Wang Biao felt Zhu Gang’s torch-like gaze, which was like two blazing tongues of fire, shooting straight at him.

All the hairs on his body stood up instantly and his body trembled slightly involuntarily.

The anger and pressure contained in that look were like an invisible mountain, pressing Wang Biao so hard that he couldn’t breathe.

He knew clearly that the Prince of Jin was furious at the sudden arrival of the Crown Prince and others, and as the person supervising the execution, he was undoubtedly at the center of the storm.

Thinking of this, Wang Biao subconsciously lowered his head, as if this could help him avoid Zhu Gang’s extremely murderous gaze.

I saw that his head was hung very low, with his chin almost touching his chest.

At the same time, Wang Biao stared at the frozen hard soil on the ground, not daring to move up at all.

He was afraid that the moment he looked into Zhu Gang’s eyes, he would incur even more intense anger.

His heart was beating like a drum, hitting his chest “boom, boom, boom”, as if it was about to break free and jump out.

His breathing also became rapid and disordered, and the white air he exhaled quickly dissipated in front of his eyes.

Wang Biao clenched his hands into fists, and the veins on the back of his hands bulged.

His nails dug deep into his palms, leaving crescent-shaped marks, but he was completely unaware.

In this icy and snowy environment, Wang Biao’s back was already soaked with sweat.

The icy chill ran up his spine, making him shiver.

At the same time, a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on Wang Biao’s forehead as if under a spell.

Every drop of sweat was crystal clear, flickering a faint light under the dim sky.

In this cold winter, there is ice and snow all around, and the breath you exhale turns to frost in an instant.

This layer of sweat beads seemed particularly abrupt, as if they were an alien that shouldn’t appear in such severe cold.

Wang Biao unconsciously clenched the hilt of the sword at his waist with both hands, and his knuckles turned white due to the force.

The hilt of the sword seemed to sense the tension and panic in its owner’s heart as he gripped it tightly.

Wang Biao was secretly groaning in his heart, as if there were millions of ants gnawing at him.

He knew the temper of the Prince of Jin very well: since the execution was interrupted by the Crown Prince, Zhu Gang would definitely vent his anger on him, and he was afraid that he would be in great trouble.

Various terrible consequences kept flashing through Wang Biao’s mind, and he wondered what kind of punishment would be waiting for him next?
At the same time, he felt extremely regretful in his heart, wondering why he had been involved in this storm!
Wang Biao knew very well that Zhu Gang’s anger at this moment was like a volcano about to erupt.

The suppressed anger surged in Zhu Gang’s heart like the hot magma inside a volcano, which could break through the surface at any time and cause a terrible disaster.

Zhu Gang was usually hot-tempered and acted decisively and ruthlessly.

This sudden change undoubtedly added fuel to his already burning anger.

And I may very likely become the first victim.

Wang Biao seemed to have seen that the angry “magma” was surging towards him, and everything in its path would be ruthlessly swallowed up.

I was just following orders, but in this ever-changing situation, I was pushed into such a dangerous situation.

Thinking of this, Wang Biao’s legs couldn’t help but go weak slightly, and a feeling of powerlessness and fear arose from the bottom of his heart.

Wang Biao secretly lamented in his heart that fate had played such a trick on him that he had unexpectedly fallen into such a desperate situation.

What awaits him next may be Zhu Gang’s severe punishment like a storm, and he will be powerless to resist.

Seeing Wang Biao’s frightened look, the whole person trembled like a fallen leaf in the autumn wind.

His eyes were filled with fear and helplessness, but Zhu Gang inexplicably felt a sense of pleasure in his heart.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a meaningful smile, which seemed particularly strange in this snowy atmosphere.

Zhu Gang slowly raised his hand and gently patted Wang Biao on the shoulder. The seemingly casual action made Wang Biao’s body suddenly stiffen, as if a current was injected into him.

“Don’t be afraid.”

Zhu Gang lowered his voice, with an elusive soothing tone in his voice.

These two simple words hit Wang Biao’s heart like a heavy hammer.

Wang Biao had no idea what kind of calculations were hidden behind Prince Jin’s smile.

But he could feel that this would never be simple comfort.

After taking this pat, Zhu Gang said no more. He turned around and walked towards Zhu Biao and Zhu Di with steady and powerful steps.

The cold wind howled, making his cloak flutter like a black flag.

At this moment, Zhu Gang’s face instantly changed into an expression that seemed submissive but also slightly stubborn, and a complex light flashed in his eyes.

He was unwilling to be interrupted in his execution, but he also had to endure having to restrain his edge when facing his brother.

Every step Zhu Gang took was firm and full of energy, as if he was announcing to everyone present: Even when facing the Crown Prince and the Prince of Yan, he would never be easily suppressed.

“Big Brother, Fourth Brother, why didn’t you tell me in advance why you brought so many people to see me?”

Seeing Zhu Gang smiling, Zhu Biao, who looked a little unhappy, frowned and asked, “Third brother, what crime did Zhang Changshi commit? Why do you want to put him to death?”

The meaningful smile on Zhu Gang’s face gradually faded, just like the warm sun that appears briefly in winter but quickly disappears.

As he moved forward, the lines on his face began to become increasingly stern.

The corners of his mouth turned down slightly, and the remaining smile disappeared completely.

At the same time, Zhu Gang’s eyes became extremely cold, as if a layer of solid ice was quickly condensing on them.

His eyes, which were already deep to begin with, now looked like two bottomless cold pools, exuding a bone-chilling chill.

That cold gaze was directed straight at Zhu Biao and Zhu Di in front of him, without a trace of warmth.

Under the gaze of such cold eyes, the air around seemed to drop to freezing point in an instant.

There was a tense atmosphere in the air, which made people shudder.

It seemed as if a fierce conflict would break out on this icy and snowy execution ground in the next moment.

“Brother, the crimes committed by Zhang Changshi include at least deceiving his superiors and his subordinates and secretly meeting with traitors.

If I don’t punish them severely, others will follow suit. How can I manage the palace?”

Hearing Zhu Gang talking about the seriousness of the matter, Zhu Di, who was standing not far away, asked: “Third brother, the chief officials appointed by the court in various princely palaces are basically fifth-rank officials.

If there is no solid evidence, we as vassal kings do not have the power to punish the chief historian of the palace.”

Zhu Gang said solemnly: “Fourth brother, don’t worry!
Since I have imposed such harsh punishment on Zhang Changshi, I must have obtained irrefutable evidence to convict him.”

Looking at Zhu Gang’s confident face, his expression seemed to indicate that everything he did was reasonable.

Zhu Biao, the crown prince of the Ming Dynasty, suddenly became serious in expression.

I saw him frowning slightly, with his thick eyebrows tightly twisted together.

It is like a tightly locked mountain, exuding a majesty that cannot be underestimated.

The hint of anxiety in Zhu Biao’s eyes was now replaced by deeper worry and scrutiny.

(End of this chapter)