Chapter 17 Thus Spoke

  Meng Yuntian was stunned, Seventh Prince? Could it be that he would actually... for the sake of Fu'er? What did he want with Fu'er?

  The emperor's eyebrows also subconsciously slightly raised, this kid usually doesn't even bother to listen to his words, the things he instructs are not necessarily done, today he would suddenly be so proactive.

  Meng Fu Ying was also somewhat surprised, although in that memory, she didn't have much understanding of this man, but one look at his usual cold and distant demeanor made her know he wasn't someone who liked to get involved in other people's business, indeed she hadn't expected him to help her.

  It has to be said that his appearance at this moment really solved her problem. His appearance carries absolute authority, allowing no one to have any doubts.

  Her eyes gazed at him slightly, but he still seemed to be savoring his own tea as if the words just spoken were not his.

  She couldn't shake off that grateful look in her eyes.

  Bai Yichen's hand hidden under his clothes tightened slightly, and his eyes also sank slightly, with a hint of unexpectedness and tension.

  Feng Lingyun grasped Feng Yulan's hand tightly, silently praying in his heart that the knife must not have been bought by Yulan, otherwise today Yulan would probably...

  But as he felt Feng Yulan's stiff and slightly trembling body, he knew that his last shred of hope had probably been dashed.

  Can't help but be amazed, Xuan Yuan Ye's subordinates are indeed efficient in getting things done.

  It's just a moment of effort, and it has already brought people here.

  Li Yujin entered the grand hall, saw such a vast scene, and was stunned for a moment. However, it was clear that he was also someone who had seen the world, and soon calmed down, following Su Feng to stand before the Emperor.

  "A humble subject Li Yuzhen pays homage to Your Majesty."

  "You can recognize this knife." The emperor had someone bring that exquisite knife in front of him.

  Li Yu's eyebrows slightly furrowed, clearly somewhat unexpected. Her eyes glanced at Feng Yulun embracing Feng Yulan in his arms, and she seemed to have guessed something.

  "Returning to Your Majesty, this sword was forged by my father. Twenty years ago, my father was fortunate enough to obtain a piece of meteoric iron that had fallen from the sky for a thousand years. After twenty years of hard work, he finally forged two swords like this one." Li Yu slowly replied, withdrawing his gaze.

  "So it seems that this sword indeed originated from your family's shop. Do you recall who it was sold to?" The emperor's voice wasn't loud, but it carried an inherent majesty that wouldn't allow anyone to utter a single lie in his presence.

  "Five days ago, Miss Feng bought one and there is still another in the Grass Citizen's store." Li Yu's body slightly paused before he replied in a low voice. Although he suspected that Miss Feng might have gotten into some trouble because of this knife, he absolutely dared not to conceal it in front of the Emperor.

  As soon as he finished speaking, the hall suddenly fell silent, and everyone's eyes turned to Feng Yulan.

  The truth finally came out, and it turned out that Miss Feng had scratched her own face to frame Miss Meng.

  "He... He's lying. He's lying." Feng Yulan's stiff body trembled uncontrollably again, and her eyes also showed obvious fear, but she still struggled with her last bit of strength.

  It shouldn't be like this, it can't be like this, no way.

  But in her voice, there was already a hint of despair.

  Li Yu's face flashed with a few points of anger, how could this Feng girl falsely accuse him of deceiving the Emperor, that was a capital offense, and he hastily said, "The humble subject's words are true, please Your Majesty investigate clearly."

  The emperor's eyes suddenly sank, coldly staring at Feng Yuxuan.

  At this time, she still dared to conceal it.

  Feng Lingyun's body also couldn't help but tremble slightly, tightly embracing Feng Yuxuan, signaling her not to shout again, because he knew that at this moment, saying anything else would be useless.

  She's afraid that the more she makes a fuss, the angrier the emperor will become, and the consequences will be even more severe.

  "The rumor and slander plotted against Meng, trying to deceive me with the help of Feng Lingyun. The crime is unforgivable." The emperor's slightly angry voice contained a hint of anger, for he was the emperor. The high-and-mighty emperor would not tolerate anyone's deception.

