lcionline Chapter 170 Killing Jirimutu
Chapter 170 Killing Jirimutu
The moment he looked up at Jirimutu, Hongli suddenly turned his head. He was startled by Hongli's eyes and immediately lowered his head.
Hu Richa admitted to the murder. But if Zorlu hadn't colluded with the gambling den's staff to defraud him of all his money, and when Hu Richa saw through his scheme, Zorlu not only refused to admit his crime but also insulted him. Hu Richa had only punched Zorlu twice out of a sense of justice, but who could have imagined that Zorlu would be so vulnerable and die instantly?
Hu Richa said with a guilty conscience, "Your Majesty, I... I didn't do it on purpose. It was that man who cheated me out of my money first. I just wanted to teach him a lesson, but I hit him too hard and killed him. Your Majesty, please forgive us this time. Whatever Concubine Ling wants, as long as I have it, I will give it to her. It will be my apology to her."
Meiruo stepped forward, took Hongli's arm, and pleaded for her two brothers in a coquettish manner: "Your Majesty, please do not judge for the sake of the monk, but for the sake of the Buddha. For the sake of the child in my belly, please consider it as a good deed and forgive my two brothers. They really didn't mean it. Your Majesty..."
Hongli's brows were deeply furrowed, and his eyes, like the cold night, emitted a hint of cold light. There was not a trace of smile on his white face, which looked like the coldest days of winter. He gently withdrew his hand and narrowed his eyes. In the past, he thought that although Meiruo was a little willful, she was gentle and quiet. However, after what happened to Yanwan's relatives, he found that it was probably because he had spoiled Meiruo too much in the past that she felt so confident. Now, even such a big thing as killing someone can be downplayed by her.
Not to mention that Yan Wan's relatives were royal relatives, even if they were ordinary people, wouldn't their lives be lives? The prince was guilty of the same crime as the common people. Since he had killed someone, he had to bear the corresponding consequences.
What's more, he had just received a secret letter and was about to go to Yongshou Palace to inform Princess Balin and Meiruo, but he didn't expect to witness the scene of Jirimutu killing people with his own eyes.
He held the secret letter tightly, but was still hesitant.
Just when Hongli was hesitating about how to deal with Jirimutu, he suddenly heard a sharp cry. When Hongli looked up, Wanyin appeared from nowhere, with cold sweat on her forehead and her fingertips trembling slightly, but she gripped the hilt of the dagger tightly.
For Yongqi, she wants revenge.
The calmness on Jirimutu's face instantly shattered, revealing a sharp murderous intent. However, after being stabbed by Wanyin, he was already at the end of his strength. His face was ferocious, and he used his last bit of strength to strangle Wanyin's throat.
In panic, Wanyin stabbed the dagger into Jirimutu's heart again.
After spitting out a mouthful of blood, Jirimutu fell to the ground.
It took a while for Meiruo and the princess to react. The princess ran over and picked up Jirimutu's body, and used her hands to feel his breath. After confirming that he was really dead, the princess slowly shook her head, as if trying to shake off the reality before her. However, the facts could not be changed, which made her feel hopeless.
Jirimutu was her most outstanding son. She had invested as much effort in him as Meiruo had. She hoped that one day Jirimutu would become the Khan of the grasslands. But just when he was full of life, he was ambushed and killed. She glared at Wanyin fiercely and roared, "You bitch, you killed my son. I will kill you."
But Wanyin wasn't afraid at all. She half-rose, like a walking corpse, and glanced at Jirimutu, whom she had killed. She knew Hongli had concerns and didn't want to damage the relationship between the Qing Dynasty and the Balin tribe, but Yongqi's injury couldn't be in vain. She was Yongqi's mother, and since Hongli was unwilling to send troops for Yongqi, she would avenge Yongqi herself. She had killed him, and she had caused the disaster. A life for a life, she would go down and apologize to Jirimutu.
Wanyin glanced at Hongli and smiled faintly. She had loved him all her life and had wanted to help him take good care of Yongqi, even though Hongli had never taken her seriously, even though he had never loved her. After all, she was his concubine, and she had wanted to just quietly accompany him, growing old together. But now that she had killed Jirimutu, she naturally couldn't live that way. She smiled faintly, as if saying goodbye.
Grief made Meiruo's throat dry and her voice hoarse, as if she was about to cry, but she held back her tears and did not lose her composure.
The death of Jirimutu was nothing. Even without her elder brother, she was still the little princess of the grassland, with the forty-nine Mongolian tribes still behind her. But he was her own brother after all. As for Wanyin, she would never let him go.
Mei Ruo shouted, "Come here, catch this murderer for me."
The dagger was still dripping with blood.
Suddenly, Yongqi's voice came from behind, "Mother..."
Wanyin turned around, took one last look at Yongqi, and then committed suicide with a knife.
"Wan Yin..."
In the last moment of her life, Hongli called out her name. Wanyin fell into Hongli's arms, her neck aorta cut, and Wanyin couldn't even utter a complete sentence.
She reached out to touch Hongli's face, but found her hands were covered in blood. She smiled slightly, "Take...take care of...Yongqi..."
Yongqi's leg injury had not healed yet, so he could only limp towards Wanyin. As a result, he fell because he ran too fast. Although Wanyin felt distressed, she could no longer protect him.
In worry, she slowly closed her eyes.
"Mother..." The feeling of pain was like a sharp knife, constantly cutting through Yongqi's heart, causing great harm to his soul.
When he woke up, he found Wanyin missing and found a letter on the table. The content of the letter was just to cheer up and live well. He felt that Wanyin was going to be in trouble. But what he didn't expect was that Wanyin would sacrifice herself to kill Jirimutu.
Yongqi had never felt love since he was a child. He didn't know what maternal love was. When Hailan was still around, she always told him to put Ruyi first in everything.
He remembered that Ruyi was very nice to him at first, but that kindness was more like flattery. Of course, the object of flattery was not him, but Hongli.
Hu Richa wanted to escape during the chaos, but he seemed to have forgotten that this was the Forbidden City. The moment he turned around, he was surrounded by guards.
Mei Ruo didn't understand what was going on and yelled, "Don't you want to live anymore?"
Hongli gently put down Wanyin in his hands and ordered the palace servants to carry her back to Zhongcui Palace to take care of the funeral.
As for the rest.
Except for Meiruo, all others were sent to Shenxingsi first.
Meiruo's mind was in a mess, and her hands and feet were cold. They were clearly the victims, so why did they send her mother and brother to jail?
She was dissatisfied and asked, "Your Majesty, what did my brother and Eji do wrong that you would punish them like this?"
The Princess of Bahrain was frightened and still lost in the pain of losing her son. Her head was dizzy and she suddenly fainted when she was picked up by the guards.