Transmigrated To Another World: General, I'm Not Your White Moonlight - Chapter 337

Chapter 337: The End Of Revenge
The head rolled for a while, then lay motionless on the ground, covered in warm blood. The children and the unmarried women saw this and shouted in horror at the same time. The silent area was suddenly filled with cries and shouts.

“No! Father!”

Before the young woman could plead to Emperor Yong’an again, the executor raised his sword again. When the young woman saw this, she screamed at the top of her lungs, “Let me go! No! Don’t kill my mother! She is innocent!”

As she desperately tried to free herself from the soldier’s hand, she saw her mother’s head fall to the ground. The young woman couldn’t bear the shock, and her vision went dark.

The young woman was not the only one who fainted today. Most of the young women fainted, and some onlookers also fainted and vomited. That morning, the smell of blood in the execution ground was very strong, and Duan Yixin felt a little stuffy.

Just when the last prisoner was executed, the originally bright sky suddenly darkened extremely quickly. Two minutes later, heavy rain poured down, and the onlookers hurriedly left the execution ground.

When the heavy rain washed away the blood from the execution platform, Emperor Yong’an stood up and looked at the sky covered by thick rain clouds. Emperor Yong’an stood there and watched the rain for a long time.

An hour later, the rain finally subsided. He looked down and saw the young women and children below still crying. They hugged their family members’ headless corpses while the rain soaked their bodies, making them appear fragile and pitiful.

Emperor Yong’an looked at them for a moment, then looked away and said, “Go back to the imperial palace.”

Xuan Ruiquan looked at Emperor Yong’an’s calm expression and said, “Jian Yi, escort His Majesty back.”

Jian Yi clasped his fists and accepted the order, “Yes, Master.”

Then he walked to Emperor Yong’an and made an invitation gesture, “Your Majesty, please.”

Qiu Yuanbo held an umbrella for Emperor Yong’an as they walked towards the imperial carriage. When the unmarried women and children saw him, the hatred in their eyes was clearly visible. Emperor Yong’an paused and turned to look at them.

He stared at them for a long time until they lowered their heads and calmly said, “Your relatives who died today did not die unjustly. They embezzled disaster relief funds and caused countless deaths. They also killed countless innocent people for their selfish desires. What’s more, they dare to plan a rebellion.”

“Their crimes were enough to let Zhen kill you all. Even if Zhen kills you all today, it will not be an unjust killing. All of you enjoy a wealthy life and glory built on the lives of countless innocent people. Can you confidently say that you are all innocent?”

“However, human life is precious. Now that you have survived this disaster, just live a good life and don’t think about coming back. Otherwise, the next time you step into the land of the Xia Empire, that day will be your death anniversary next year.”

Seeing that the women and children could only lower their heads in silence and no one dared to look at him, Emperor Yong’an turned around and got into his imperial carriage. When they finally left the execution ground, the wheels left a long trail that was quickly erased by the rain.

Sitting in the imperial carriage, Emperor Yong’an looked at the gradually clearing sky. He sighed and closed his eyes. The revenge that had plagued him for so many years was finally gone, washed away by today’s rain. For the first time in so many years, he felt at peace.

After Emperor Yong’an left, Xuan Ruiquan ordered the Jin Yi Army’s soldiers to take the unmarried women and children to join those who were going to be exiled today. After giving a few more instructions, he looked in the direction of the teahouse.

Duan Yixin noticed his gaze and waved to him with a smile on her lips. The coldness in Xuan Ruiquan’s eyes melted the moment he saw her, and a gentle smile bloomed on his handsome face.

He turned to look at Jian Wu and said, “Jian Wu, the rest will be left to you.”

Jian Wu also saw Duan Yixin and the Chi siblings on the teahouse balcony. He nodded and said, “Yes, Master. You can rest for a few days and leave the rest to me and my brothers.”

Xuan Ruiquan glanced at him appreciatively and left. Watching him walking quickly towards the teahouse, a soldier asked curiously, “Captain Jian Wu, who is that young lady waving to Wangye?”

Jian Wu glanced at the soldier and thought for a moment. A second later, he answered, “She is our future Wangfei.”

After saying that, he added, “All right. Stop chatting and start working.”

While everyone was busy, Zhang Zongyi walked to the garden of Rui Qinwang’s Mansion. Seeing his master wiping his sword in the pavilion, he walked over.

As soon as he arrived at the pavilion, Wan Sifan asked, “Is the execution over?”

Zhang Zongyi nodded, “Yes. I just got the news this morning that Huang Tai Hou died, and the emperor threw her body into a mass grave together with those who were executed today.”

Upon hearing this report, Wan Sifan’s hand stopped. He stared at his reflection on the sword and asked, “Did my elder brother kill her?”

“No. She committed suicide.”

After hearing that, Wan Sifan sneered, “It’s too easy for her to die like this.”

Zhang Zongyi lowered his eyes and did not comment on this. After a moment of silence, Wan Sifan asked, “Have you found that woman?”

Zhang Zongyi frowned and said, “Not yet. Every time our people arrived at the location, she had already left. It was as if she knew we were coming after her and ran away one step ahead every time.”

Wan Sifan put down the cloth on the white jade table, sheathed his sword, and placed it beside the cloth. He thought for a moment and asked, “Where was she last seen?”