Chapter 158: Life before the Execution Ground
The Si hour is about to pass.

In the death row, Fan Xian was sitting on the bed in a daze, surrounded by thick black smoke.

Ever since he went to bed yesterday, he hasn't seen Wuzhu come to jailbreak again, and the entire death row seems exceptionally quiet.

After a while.

Fan Xian looked up at the sunlight outside the window, using it to guess what time it was.

It seems that no one will come here to save him before he is taken to the execution ground.

If Fan Xian guessed correctly, if Uncle Wu Zhu wanted to save him, he could only do so on the way to the execution ground, or at the execution ground.

However, Fan Xian felt a little unsure.

Although Uncle Wu Zhu is very powerful in martial arts and has reached the level of a grandmaster, this is Kyoto after all.

When he is taken to the execution ground, there will definitely be a large army guarding him.

In this case, it would not be easy to rescue him.

Therefore, Fan Xian also began to think at this moment that he should seize the time to cooperate when something happens.

Thinking of this, Fan Xian began to search his body repeatedly.

If I hadn't come in such a hurry this time, I would have brought more poison with me.

Later, when there is chaos, you can directly release the poison. After poisoning the people around you, you can leave quickly.

Fan Xian placed all the remaining medicine bottles on the bed and began to mix them together again to increase the lethality of the poison.

Just as he was carefully matching his clothes, he suddenly heard footsteps outside the door.

Fan Xian was shocked and immediately put the medicine bottle into his sleeve, pretending nothing had happened and sitting quietly where he was.

With a 'crunch' sound.

The door, which was originally tightly closed, was suddenly opened.

Immediately afterwards, a dozen guards with swords quickly walked into the room and stood on both sides.

After seeing the scene in front of him, Fan Xian's mind flashed with doubt.

what's the situation?
Why did someone suddenly come?

Isn't it already noon?
Has it been changed? Will he be beheaded in advance?
At this time, a man in a black cloak walked in from outside.

After the man walked into the room, he immediately waved to the guard beside him.

"Go down and wait outside the door."

"Yes!" More than a dozen guards nodded in agreement and immediately turned around and left.

Soon, Fan Xian and the man in black robe were the only ones left in the room.

The man took off his black robe, revealing Emperor Qing’s serious face.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty?"

When Fan Xian saw who was coming, he was instinctively shocked.

He didn't expect that Emperor Qing would come here.

Even though Fan Xian already knew that he was Emperor Qing's son, he still couldn't feel happy.

If you have a child but don’t raise him, you are not honoring your title as a father.

Therefore, in Fan Xian's mind, only Fan Jian was his father, and his identity as a prince was not worth mentioning at all.

After Emperor Qing took off his black robe, he put his hands behind his back and said expressionlessly:

"Do you know that you will be beheaded in one hour?"

Fan Xian nodded disapprovingly: "I know."

"so what."

Emperor Qing said: "I will ask you again, did you kill the person?"

Fan Xian glanced at Emperor Qing and asked, "I wonder what tone your Majesty is using to ask this question?"

"They are king and subject, or father and son!"

Anyway, he might die soon, so Fan Xian didn't care about so many things and just said whatever he wanted to say.

Emperor Qing was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting Fan Xian to ask this question.

King and his subjects, father and son?
The fact that these two wonderful relationships can appear in them is also quite magical.

Emperor Qing pondered for a moment and said, "Does it matter?" "I just want to know the result."

"Haha..." Fan Xian laughed bitterly and said, "Of course it doesn't matter. I'm just asking casually."

"Since Your Majesty knows, I will answer truthfully."

"I still say the same thing, I didn't kill that person!"

"I will definitely admit to anything I did, and I will never admit to anything I didn't do, even if I die."

Emperor Qing looked at Fan Xian's stern and righteous expression, and he didn't think he was lying. The last bit of doubt in his heart disappeared completely.

It was not until this moment that he completely believed that Fan Xian was framed.

Emperor Qing asked again: "Then why did you break into the palace at night?"

Fan Xian pondered for a moment and said, "Nothing, I just wanted to take a look around."

Emperor Qing laughed and said, "You broke into the palace at night because you wanted to find a key from the Queen Mother's bedroom."

"You...how do you know?" Fan Xian looked at Emperor Qing in shock.

Emperor Qing said: "You don't need to worry about how I know it, just say yes or no."

"Answer me properly, and I will spare your life."

Fan Xian glanced at Emperor Qing, stroked his chin and hesitated for a moment, then said, "Yes."

"I broke into the Queen Mother's bedroom at night just to find a key."

As expected... After hearing Fan Xian's answer, Emperor Qing finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Just last night, he suddenly figured something out.

If Fan Xian broke into the palace at night not to assassinate the Queen Mother, then what was he doing there?

Must be looking for something.

If there is anything that could be related to Fan Xian, it is indeed stored in the Queen Mother's bedroom, and that is a key.

This was left behind by Ye Qingmei.

Fan Xian broke into the Empress Dowager's bedroom at night, he must have come for this thing.

Maybe he already knows the use of this key.

When Ye Qingmei was still alive, she possessed a lot of strange and mysterious things.

As a result, after she died, those things suddenly disappeared and never appeared again.

Emperor Qing has been searching for more than ten years but still hasn't found it.

From this it can be seen that those things are on Fan Xian's body.

At this time, Emperor Qing said: "Don't worry, I won't let you die."

"In the future, I will definitely investigate thoroughly and clear your name!"

"You will just follow the guards to the execution ground later. I have already made arrangements. Someone will die for you when the time comes!"

"What...what?" Fan Xian looked incredulous.

What's the situation?
Emperor Qing is going to rescue him?

Why didn't you tell me in advance?

Fan Xian asked: "Your Majesty, what you just meant is..."

Emperor Qing waved his hand and said, "Don't ask anything, don't worry about anything, just follow the guards."

"I said I won't let you die."

As soon as he finished speaking, Emperor Qing did not stay here and turned around and left.

Fan Xian was left standing there in confusion.

at the same time.

An inn in southern Kyoto.

Jia Xu, wearing a black robe and a veil on his face, pointed to the pile of gold and silver on the table and said to the dozen strong men in front of him:
"This is half of the reward. If you complete this task, you will get the other half."

When the dozen or so strong men in the room saw the gold and silver on the table, their eyes widened and some even drooled.

Money, lots of money!
They are going to get rich this time!

(End of this chapter)