NFBE Chapter 277 Crazy
Chapter 277 Crazy
As Prince Yong listened to Mingkong's words, his legs went weak and he could no longer stand. His lips trembled for a long time, as he tried to say that he was innocent.
But then he saw images of women being disemboweled by him, their words of venomous curses directed at him.
Those despicable people cursed him to a terrible death, cursed him to be plagued by nightmares, cursed him to be torn to pieces...
Unable to hold back, his legs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground with a thud. Cold sweat poured from his forehead and soaked his temples.
He opened his mouth, but the sound was like a fishbone stuck in his throat, and he couldn't make a sound.
Emperor Wenjing narrowed his eyes slightly, a cold glint flashing within them, and said in a chilling voice, "Prince Yong, is Mingkong wronging you in his words?"
Prince Yong lay prostrate on the ground, his body trembling like a leaf. After a long while, he managed to squeeze out a few words from his dry throat: "Father, I am innocent... It is Mingkong, he is slandering me!"
Mingkong knelt on the ground, put his hands together and said "Amitabha", then closed his eyes and sighed, "The thirty-six skeletons are now in the back mountain of Huangjue Temple. If you suspect that I am lying, you can send someone to verify it."
"Guards!" Emperor Wenjing's face was ashen. After a moment of contemplation, he ordered, "Su Mu, take a squad of imperial guards and accompany Mingkong to the back mountain of Huangjue Temple to excavate the remains. You must get to the bottom of this!"
Before long, the imperial guards who went to inspect the remains hurriedly returned, carrying back skeletons covered with white cloth.
Upon examination by the coroner, the skeletons unearthed in the valley behind Huangjue Temple were found to be those of young women and fetuses, with varying times of death.
Upon seeing this, the inner hall erupted in chaos.
The ministers whispered among themselves, their faces filled with fear and anger.
"This... this is simply insane!"
"How could the royal family produce such a scoundrel!"
Emperor Wenjing's face was ashen as he glared at the Prince Yong, who was lying paralyzed on the ground, and asked, word by word, "Prince Yong, what else do you have to say?"
Prince Yong couldn't understand how things had developed to this point.
He clearly only wanted to frame Yu Wan for adultery and implicate Yun Shang, so why did the investigation eventually lead to his abusing and murdering a pregnant woman?!
Where exactly did things go wrong?!
“Father…” Prince Yong knelt on the ground, feeling weak all over, his heart filled with hatred and fear.
His eyes were bloodshot as he looked at Emperor Wenjing and cried out, "Father, even if these remains exist, it doesn't prove that I did it! Perhaps someone deliberately framed me and buried the remains behind Huangjue Temple..."
Prince Chen suddenly chuckled softly, but everyone could tell it was a mocking laugh.
"Ninth Brother, now that things have come to this, do you still want to make excuses? Mingkong is the abbot of Huangjue Temple, and he has always been highly respected. How could he frame you for no reason?"
"If someone is framing you, who could be so resourceful as to gather thirty-six skeletons in advance, all of them young pregnant women and unborn babies?!"
"Ninth Brother, how could you do such an outrageous thing?! These women have suffered so much during their ten months of pregnancy, and their children are about to be born. How could you do this?!"
Prince Chen's words seemed to be the fuse that ignited the anger of the rest of the people in the hall. Almost the instant his words fell, a chorus of rebukes rang out in the hall.
Several emperors stepped forward one after another, and even the Prince of Qi echoed, "Please, Father, investigate thoroughly."
The officials were furious.
"Your Majesty, I beg you to thoroughly investigate Prince Yong!"
"Your Majesty, if Prince Yong has truly committed such a crime, it will be difficult to appease public anger if he is not severely punished!"
"Your Majesty, please severely punish Prince Yong! Uphold the law and appease his wronged soul!"
Emperor Wenjing took a deep breath, his hands trembling uncontrollably on the armrest. His eyes were icy cold. "From this day forward, the Court of Judicial Review and the Ministry of Justice shall jointly investigate this case. You must get to the bottom of it!"
After saying this, Emperor Wenjing felt somewhat dazed for a moment.
It seems he said something like that not long ago.
After that, one of his sons died.
Now? Is Li Xuan going to die too?
The fact that thirty-eight skeletons were unearthed from the back mountain of Huangjue Temple was so horrifying that, in comparison, the licentious acts committed by Wang Ling and the monks of Huangjue Temple seemed less shocking.
Emperor Wenjing directly ordered the execution of Wang Ling and the young monk, and the confiscation of the Wang family's property.
Upon hearing the verdict, Wang Ling was so terrified that he wet himself in public, repeatedly begging for mercy: "Your Majesty, spare me! Your Majesty, spare me! I was framed! I'm innocent... Your Majesty—"
However, Emperor Wenjing was determined and ignored his pleas for mercy.
The imperial guards stepped forward and dragged Wang Ling away.
Wang Ling struggled desperately, but to no avail.
Just as he was about to be dragged away, he saw the King of Qi standing to the side, and his eyes suddenly lit up. He reached out and grabbed the corner of the King of Qi's robe!
"Your Highness, please save me, I am..."
Before he could finish speaking, the King of Qi, expressionless, kicked him hard in the chest.
The kick was delivered with all its might, sending Wang Ling flying backward a great distance before he crashed heavily to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
After kicking the royal decree, King Qi looked up at the Imperial Guards with a cold gaze and said in an icy tone, "Take him away quickly, don't let him offend my father's eyes."
Prince Chen stood aside the whole time, watching everything unfold without making a sound.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, a hint of suspicion flashing in them.
What did Wang Ling want to say just now?
Could it be that Wang Ling and the King of Qi had some unknown connection before?
But the King of Qi's expression was too calm, making it impossible to discern anything amiss.
Emperor Wenjing was already exhausted.
He rubbed his temples wearily and instructed Liu Haifu, "End this year's winter festival early and have the Kyoto Patrol and Imperial Guards organize the people to leave the temple."
Liu Haifu readily agreed and hurried off to convey the imperial decree.
With Emperor Wenjing's order, the originally lively and solemn winter festival came to an abrupt end.
Although the people outside the temple did not know exactly what had happened inside the hall, seeing the Imperial Guards coming and going in a hurry, they could only disperse with doubt and unease under the guidance of the Kyoto Patrol Guards and the Imperial Guards.
As Yu Wan left, she couldn't help but look up at the main hall on the stairs again and again.
Something seems to be wrong...
I just watched Wang Ling's live sex show, there shouldn't be such a big commotion. Could something else have happened up there?
Will Yun Shang be implicated?
Both Madam Shen and Yunxi noticed that Yu Wan's complexion was not good. They exchanged a glance and asked in unison, "Sister-in-law Yu, what's wrong?"
Yu Wan snapped out of her daze, smiled slightly at them, concealing her worry, and shook her head, saying, "It's nothing."
After the people were dispersed, Emperor Wenjing's imperial carriage was escorted back to the palace by the Imperial Guards and the Feathered Forest Guards.
Prince Yong was escorted by the Imperial Guards and temporarily imprisoned in the Imperial Clan Court.
After Emperor Wenjing left, the princes and ministers also departed one after another.
As the King of Qi left, the King of Chen glanced at him subtly.
King Qi seemed completely oblivious, his face remaining calm and composed as he walked out.