kingnovel Chapter 384 Wen Yi 13
Chapter 384 Wen Yi 13
Big Fat Orange was utterly incredulous upon hearing this.
Rou is so kind and loves him so much, how could she hurt his child?
Impossible, how could that be?
As Rouze's younger sister, Yixiu has not won his favor over the years.
But she has diligently managed his household affairs for many years.
Even if they didn't achieve great things, they still put in a lot of hard work.
How could she be that kind of person?
And his mother is his biological mother; how could she harm her own grandson?
"Impossible, absolutely impossible."
The man in black robes shook his head with a cold laugh, slowly stood up, and walked out from behind the desk.
His figure appeared even taller and more majestic in the mist.
Every step felt like it carried an endless sense of pressure.
He walked up to the big, fat orange.
Looking down at him from above, his voice seemed to carry a hint of disdain.
"What benefit would I gain from lying to you? I can find out everything by simply consulting the Book of Life and Death."
Back then, the women from your household, Gan and Miao,
And those concubines in your household back then...
"No one has gotten pregnant all these years, haven't you had any doubts?"
Upon hearing this, Big Fat Orange was suddenly jolted, and those past memories surged into his mind like a tidal wave.
Cold sweat beaded on his forehead, his throat was dry, and his voice trembled slightly.
"This...this is impossible! How could they..."
He had long forgotten about the Gan and Miao families.
It seems one is a princess in his household, and the other is a concubine.
It seems that one of them talked back to Rouze back then.
Rou had no choice but to punish her by making her pound the mortar, and thus she miscarried.
Rouze was unaware that she was pregnant back then.
How can this be blamed on Rouze?
As if knowing what he was thinking
"Aisin Gioro Yinzhen, although you are the emperor, you are also a muddle-headed person."
You only see their outward gentleness and virtue, but you don't see the ruthlessness behind it.
You mortals always look down on women.
They were captivated by their delicate and beautiful appearances, and then fell for their charms time and time again.
Your birth mother, Uya, specifically allowed the Ulanara sisters to enter your backyard.
She just wants to control your backyard and keep you under her control.
Ulanara Yixiu's influence on you is too small.
Then they arranged for Ulanara Rouze to enter your residence.”
He paused, ignoring the fat orange cat's unpleasant expression, and then said...
Why should I tell you so much?
Whether you believe it or not is none of my business; the debts owed by your Aisin Gioro family...
Once you enter the Yellow Springs, there's no escape.
"about--"
At the command of the man in black robes, two blue-faced, fanged ghost messengers suddenly sprang out from the thick fog beside the hall.
Each held a chain in their hand, the chains emanating a sinister chill.
They dragged their heavy steps, inching closer and closer to the big, fat orange cat.
Every step felt like stepping on the heart of the chubby orange.
The fat orange cat was terrified and tried to back away.
But he found that his feet seemed to be nailed to the ground, and he couldn't move.
He struggled desperately, but the chains seemed to be alive.
It automatically wrapped around his body, binding him tightly.
"Stop! I am the Emperor of the Great Qing Dynasty, how dare you be so disrespectful!"
Big Fat Orange shouted loudly,
But his voice sounded so faint in the gloomy palace.
There was absolutely no way to stop the ghost messengers' actions.
The man in black robes snorted coldly and said:
"Aisin Gioro Yinzhen, although you are the emperor,
But here, your identity is meaningless.
No one can escape the law of cause and effect.
Today, you must atone for the sins of the Aisin Gioro family.
The big, fat orange cat struggled, trying to break free of its chains.
But the chains tightened more and more, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.
He was filled with resentment; he was unwilling to be bound like this.
He was unwilling to atone for the sins of his ancestors.
He had only just ascended to this supreme position; how could he be content with this?
"I refuse to accept this! I refuse to accept this!"
Why not find the real culprits who committed those crimes back then?
But you want me to take the blame? I refuse!
"They will naturally not escape, and you, as a beneficiary, will not escape either."
The big, fat orange cat shouted, "I can make amends! I will definitely govern the world well from now on!"
May the people live in peace and prosperity, may the population grow, and may the wronged souls of the underworld be able to reincarnate.
I can investigate what happened in the inner palace and give justice to those children who died unjustly! I can…
"It's too late to say all this now. You should go and experience the eighteenth level of hell first."
"Let's talk about this again later."
The man in black robes interrupted the fat orange cat with a cold laugh and waved for the ghost messengers to take him away.
Big Fat Orange was tightly bound by chains, and its body was involuntarily dragged into the darkness on the side of the hall.
He struggled desperately, shouting loudly.
They tried to break free from this terrible constraint, but all their efforts seemed so futile.
His voice faded into the distance in the gloomy palace.
The ghost dragged the big, fat orange through the thick fog and arrived at the edge of a dark abyss.
A series of chilling screams echoed from the abyss.
It was as if countless wronged souls were suffering within it.
The ghost pushed the fat orange cat into the abyss, and its body plummeted, instantly swallowed by the darkness.
"Aisin Gioro Yinzhen, welcome to the first level of hell—the Hell of Tongue Pulling."
Two rows of ghostly guards each held iron pliers and fire shears; the pliers still clamped severed tongues.
Blood dripped down, turning into tiny, crimson tongues upon landing. After a few leaps on the ground, the blood dissipated into black mist.
The iron tongs entered my mouth; a burning pain came first, followed by icy cold.
Big Fat Orange felt a tongue of fire wrap around the tip of its tongue and yank it sharply—
"Yuebin, no matter how many people come into the manor in the future, I will never forget you."
"Xiao Yi, I wish we could meet like this every day."
"Xiao Yi, once you safely give birth to the prince, I will petition the emperor to make you his primary consort."
"Rou Ze, you're the only one in my heart."
"After Shilan enters the manor, I will definitely treat you well."
These tender words of love made one woman after another fall in love with him.
But he was forgotten in the blink of an eye.
The tip of the big, fat orange's tongue was caught by the flames and suddenly pulled, sending excruciating pain through its entire body.
He was in so much pain he almost fainted, but could only watch helplessly as his tongue was torn off.
Fresh blood gushed out like a spring, dripping onto the ground and turning into patches of black mist.
"Ah—" Big Fat Orange let out a shrill scream.
"Next, you will enter the second level of hell—the Hell of Scissors."
The man in black robes had barely finished speaking when
Big Fat Orange then felt its body being pulled by an invisible force.
Slowly moving in another direction.
In the Scissors Hell, countless scissors fly through the air.
They were incredibly sharp, gleaming with a cold, icy light.
The large, fat orange's body was being repeatedly cut by these scissors.
His skin was torn, and blood splattered everywhere.
Each wound seemed to be a reminder to him.
The crimes he committed against innocent people.
"Ah—" Big Fat Orange let out another scream.
His body writhed in agony.
But he could not escape this merciless punishment.
His heart was filled with despair; he finally understood.
No matter how much he struggled, he could not escape this cycle of cause and effect.