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Chapter 108 I Want to Punish Him Myself!

Chapter 108: Chapter 108 I Want to Punish Him Myself!

In fact, those with keen eyes could clearly see.

The Emperor had not spared Historian Wang.

Lately, in his official duties, Historian Wang was frequently set up to make errors.

Not only was he fined three years’ salary, but he was also punished with the "walking penalty."

This punishment meant that for three months, he was prohibited from riding in a carriage, and no matter where he went, he had to walk there!

As a historian, his role was to record significant events of the current dynasty.

He couldn’t even manage to get there in time, let alone complete his duties!

Thus, lately, Historian Wang’s life had been very bleak.

Some people began to quietly speculate in their hearts.

Could it be that Historian Wang, unable to withstand the consequences of offending the Emperor, decided to take this desperate gamble?

As he spoke out loud, was he betting that the Emperor wouldn’t demand his life?

Bai Xilie had clearly thought of this as well.

He chuckled; when not looking at his daughter, the aura of his lethal intent naturally arose.

"Since you’ve spoken to this extent, there’s no need to wait two days; I will fulfill your loyalty and courage now!"

After saying this, Bai Xilie looked towards Feng Fuce among the seats and raised his voice: "Marquis Wan! Grant him the sword!"

Feng Fuce stood up, drew the sword from his waist, and threw it in front of Historian Wang.

As the sound of "clang" resonated, the sword’s blade vibrating, everyone couldn’t help but shudder in fear.

Everyone who came to the plum banquet today had to relinquish their weapons.

Only Feng Fuce was allowed to bring a sword inside, for the purpose of protecting the Emperor at a moment’s notice.

However, little did they expect that this sword would become Historian Wang’s death warrant!

Historian Wang looked at the white blade in front of him, reflecting back his honest and righteous face, but with complex eyes.

Seeing him unmoving, Bai Xilie smiled: "What, Minister Wang, do you regret it?"

Historian Wang shook his head: "I was just thinking, to whom should I entrust the manuscript already on the table!"

"Previously believing rumors, it was my fault to the Princess, being unable to personally inscribe her name in history is my only regret!"

With this, he sighed deeply towards the sky: "Well then! I brought this upon myself and am truly unworthy of the title of historian any longer, thank you, Emperor, for the sword!"

Historian Wang directly picked it up, placing it across his neck.

Many present let out low cries.

Bai Xilie directly covered Bai Zhi’er’s eyes.

Just as Historian Wang was about to cut his own throat, suddenly a sweet and tender little voice was heard—

"Wait!"

Lord Wang opened his eyes and looked at the speaking Princess.

Bai Zhi’er raised her head, her dark eyes round and innocent: "Daddy, I want to punish him myself."

Bai Xilie was a bit surprised, yet very pleased.

His precious daughter was actually willing to personally take action to vent her anger.

Very good indeed!

"However Zhi’er wants to punish, Daddy will support you."

Bai Zhi’er jumped down from Bai Xilie’s embrace.

She walked towards Historian Wang with her tiny steps.

Those around held their breath, their expressions varied.

Bai Xuanmo, the Eldest Heir, watched with arms crossed, very much at ease.

Would the Little Ball personally plunge her sword into Lord Wang’s chest?

It was truly something to look forward to.

Feng Fuce, seeing Bai Zhi’er approaching, involuntarily took a step closer.

As if to guard against the sword in Historian Wang’s hands from harming her.

Bai Zhi’er went up to Lord Wang, her long lashes fluttering, her eyes dark and pure.

Facing such a petite, adorable, and intelligent Princess, Historian Wang only needed to meet her gaze for a moment before shame took over and he lowered his head.

The Princess was still so young, yet he had previously believed in rumors, almost ruining her life!

"Your Highness, this official is willing to die, please punish me."

He knelt on the ground and lowered his head, presenting the sword with both hands.