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The day before, he had submitted a memorial, and now, just a day later, he unexpectedly appeared near Jingjing City, with Qi Xiaomian also among the disaster relief returnees—only he was confined in a Prison Cart.
It was early spring, and while it wasn't freezing cold, it was still quite chilly. Qin Junyong didn't even allow Qi Xiaomian to wear an inner garment. Bare-chested and shackled, Qi Xiaomian bore numerous whip marks on his body that had not been treated. Fortunately, the low temperature prevented bacteria from festering; otherwise, just the sight of his wounds could have tortured him half to death.
Qin Junyong had already arranged for people in the city to spread tales of his achievements during the disaster relief efforts and to vilify Qi Xiaomian. He had expected to enter the city with pride, hearing cheers from the common folk in his favor and curses directed at Qi Xiaomian. However, the reality was different; although there were many onlookers by the streets, no one spoke a word.
Everyone looked at the Third Prince and Qi Xiaomian with complex expressions. When their gazes fell upon Qi Xiaomian's scars, many displayed looks of pity. Qin Junyong was evidently displeased with this silence and deliberately steered his horse closer to Boss Sang.
When Qi Shuo's group appeared outside the city, he received news of the situation and immediately wanted to rush out to rescue Qi Xiaomian. However, Huo Qi stopped him, saying, "You fool! Your Marquis has a plan in mind; don't act impulsively and ruin it."
When had their Marquis ever suffered such humiliation? To achieve his goals, there must be more than one way. After all, he was just a Third Prince; Qilang alone could hold them off. Why hadn’t he acted? And now, why was there no news?
Huo Qi wasn’t worried at all; he laughed and said, "The Third Prince is a royal; he must have provoked your Marquis severely. That's why your Marquis is willing to take such risks. The Third Prince's fate will likely be worse than that of the previous two."
As they spoke, they heard the sound of the procession approaching. Sang Qingxiao caught sight of Qi Xiaomian sitting in the Prison Cart and immediately shot a glare at Qin Junyong.
Nearby, Huo Qi chuckled softly, "Look at him covered in wounds; it really does look quite dramatic."
Qi Shuo retorted indignantly, "He's not even his real father! He calls him 'father' but is separated by a layer of distance. Even at this moment, he can still laugh repeatedly."
Huo Qi raised his hand and smacked him on the back of the head. "With your Marquis's physique, ordinary blades can't even cut through him; let alone whips! Didn't he just give us a look? Why are you still fretting over it?"
The two were quietly bickering inside a Small Tavern when suddenly the procession came to an abrupt halt outside.
Cai Zhuo rode over to intercept them. Upon seeing Qi Xiaomian's condition, he felt something was amiss and glanced at the oblivious Third Prince who had caused this trouble. When he spoke again, his tone lost some of its previous respect.
"Your Highness, His Majesty has decreed that Yongxin Marquis is to be handed over to the Ministry of Justice."
Qin Junyong was displeased. "How can we hand him over to the Ministry of Justice? I captured him; why should they share in my credit?"
"Your Highness!" Cai Zhuo warned sharply. "How foolish! Things have come to this point and you’re still thinking about credit!"
Cai Zhuo’s gaze was stern as he continued, "Your Highness, regarding Yongxin Marquis's matter, we need to investigate thoroughly. His Majesty has ordered you to return to the palace immediately! There must be no delay!"
Qin Junyong dared not defy him but felt anger rising within him. As Qi Xiaomian’s cart was about to pass him on its way to the Ministry of Justice, he suddenly drew out a whip from his waist in an attempt to vent his frustration once more but was swiftly stopped by Cai Zhuo.
"Cai! How dare you!"
Your Highness! His Majesty and the entire court of civil and military officials are waiting for you in the hall!
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