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Master, no! - Chapter 169 Execution of the Lecherous Thief at the Meridian Gate 

"Oh?" I looked up at my third brother with slight surprise. "What do you mean by threat?"
"Xi'er, wait a moment, I'll tell you about these things later." Third Brother patted my shoulder reassuringly. Before I could speak, a soldier came to report that the execution platform had been built and all the troops were ready. Third Brother turned to look at the sundial on the east side of the Meridian Gate Square, and I turned my head with him. It was already a quarter past noon.
"Soldiers, prepare yourselves, open the Vermilion Bird Gate." I only just noticed that my third brother was wearing a silver-white prince's robe and a golden prince's crown. If I remember correctly, only the crown prince is allowed to dress like this. He calmly gave the order, and he already exuded an aura of imperial authority.
The soldiers obeyed and ran to the side. The Vermilion Bird Gate was slowly opened. My third brother called over a soldier and gave him a few instructions. The soldier immediately grabbed my Zhuifeng and ran towards the side gate on the west side of the Meridian Gate Square.
Third Brother held my hand and said, "Xi'er, today's situation is really dangerous. Sit next to me and don't move no matter what happens."
"Okay," I said, lowering my eyes. Looking around at the pursuers, and with Zhui Feng already taken away, if I couldn't save the lecherous thief—I touched the soft sword at my waist. This weapon, though seemingly flexible, could cut through iron like mud; ending my life would be a matter of moments.
Not long after my third brother and I arrived at the execution platform, the soldier who had just left ran back, holding a red veil in his hands. My third brother took it and turned to cover my face with it. He looked at my face and reached out to touch my forehead, but I turned away.
"How's the injury on your forehead?"
"It's just a minor injury, Third Brother, don't worry about it."
"Xi'er, why must you..."
Before he could finish speaking, I turned to look at the platform; the executioner had already arrived. My heart began to pound wildly.
The Vermilion Bird Gate was fully open. Two rows of soldiers stood inside and outside the gate, blocking the civilians who wanted to rush in to see what was happening. Outside, there was a great deal of noise and people; it seemed there were many. A soldier ran to the gate and shouted, "Silence!" It was as if he used his inner strength, and the noise outside gradually stopped.
"Bring in the criminal." The third brother sitting next to me spoke with a voice as elegant and pleasant as gold and jade, but to my ears it sounded incredibly terrifying and ferocious. The side door on the east side creaked open, followed by the sound of chains being dragged. I turned to look and saw a lecherous thief wearing a human skin mask slowly walking in, escorted by two soldiers.
He looked exhausted, but he still walked with his back straight. He wore wooden shackles on his hands and dragged heavy leg irons under his feet. His clothes were covered in tattered red welts. I forced back the tears welling up in my eyes and clenched my fists to keep myself from rushing forward. He had just been injured the night before last; otherwise, he wouldn't have been captured so easily. He looked like he was seriously injured now.
The lecherous thief saw me as he approached the execution ground. His gaze flickered for only a moment, perhaps a meeting of minds, which I happened to catch. It was a deep look, containing so many emotions. Today, I came wearing the wedding dress he had prepared. Did he know my resolve?
The lecherous thief turned around and, led by a soldier, went up to the platform. He was pushed to kneel beside the executioner's bench. A eunuch-looking man stood up from the other side of the third brother and began to announce the Grand Preceptor's crimes. The lecherous thief, who had been forced to lower his head, suddenly raised his head and looked at me as if he were saying something. I tried my best to look at him, but I felt that it was a warning, though I had no idea what it was warning me about.
The lecherous thief was kicked to the ground by a soldier behind him, but because he was wearing wooden shackles, he only swayed and leaned to one side. After struggling to his feet, he gently shook his head at me, and then a trickle of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. Suddenly, the noise outside became deafening. I almost couldn't resist rushing out; the anger in my heart was driving me almost mad. The lecherous thief was already injured, and he had probably been tortured yesterday. How could they be so cruel? The lecherous thief had only ever been a pawn in this war for the throne. Now, was it really necessary to be so heartless to him?!
"What is it, Grand Preceptor? What do you wish to tell me?" Third Brother rose gracefully, hands behind his back, and approached the lecherous thief. The eunuch with the hoarse voice had already finished reading the charges. Third Brother leaned over the lecherous thief, and from my perspective, the thief's body was completely obscured.
Everyone fell silent. I couldn't see the lecher's expression, nor could I hear what he was saying. I only saw Third Brother lower his head and continue, "It's time to reveal the Imperial Advisor's other identity. Since you've made such a plan, you should be prepared for this day."
After saying that, the third brother suddenly realized and said, "Oh, right, you were also acupunctured." He tapped the man's body twice with his fingers, and the lecherous thief swayed. His voice, neither too loud nor too soft, came over, "The victor is king, the loser is villain. It's no wonder that Yan fell into the hands of the Third Prince."
"Haha, not bad, Young Master Zuo is a straightforward man. Even when you're about to die, you should still show your true face."
"Why bother? Appearances are just a shell; after all, everyone's dead. What difference does it make what their face looks like?" The lecherous thief spoke in his own voice, unhurried and deliberate, as if discussing where to go for flowers and wine. Did Third Brother know his true identity?
"No, no, since he's about to die, it's even worse if he dies without knowing why." After saying that, Third Brother stretched out his hand. From my perspective, I only saw his hand brush against the lecher's face before he turned and returned to the display stand. The lecher's human skin mask had already been removed.
"Remove the shackles and bring him to the execution platform!" shouted the eunuch on the side. The lecherous thief's shackles were removed, and he was forced to kneel in front of the executioner. The crowd outside gasped. The lecherous thief looked terrible, but his stunningly handsome face was still breathtaking.
Third Brother sat down in the middle of the execution platform, drew out the command token, and then picked up a vermilion brush to draw a circle. Just as he was about to throw it down, he heard someone outside shout, "It's Doctor Zuo! The kind man who treats us poor people!"
"Dr. Zuo!"
"Don't kill Doctor Zuo!"
The crowd outside began to stir, and the soldiers drew their swords and assumed defensive stances. But the lecherous thief suddenly burst into laughter.

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