  "Seal off all of Feng's family properties, strip Feng Lingyun of all his positions, and exile Feng Yulan to the border, never to return to the capital again." The cold voice made everyone in the hall involuntarily gasp in shock. Today, the Emperor was clearly enraged.

  This is the imperial power, no matter how strong Feng's family was as one of the four major families, no matter how glorious Feng's family used to be, a single word from the Emperor can make all of this disappear in an instant.

  However, His Majesty has shown mercy. To say that Feng Lingyun and Feng Yulan have committed the crime of deceiving the emperor, their entire family being executed would not be excessive.

  Feng Yulang's body suddenly went limp, and her eyes were also filled with utter despair. Being exiled to the border and never being able to return to the capital was no different from being killed directly.

  Meng Ruxue's body also involuntarily trembled, subconsciously shrinking back a little, tightly clenching the slowly sweating palm of her hand.

  "I, guilty, thank you for the pardon." Feng Lingyun also knew that the Emperor was being unusually lenient this time and didn't dare to ask for more. However, in his heart, he couldn't help but feel sorry for Lan'er, who was so weak and fragile - would she be able to survive on the border?

  Her eyes darted to the side, where Meng Ruxue was standing, and her gaze suddenly sank. This time, it must have been Meng Ruxue's idea. She had thoroughly ruined Lan'er. Why should Lan'er suffer like this while she remained unscathed?

  His hand clenched tightly, he wouldn't let that woman go so easily.

  "What else can you say, Meng Xiangying?" The emperor's eyes turned to Meng Xiangying, his cold gaze softened, and a hint of warmth flowed through, asking softly.

  Everyone was shocked again, how could the Emperor ask a palace maid for her opinion?

  When did the emperor's decision ask others if they were satisfied or not? Today?

  "Your Majesty's judgment is clear, I thank you for your mercy." Meng Fu Ying slightly bowed and respectfully replied. She naturally knew that if it were just Feng Yu Xian framing her, she wouldn't have been punished so severely. The crime of deceiving the emperor was the most severe one.

  How dare she have any objections?

  Or else, she could have changed her fate by speaking up at that moment, but the woman had hurt her time and again, not worth her pity.

  Feng Yu Ling and Feng Ling Yun: This time it's a case of cleverness being outsmarted by cleverness, harming others but ultimately harming oneself instead.

  Feng Lingyun's eyes flashed slightly, and then he looked at Bai Yichen with a pleading gaze, asking him to save Lan'er. Since the emperor was seeking Meng Fuying's opinion at this moment, if Meng Fuying spoke up, she should be able to save Lan'er. And the only one who could change Meng Fuying's mind was Bai Yichen.

  Bai Yichen couldn't help but understand his meaning, and he couldn't bear to see Feng Yulan suffer like that. Moreover, the two families had been friends for generations, how could he just stand by and do nothing?

  "Your Majesty, Feng Yulan did this because of Yi Chen. Everything started with Yi Chen. I beg Your Majesty to show extra mercy." He finally couldn't bear it and took a step forward to plead for Feng Yulan.

  These years, Beifang Station has been in constant turmoil. More than half of the expenses were paid by the Bai family. The Emperor should still show him some respect.

  The emperor's eyebrows slightly furrowed again and turned to Meng Fu Ying, "Fu Ying, what do you mean?"

  At this moment, going to ask Meng Fuying again is obviously intentional.

  "The one I will marry in the end is you, not her. She's just a pitiful person, so spare her this time." Bai Yichen's eyes turned to Meng Fu Ying, saying softly, his voice carrying a hint of gentleness and a thread of unusual emotions.

  His words were a request, but even more so a promise, a promise to marry her.

  Everyone knows she's infatuated with Bai Yichen, but Bai Yichen has always disliked her and refused to marry her. This time, however, is her great opportunity. She can finally fulfill her wish of marrying Bai Yichen.

  Xuanyuan Ye's hand holding the cup hesitated slightly, and the water in his arms rippled, stirring up a few waves of faintly visible ripples.