kingnovel Chapter 130 The End
Chapter 130 The End
Despite her provocative words, Zhang Ping remained unmoved, slowly walked up to Sheng Zishan, squatted down, and gazed intently at her face.
"You orchestrated all of this?"
Sheng Zishan met Zhang Ping's gaze without fear and replied through gritted teeth, "That's right, it was I who did it! Now that the matter has been exposed, you may kill me or torture me as you please, so don't waste your breath here!"
Soon, the Imperial Guards who rushed into the ancient tomb's tunnels had successfully apprehended all the rebels.
At the same time, they also found the bodies of four men in the room.
These corpses were all covered in poison, and the cause of death for each of them was exactly the same as that of the corpses that had been dug up before—all of them died of poisoning.
In this way, the truth behind this shocking case that has gripped the entire capital of Kyoto is about to be revealed.
Without a doubt, the people here are all inextricably linked to this case.
Zhang Ping stared intently at Sheng Zishan, who showed no fear of death, and couldn't help but frown slightly. "Where did you get such evil and bizarre magic?"
Upon hearing this, Sheng Zishan roared in fury, "You ignorant fool, how dare you disrespect my family's deity! Shut your filthy mouth! This isn't evil magic, it's divine magic!! You know nothing!!!"
Her voice was sharp and piercing, piercing the sky.
Zhang Ping looked at her as if she were a madwoman, and said in an icy tone, "Since you insist on not confessing, then don't blame me for being ruthless. It's time to use the torture instruments in the prison."
Although Chu Ci appeared carefree, he was actually keeping a close eye on Sheng Zishan.
The moment she noticed Sheng Zishan's lips trembling slightly, she flashed forward like a ghost, appearing in front of Sheng Zishan without hesitation. She then reached out and dislocated her jaw, and with lightning speed, pried a jet-black pill out of her mouth.
"She wanted to commit suicide by poisoning herself."
Chu Ci handed the black pill to Zhang Ping.
Zhang Ping's expression hardened, and she took out a snow-white handkerchief from her bosom, carefully wrapping the pills inside.
Then, she turned to the Imperial Guards behind her and ordered, "Immediately escort this woman back to the capital! Do not delay!"
"Yes."
The Imperial Guards bound Sheng Zishan tightly and took her away, but Chu Ci's gaze never left the receding figure.
For some reason, a strong intuition welled up in my mind—this Sheng Zishan was definitely not the real mastermind behind the scenes.
"I feel that Zhang Ping is not..."
Zhang Ping raised a finger and gently placed it to her lips, giving Chu Ci a look that signaled her to be quiet.
Chu Ci understood immediately, quickly glanced around, and then fell silent.
Time passed second by second, and dawn was approaching.
After a fierce battle, all the bandits and their well-trained assassins were successfully subdued, and all those who resisted were executed.
Looking around, hundreds of corpses lay scattered on the ground, a truly horrifying scene.
With the situation settled and it seemed there was no need for further assistance, Chu Ci nodded to Zhang Ping and left first.
But just as she turned to leave, Zhang Ping suddenly reached out and stopped her.
"The Imperial Medical Academy has developed an antidote for the poison your husband suffered from. Remember to go to the Dali Temple later."
Hearing this news, Chu Ci felt much better. "Thank you for letting me know."
She then rushed home.
It was still dark inside the house, and Shi An was still fast asleep in bed, not yet awake.
Although she hadn't slept all night, Chu Ci didn't feel sleepy at the moment, so she went to the kitchen to make some breakfast for the two of them.
Upon arriving in the kitchen, Chu Ci pondered for a moment before ultimately deciding to cook a pot of rice porridge.
After all, Shi An was poisoned and his physical condition was poor, making it difficult for him to digest other foods. Light rice porridge was relatively more suitable.
After making all the preparations, Chu Ci stood quietly by the stove, patiently waiting for the rice porridge to cook.
After some time, the aroma of rice gradually wafted from the pot.
Shi An woke up shortly afterward. He instinctively leaned against the side, trying to find Chu Ci's figure, but he found nothing.
As if suddenly stimulated by something, he instantly woke up and sat up straight like a spring.
However, because the movement was too swift, he felt a sudden darkness before his eyes, followed by a dizzying spin, and then he fell heavily back onto the bed.
Chu Ci, who was in the kitchen, heard the noise coming from the bedroom and immediately got up to check.
When Chu Ci found Shi An lying on the bed, pale-faced and barely breathing, her heart clenched tightly.
Chu Ci rushed to the bedside and carefully and gently pulled Shi An into his arms. Then, he quickly channeled his inner energy into Shi An's body.
Before long, as Chu Ci's true energy was continuously injected, Shi An's originally rapid and disordered breathing gradually became steady and smooth.
"Cough cough...cough...wife...wife master...wife master..." Shi An coughed as she called out to Chu Ci in a weak and somewhat aggrieved voice.
Chu Ci quickly grasped his hand and gently comforted him, "I'm here. I've been here with you the whole time. Don't be afraid."
Shi An raised her head, her eyes brimming with tears, and looked at Chu Ci with a tone full of sorrow and grievance: "My lady, where have you gone? Why did you leave me all alone..."
As she spoke, tears streamed down her face like a burst dam.
Chu Ci knew this was due to the influence of Qianjin's corpse, and tenderly kissed her husband's forehead.
"I just went to the kitchen to make you something to eat. I didn't expect that you would worry so much after I was gone for only a short while. Don't cry, it breaks my heart to see you crying."
Chu Ci reached out and gently wiped away the tears from Shi An's eyes.
"do not Cry."
"Waaaaah... My lady, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to cry, but I don't know why... Whenever I can't see you, my heart feels like it's been hollowed out, and I feel so incredibly sad..."
Shi An sobbed, involuntarily snuggling closer to Chu Ci's embrace, as if only in this way could she feel a little warmth and peace of mind.
At this moment, his face was still as pale as paper, completely devoid of color.
Chu Ci gently embraced the person tightly, as if to convey all her warmth and comfort.
She patiently coaxed Shi An in her arms, as if she were protecting a rare treasure.
Time passed slowly, and with Chu Ci's careful reassurance, the man's emotions gradually stabilized, and his tense body slowly relaxed.
Seeing that Shi An had finally calmed down a bit, Chu Ci breathed a slight sigh of relief.
"I'll go get some porridge; you wait here."
Shi An leaned against the bedside and nodded weakly.
Chu Ci quickly went and returned, deftly ladling out a bowl of steaming hot porridge.
She picked up the spoon, gently blew on it to cool it down, and then carefully brought it to Shi An's mouth, feeding him spoonful by spoonful.
Shi An opened her mouth slightly and obediently accepted Chu Ci's feeding, eating each bite slowly and carefully.