The Phoenix Reborn Book II

Chapter 134 Execution

“Kill him! Kill that despicable woman!”

“So much blood was shed as a result of him! Getting rid of it is a kindness to the world!”

Cheers of hatred rang out from various directions in the middle of Qinglong city, the capital of Wu Kingdom. All eyes were on the woman who was on the execution stage, emitting such a profound killing aura.

That woman's face should be so pretty, so charming. However, the blood that flowed down from the terrible wound on the forehead—the result of the stone throw of the inhabitants— made it look terrible.

The clattering of horse legs made the gate guard soldiers turn their heads. As soon as he saw the group that arrived, as well as the figure who was in the middle of the group, the soldier shouted loudly, “Emperor arrives!”

Hearing the screams, the residents who attended the execution fell silent. They quickly kneeled and kowtowed on the ground, welcoming the arrival of the kingdom leader—their savior.

On the stage opposite the execution stage, an official in charge of leading the execution stood up from his chair. He bowed respectfully and led everyone to greet, “Honor to Emperor Fenghong, may the heavens bless you with longevity.”

Hearing this, the lashes of the woman on the stage trembled. He raised his hateful gaze and murderous desire to stare at the emperor.

Dashingly the man came down from the horse, looking so different to the appearance he showed the last time the woman saw him. The greatness of an emperor's crown as well as the golden dragon-carved robe made him look so noble, completely masking the identity of the finance minister of Shi Kingdom that he had once held.

“Wu Fenghong!” growled the woman.

Yes, that man was no longer Jiang Feng, he was Wu Fenghong, the esteemed emperor of Wu Kingdom!

Seeing the figure of Wu Fenghong being so noble\, the woman growled\, “You baj*ngan! You instigated Changsheng! You made it baj*ngan brash yang—”

A slap landed on the woman's face, stopping a barrage of mockery that was just about to come out. “Shut!” snarled the executioner bravely. “Is the name of the Emperor something you can call just about anyone?!”

Wu Fenghong glanced at the woman on the stage with cold eyes, the expression on his face looking indifferent. He walked over to the woman, then stood looming before her.

“He Wudi,” called Wu Fenghong with a domineering aura enveloping him, making the woman before him put on a depressed expression. “After all that you have sacrificed, are you still not aware that the mastermind of your destruction, as well as the death of Changsheng .. is yourself?”

Wu Fenghong's words made He Wudi grit his teeth, and the woman spouted a curse, “Omong was empty! If it wasn't for you, Changsheng would still be alive! This kingdom will remain his!”

Hearing He Wudi's reply, a smile was painted on Liang Fenghong's face, a smile filled with ridicule and bitterness. “No medicine or healer can save you,” he said as he turned around. He added, “Seeing you like this .. what a relief.” The man is inward, ‘At the very least, I will not feel guilty to Changsheng.’

Seeing Wu Fenghong's departure, the official who was on the stage immediately knew about what to do. He threw an eight-inch-long wooden board to the front of the stage, a sign for the executioner to carry out his duties.

The executioner violently drew a bond in He Wudi's hand, dragged him by force to press his head onto the execution board.

“Let me go! Let go of me!” he Wudi shouted in anger. The woman glanced at Wu Fenghong who walked away leaving the execution ground. “Wu Fenghong! I curse you! I curse—!”

The sound of broken bones and torn flesh made everyone gasp. The low bang caused by the head rolling on the ground made the hair behind the necks of the spectators stand up.

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“Your Majesty!”

The shout directed at him made Wu Fenghong raise his head. He who had just arrived in front of the gate of the courtyard of the main hall of the palace found a figure running towards him.

“Shen Qingyuan,” called Wu Fenghong in a weak tone, still feeling guilty for his inability to save his best friend's family. “Execution has been implemented,” clear. “The woman is dead.”

Shen Qingyuan who originally put on a panicked face at a glance revealed a sorrowful expression. The man smiled bitterly, then shook his head quickly. “That's not important,” he said as he thrust a document before the emperor. “News from Shi.”

Wu Fenghong's forehead wrinkled, and he quickly grabbed the paper scroll. “Huang Wushuang ...,” her breath slightly restrained, “.... become empress?!”

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“I'm sure you know the continuation,” said Liang Fenghong, looking at Huang Miaoling who looked at him with a gaze full of surprise. He was sure the woman knew that Wang Chengliu was trying to take down the Huang family and take over Huang's army by getting rid of him.

‘Emperor .. Fenghong?’ inner Huang Miaoling, felt his heart racing due to the fear that was slowly arising within him. “The reason you left Shi was not only because Wang Chengliu intended to kill you, but also because you had to reclaim the throne of the Kingdom of Wu from the hands of He Wudi?” ask the woman carefully.

The nod of the head was given by Liang Fenghong, confirming Huang Miaoling's question. Although there were still many things that he missed, but he felt that it was not important.

Liang Fenghong said, “After one year, I managed to regain the throne ... but I did not manage to save you.” Both of the men's hands clenched tightly.

Huang Miaoling fell silent, recalling the last seconds of his death in his past life. “In the next life, I, Huang Miaoling, will reply to everything ..!” That was the last word he said. However, there was one other sentence whispered by his little heart. ‘Sorry, I'm no longer strong waiting.’

Dizziness attacked Huang Miaoling, making the woman touch the temple and close her eyes. His breathing was slightly hunting, accompanying his rapidly spinning mind.

“Ling’er,” call Liang Fenghong, feeling afraid of what came into the woman's mind. He stuck out his hand, but Huang Miaoling brushed it off. “Ling’er,” call him again with a pleading tone.

“Do not. Please, give ... give me time,” Huang Miaoling said as he tried to control his emotions. The woman knitted her eyebrows, remembering a dream that had slipped into her sleep. “You hurried away towards Shi after hearing the news, then with the cooperation between First Brother and yourself, you saved him ... and also—” his words stopped for a moment, “—and also what is left of me?”

At this moment, Liang Fenghong who was revealing a shocked expression. “How—” he realized something, then showed a grim face.

Seeing this, Huang Miaoling instantly understood that Liang Fenghong knew something. However, he still has a number of other questions, “Lan’er, what about it? How did you guys meet? How could he turn back time? Who is he?”

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A/N: There is a surprise