I am favored by the tyrant, so what if I am vicious?

Chapter 228 Admiration for Mr. Han

He was heartbroken and in tears.

"I didn't agree to her entering the palace at the beginning... But she was too stubborn and insisted on becoming the emperor's concubine. Now, look at her, she has ended up with such a tragic death..."

The boss Zhao Peng's eyes also turned red.

He clenched his fist and slammed it hard on the wooden table next to him.

The table immediately fell into pieces.

"Mother sent a message saying that it was indeed Xue'er who, because of her hatred for Concubine Yu, wanted to drag her down with her before she died, so she sprinkled poison powder on Concubine Yu with the intention of perishing together. Mother witnessed it all with her own eyes, and it wasn't someone trying to frame Xue'er... I just don't know where the poison powder came from."

"Xue'er has always acted recklessly and willfully. This time... I'm afraid she was the victim of someone else's scheme..."

Before Zhao Peng finished his analysis, the second-in-command, Zhao Yan, couldn't stand it anymore.

He gritted his teeth and interrupted, "Who could have plotted this? It must have been that evil Concubine Yu who secretly planned all this."

"She's using a self-torture scheme. Not only has she harmed her sister, but she's also brought down that tyrant, Your Majesty..."

Zhao Che's eyes were filled with fear, and he immediately raised his hand and slapped Zhao Yan hard.

He quickly asked Zhao Peng to check if there were any outsiders around.

Zhao Peng's face turned pale. He didn't expect that his second brother would say such shocking things.

He hurried out to take a look around.

Zhao Che grabbed Zhao Yan's collar tightly and growled in a low voice, enunciating each word.

"What nonsense are you talking about? At this critical juncture, be careful of your words."

"Your sister brought this upon herself. It was her own foolishness that brought her own death. Your Majesty did not hold our Zhao family accountable. Instead, he concealed the truth and gave your sister the honor of a grand funeral. This is the great grace Your Majesty bestowed upon our Zhao family."

"Don't I know what Xue'er's personality is like? She's so devoted to His Majesty, I knew something bad would happen sooner or later. But I couldn't stop her. I didn't agree to let her enter the East Palace, and she cried, made a scene, and even tried to hang herself... I really had no choice but to agree."

"If I had known she would end up like this, I should have let her hang herself. I wouldn't have to implicate our Zhao family and affect our relationship with His Majesty."

Over the years, the Zhao family has controlled most of the military power in the Great Jin Dynasty. If Qin Feiling was a narrow-minded and suspicious person, his Zhao family would have been destroyed long ago.

Zhao Yan was beaten so hard that blood came out of the corner of his mouth.

His eyes were filled with stubbornness and rage that could not be calmed down no matter what.

"My sister is dead, and we still have to be grateful to him?"

"If he hadn't favored that enchanting concubine, why would Xue'er have lost her mind and done something wrong out of jealousy? If he had been a little more partial to my sister, given her feelings for him, why would she have ended up in this desperate situation?"

Zhao Che's face turned ashen with anger.

He quickly picked up the whip and hit Zhao Yan.

"You bastard, are you trying to kill our Zhao family? Zhao Jingxue was stupid and inferior in skills, and now she's dead...she deserves it."

"If you keep talking nonsense, I'll beat you to death today..."

Zhao Yan was whipped several times, but he still refused to give in.

"Father, even if you kill me today, I will not give up and avenge my sister."

"Wait, as long as I'm not dead, one day I will kill that demon concubine and make her pay for my sister's crime."

Zhao Che beat Zhao Yan until his skin was torn and flesh was exposed, but he still did not let him give in.

His eyes turned black with anger.

The eldest brother, Zhao Peng, quickly stopped Zhao Che: "Father, my second brother is angry because of Xue'er's death. If you calm him down, he will understand the seriousness of the matter."

Zhao Yan straightened his back and knelt on the ground. He looked up at Zhao Che with a burning gaze: "I want to go back and see my sister off."

"Father, please let me see my sister one last time."

He and Zhao Jingxue had a close relationship since childhood. He often took Zhao Jingxue to collect bird eggs and play snowball fights...

He could no longer hold back his tears, which flowed down his face.

Zhao Che's eyes were also filled with grief.

He is the commander-in-chief and is responsible for guarding the border, so he naturally cannot leave here easily.

He took a deep breath and waved his hand: "Forget it, if you want to go back, go back. Just one thing, don't cause any trouble..."

"Don't offend Imperial Concubine Yu. Yan'er, you're already an adult, you should know what's important. Your sister's death is not a big deal, but don't let the hundreds of people in our Zhao family be implicated. The Emperor was not at fault in Xue'er's matter, and on the contrary, he showed us the Zhao family mercy, for which we should be grateful. Imperial Concubine Yu was not at fault either, she was still a victim... Our Zhao family was in the wrong this time. Do you understand..."

After Zhao Che finished speaking, he couldn't help but cover his chest and coughed heart-wrenchingly for a long time.

When he finished coughing, a streak of bright red blood appeared on his palm.

The two sons of the Zhao family were filled with panic and quickly called for a military doctor.

The military doctor came over to take my pulse and said it was just a heart attack caused by anger and it was nothing serious.

Zhao Yan looked at his father who seemed to have aged more than ten years in an instant. With sore eyes, he knelt down. He kowtowed to Zhao Che and repeatedly assured him that he would not act impulsively and would not implicate anyone in the Zhao family.

Only then did Zhao Che feel relieved.

Zhao Yan asked Zhao Peng to take good care of his father, then he got up from the ground, left the military camp, and rode back to Kyoto at full speed.

On the first day he returned to Kyoto, someone sent him a letter and invited him to a restaurant to talk.

Zhao Yan dismissed his attendants and secretly went to the appointment.

No one knew who asked him out or what they discussed in the box.

Two hours later, when Zhao Yan came out, his eyes were red and he looked extremely miserable.

Han Mubai happened to be discussing something with someone in the restaurant, so he naturally recognized Zhao Yan.

He frowned slightly, and a hint of conspiracy was keenly caught by him.

He had just returned to the Han Mansion when he received an anonymous letter.

Zhou Lingge was mentioned above.

His heart tightened.

The next day, he went to the appointment in a low-key manner. It was still the same restaurant, and the private room was exactly the same as the one Zhao Yan had met in.

Han Mubai narrowed his eyes meaningfully.

He remained calm and followed the servant into the box.

There was a woman with her face covered with a veil sitting in the box.

She was dressed in brocade and had an extraordinary temperament. Her eyes were misty and flowing with a faint spring light as she looked at Han Mubai.

Han Mubai looked at those eyes and was slightly stunned.

These eyes look so much like Zhou Lingge's.

He almost subconsciously blurted out the word "song".

But he knew that Zhou Lingge would never leave the palace, let alone come to see him in this way.

The joy in his eyes suddenly disappeared.

A layer of frost appeared on his face.

"Excuse me, young lady...why are you being so mysterious?"

"What do you want?"

The woman curved her eyebrows and smiled gently at Han Mubai.

She reached out and poured him a cup of tea.

"Master Han, there's no need to be so alert. I just admire you..."