As Princess Nanzhang fainted, Mrs. Zhao hurriedly called someone to carry her back.
By the time Princess Nanzhang woke up, it was already evening.
On that late night, just after the Princess Consort coaxed the Little Princess to sleep, Princess Nanzhang had come to kneel in the courtyard again.
Weeping bitterly, she begged the Princess Consort and the Ministry of Justice to say a word to let her see Xie Jingchuan one more time.
The Princess Consort ignored her.
In a blink of an eye, three days passed.
On this day, the sky was gloomy; it was the day Xie Jingchuan was to be executed in public.
At West Street Vegetable Market, crowds of people gathered layer upon layer.
For the traitor to the nation, his death is not lamented!
But compared to Xie Jingchuan, people were more eager to see Duke Chong executed.
After all, Xie Jingchuan failed.
Yet Duke Chong, with his same treacherous ambition, succeeded and even thrived for over ten years!
