Rebirth of the Merchant Woman's Revenge

After knowing the result, Wang Yuyan was so devastated that he lost all will to live.

Today she had already prepared for the worst and asked Wang Zhuo for the last time about the whereabouts of her child.

"Father, please be honest with Yan'er. Where did you take my son? Can you please return him to me? I beg you."

However, Wang Zhuo's answer was not what she wanted to hear.

"Yan'er, stop messing around. You've believed the rumors spread by others. If you continue like this, we might all die."

Wang Zhuo shouted angrily. He was in no mood to explain more to Wang Yuyan at this moment. If more people gathered in the Qianqing Palace, they would not have a chance of winning even if they tried their best.

However, how could Wang Yuyan give up at this moment? She lifted her robe and knelt down to Wang Zhuo, "Father, Yan'er begs you, please return my son to me..."

As she spoke, she was already crying and unable to speak, but she still held on to her breath in her heart, hoping that her father would have had some compassion for her back then and just sent her child away instead of...

Li Xingxian's heart was broken when he saw Wang Yuyan like this. Although he was extremely upset by what Wang Yuyan had just said, the fact that the white moonlight in his heart for so many years was now in such a state made him want to walk over and help Wang Yuyan up.

Unfortunately, Wang Zhuo did not let him go over. "Xian'er, knock her out. This is not the time for her to act silly. She must have been bewitched by someone else to say these nonsense. Hurry."

When Wang Yuyan heard this, he raised his misty eyes and took one last look at Wang Zhuo, his nominal father, who had completely ruined his life.

Li Xingxian hesitated and walked forward to help Wang Yuyan up from the ground. How could he bring himself to lay hands on Yan'er? But just as he bent down, his sword was pulled out by Wang Yuyan.

Qi Meng screamed, and right under the eyes of several people, Wang Yuyan pushed Li Xingxian away at an extremely fast speed, and then stabbed his own throat with the sword.

The whole action was done in one go, without any hesitation at all.

"No..." After Li Xingxian stood firm, he rushed forward and tried to stop him. Unfortunately, it was too late. Even if Wang Yuyan had a moment of hesitation, he would still be able to stop him in time.

"Yes...I'm sorry...I'm sorry..."

Wang Yuyan uttered these few words intermittently, then took his last breath. Then a large amount of blood flowed out of his mouth and wounds, staining Li Xingxian's hands and body.

Seeing Wang Yuyan like this, Wang Zhuo was so ruthless that he had no mercy at all. He was almost crazy at this time, and shouted to Li Xingxian, "Xian'er, hurry up, we have to seize the opportunity and go in quickly, otherwise everything will be over..."

In Li Junze's heart, he still had a mother-son relationship with Wang Yuyan for more than ten years. Seeing Wang Yuyan die in front of him like this, he felt a little sad.

But when he heard Wang Zhuo's words, he gritted his teeth and held back his tears.

He jumped off his warhorse, came to Li Xingxian, lowered his voice and urged anxiously, "Uncle, we don't have time."

Li Xingxian turned a deaf ear to what they said. Wang Zhuo had clearly told him that Yan'er had feelings for him, so why was she doing this now?

It was obvious that they had an affair during the emperor's birthday banquet, so why could she be so decisive in choosing to commit suicide in front of him?

"Why? Why on earth is this happening?" Li Xingxian's eyes turned red and he screamed in pain.

Wang Zhuo saw how he acted and knew that he would be of no use, so he ordered Li Junze, "Ze'er, don't worry about your uncle, rush in with your men immediately, quickly..."

Li Junze nodded, raised the sword in his hand, and shouted to the Yanbei Army soldiers behind him, "Follow me and rush in to rescue my father."

However, when he shouted, no Yanbei Army soldier responded. They all looked hesitantly at Li Xingxian who was still sad.

Seeing this situation, Li Junze felt like a clown, jumping up and down here without any followers.

He could not help but get furious and yelled at the Yanbei Army, "What are you still standing there for? You have already rushed here, do you still want to be arrested as traitors?"

However, his words did not have much effect. The Yanbei Army remained unmoved. After all, their commander was Li Xingxian. Who was he, Li Junze?

Li Junze looked at Wang Zhuo anxiously, wanting to see if he had any other ideas, but then he saw that Wang Zhuo was looking towards the gate of the Qianqing Palace.

The afternoon sun shone onto the eaves in front of the palace gate. Sitting on a chair was the emperor, wearing a bright yellow dragon robe.

When Wang Zhuo saw the emperor, a look of failure and dejection immediately covered his face. He didn't know whether it was because he was surprised by the emperor's current physical condition, or because he didn't want the emperor to see that he had been planning for so long and ended up in this situation.

As the distance was far, Eunuch Chengping walked over quickly and greeted Xie Ziming. Then he said to Wang Zhuo and Li Junze, "The Emperor wants you two to come forward and talk."

At this time, they also discovered that two other people, Li Junhao and Li Junsheng, had appeared behind the emperor.

Both of them looked at them coldly with sarcastic smiles on their lips.

Li Junze and Wang Zhuo looked at each other, and seemed to have already believed that the situation was hopeless. With their abilities alone, there was no way they could change the current situation.

However, he still underestimated Wang Zhuo's determination to win. He stretched out his hand and let Li Junze help him get off the carriage. His legs were shaking, but he still walked towards the emperor step by step.

"Long live the emperor." Wang Zhuo shouted before he even got close.

Then he pulled Li Junze and knelt down in front of the emperor.

"I, for all these years, have been very kind to you. I even appointed you as the president of the Hanlin Academy despite everyone's opposition. This is a great honor. Is this how you repay me?"

The emperor angrily slapped the handle of his chair and spoke in an unusually angry voice.

Especially when he saw Li Junze bowing his head, he became even more angry. After all, he had been spoiled as his son for so many years, but he didn't even have the slightest intention of admitting his mistake.