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Everyone looked at each other, and Yun Kexin remained silent for a long time before saying, "What does he want to see me for?"
"I don't know," Yun Yang shook his head calmly. "Father only promised to pass on the message and didn't guarantee anything. Xin'er can decide for herself."
"I'm not going!" Yun Kexin replied quickly.
"Xin'er, the Heir Apparent has not wronged you," Second Madam said, smoothing Yun Kexin's hair gently.
Not wronged me? Yun Kexin almost laughed coldly.
"I'll go with you," Feng Yinxiao took Yun Kexin's hand and said softly, "The Fu Family is now destroyed, and Fu Yihang must be in despair, so he won't foolishly scheme anything. I just guess he might have something he wants to tell you in person."
"Yes, Fu Yihang also has important things to say," Yun Yang added.
Yun Kexin recalled that ever since she personally went to the Han Wang Mansion to ask Fu Yihang not to treat Yun Ran with that perverse method of revenge, which had caused unrest in the Yan Guogong Mansion, Fu Yihang indeed listened to her and did not do anything outrageous again. At least Yun Ran was no longer bothering her at the Yan Guogong Mansion.
Since he had rarely respected her once, she would return this favor: what could a dying person possibly hold against her? Moreover, since he had his adoptive father convey that "there's something to discuss," it wouldn't hurt to meet him. If it turned out to be something like a confession or a complaint, she would turn around and leave immediately.
"Alright, I'll go," Yun Kexin finally blinked and said, "Feng Yinxiao, you come with me."
"I'll go with you both," Yun Yang interjected, then turned to the Yue Clan and Yun Ke. "Second Sister-in-law. Nephew, you've been tired from all this; there's no need for you to go along. With Third Brother and Seventh Uncle here, Seventh Aunt will be fine."
Second Madam and Yun Ke both nodded, giving a few reminders before sending the three of them to the gate of the Guogong Mansion before returning home. Upon entering the Ministry of Justice Prison, when Yun Kexin stood outside the iron bars looking at the once proud and domineering Fu Family Member who now curled up in a corner like a stray dog, she felt an indescribable satisfaction and revenge. However, thinking of how her brother was also framed by treacherous people in her previous life and ended up imprisoned without knowing what kind of situation he faced made her heart suddenly heavy. She wanted to know how her brother was framed and how it implicated the Yun family in her past life, but these truths seemed destined to be buried along with the fall of the Fu Family. She felt so unwilling!
While Yun Kexin was lost in thought, she didn't notice a disheveled figure rushing over. Supporting herself against the railing, she shouted at Feng Yinxiao, "Big Brother, you're here! Quickly tell Lord Yun that I haven't done anything! The matters of the Fu Family have nothing to do with me! Please spare me! Spare me..."
"How dare you say you've done nothing?" Feng Yinxiao's eyes flashed with a sharp light. "Isn't it you who served those bowls of poisoned medicine to Mother? You ungrateful wretches!"
Feng Yulu stared wide-eyed in terror, licking her dry lips. Trembling, she said:
"What? He, he has already..." Feng Yulu cried out, "This heartless thing, it was clearly him who sent me to deliver it, but in the end, he pushed everything onto me. Brother, you have to believe me, I was forced, forced! If you don't believe me, bring my brother here, and I will confront him."
Feng Yinxiao looked coldly at the disheveled Feng Yulu, feeling a chill in his heart: they were family, why treat each other this way with deceit and trampling? It was true that like mother, like child. He interrupted with a cold smile, "I'm afraid there won't be a chance. The head of Feng Yinfai is already offered at my mother's grave; we just need one more."
Feng Yulu was taken aback, instinctively shaking her head and retreating. She soon fainted without anyone to help her. Fu Yihang approached, silently staring at her for a moment before disdainfully walking past her to the prison door, gripping the iron bars with both hands. "Lord Yun, Commander, may I speak with my cousin alone?"
Feng Yinxiao looked at the once spirited and handsome Han Wangfu Heir Apparent, now dressed in prison clothes and speaking humbly. He sighed inwardly at how much the world could change. He glanced at Yun Yang and then at Yun Kexin, seeking their opinions. Yun Yang remained silent and only looked at Yun Kexin.
"Let him," Yun Kexin said indifferently.
However, Fu Yihang's eyes sparkled with determination. Moments later, when Yun Yang ordered the jailer to open the cell door, he disregarded the sharp shouts and mockery from Fu Yueze, Wang Ling, and Fu Lianyin, resolutely stepping out of the prison. Under the jailer's guidance, he entered another cell; Fu Yihang and Yun Kexin followed suit and closed the door gently behind them.
"Lord Yun, you should go back first; I will guard this place."
"Be careful," Yun Yang instructed. "Though you are a prisoner now, no one knows what might happen next. I've seen many desperate people."
Feng Yinxiao nodded solemnly and turned around to stand straight, closely watching the movements inside.
Inside the cell, Fu Yihang and Yun Kexin sat across from each other at a table.
"Speak quickly if you have something to say," Yun Kexin glanced briefly at Fu Yihang, then turned her face away, unwilling to make eye contact. She coldly said, "Don't tell me you brought me here just to sit here stupidly."
She was actually hoping he would mention whether Fu Yueheng had framed Yun Ke, seeking answers for how her brother's involvement led to the downfall of the Yun Clan in her previous life.
"Yes, I just want to sit here calmly with my cousin and take a good look at you because there won't be another chance after this."
Yun Kexin stood up to leave, but was quickly grabbed by the sleeve by Fu Yihang. She turned her head, her sharp gaze darting between Fu Yihang and the sleeve he held, causing him to withdraw his hand in disappointment.
“As a Fu Family Member, I have not been able to become a complete Fu Family Member,” Fu Yihang said as Yun Kexin sat back down, trying to relax. “Yun Kexin, I just want to know, why do you hate me so much? I believe I have done nothing wrong to you or to the Yun Clan.”
“It’s nothing,” Yun Kexin replied dismissively. “Some people's faces are just inherently annoying.”
Fu Yihang forced a smile and asked again, “Is that all?”
“That's it.” Yun Kexin frowned, her eyes fixed on a point on the table, her expression dark and her voice impatient as she spoke.
Even though Yun Kexin seemed ready to leave and didn’t want to look at Fu Yihang again, his eyes remained on her. He parted his lips and said, “Yun Kexin, do you know that Uncle once wanted me to deceive you into giving me something? But I never did that.”
A jolt ran through Yun Kexin, and she suddenly looked up at Fu Yihang, but her face showed no emotion; she merely perked up her ears, waiting for more. Outside, Feng Yinxiao sensed the tense atmosphere in the room and tightened his grip on the sword at his waist.
Fu Yihang’s voice seemed to come from far away: “Uncle once wanted me to go to Yun Ke and get something—a Military Seal. When I asked Uncle what it was for, he wouldn’t say, only that it had important uses. If I couldn’t get it, I should deceive you; if I couldn’t deceive you, then steal it.” Fu Yihang, feeling ashamed, turned his face away from Yun Kexin, lowering his voice. “Later, I tentatively asked Father and learned that the Military Seal is extremely important. If lost, one could lose their official position. More importantly, if someone were to tamper with military routes using that person’s Military Seal, it would create a false impression of treason. That person would never be able to clear their name.”
Slowly rising from her chair, Yun Kexin stared wide-eyed, her beautiful face turning pale as she trembled: yes, she clearly remembered that in her past life, Fu Yihang indeed had incited her to go to Yun Ke to get a “new toy.” She didn’t understand what it was; she only went to Yun Ke and subtly asked for it based on Fu Yihang’s description.
Although Yun Ke refused, he still allowed her a glance inside the room. When she got the seal and her brother temporarily left, she sneaked out of the room to hand it over to Fu Yihang. He had taken out a forged seal he had prepared in advance and given it to her, instructing her to return it so that no one would notice when she swapped them back. This incident happened just two days before her wedding. Fu Yueheng must have forged the military route during the crisis when the Tatar invaded Taihe, using Yun Ke’s Military Seal…
It was her; it was her ignorance that led to the death of Yun Ke! It was she who indirectly caused his death by exploiting her brother’s love and trust! A thousand arrows pierced through her heart; the pain was unbearable as everything before her blurred and tears streamed uncontrollably down her face.
“Yun Kexin, what’s wrong?” Seeing tears streaming down Yun Kexin’s face while she struggled to suppress her cries and appeared very agitated, Fu Yihang hurriedly stood up to support her. “Come on, sit down—”
“Fu Yihang, I will kill you! Kill you!” With a sudden burst of energy, Yun Kexin grabbed both hands around Fu Yihang’s neck with all her strength, her face growing increasingly pale.
Her loud scream startled Feng Yinxiao. The door was kicked open; upon seeing that Yun Kexin was about to strangle Fu Yihang, he was alarmed and quickly rushed forward—one arm wrapped around Yun Kexin’s waist while the other tried to pull at her stiff arms.
“Commander, don’t, don’t stop her,” Fu Yihang’s face turned a deep purple as he spoke without flinching, “Let her kill me. I would rather die at Yun Kexin’s hands than share the execution ground with a Fu Family Member.”
“If you want to die, then die. Don’t ruin Yun Kexin’s reputation,” Feng Yinxiao shouted angrily, still trying to coax Yun Kexin beside her, “Yun Kexin, let go. If you can’t wait for Fu Yihang to die, then I’ll do it myself.”
“No, no,” Fu Yihang struggled to say, “This is my debt to Yun Kexin.”
Yun Kexin slowly loosened her grip as if all her strength had been drained away, collapsing into Feng Yinxiao’s arms. Feng Yinxiao kicked Fu Yihang away and held Yun Kexin tightly, gently comforting her.
Fu Yihang leaned against the wall, gasping for breath and coughing. Then he looked at the two embracing each other with infinite desolation. He pulled out a porcelain bottle from his pocket, removed the cork, and drank it all in one go. Before long, Fu Yihang curled up on the ground, rolling in agony and letting out painful groans.
“Yun Kexin, Yun Kexin,” Fu Yihang reached out his hand, waving in pain and saying, “No matter how far apart we are in time or distance, no matter how much hatred you have for me, I have always liked you.”
Then his gaze became unfocused, his pupils dilated, and his voice grew weaker until it completely faded away.
Yun Kexin could no longer hold back and burst into loud cries in Feng Yinxiao’s embrace. It was the most heart-wrenching cry she had since her rebirth.
“Yun Kexin, let’s go home,” Feng Yinxiao said with a pained heart as she picked up Yun Kexin horizontally and rushed out of the cell like the wind, heading straight for Duke of Yan's Residence... (To be continued...)
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