"Here we are! This is it..." The prison guard of the Court of Judicial Review opened the cell door and respectfully addressed Madam Fu.
"Thank you!" Madam Fu signaled the nanny beside her to reward the prison guard. She smiled and said, "You’ve worked hard. This is a token of appreciation for you."
With shackles on his legs, kneeling among the straw, missing an arm and covered in dirt, Fu Ruoxi raised his head. By the dim light in the cell, he saw his mother’s solemn features. Fu Ruoxi’s hand tightened on his knee, and his dry, cracked lips pressed together tightly.
The prison guard weighed the purse filled with silver, smiling as he tucked it into his sleeve. "What are you saying, Madam Fu! The Crown Prince has ordered us to comply. Take your time talking! I will take my leave now!"
Madam Fu nodded and smiled at the guard. She then focused her gaze on the bedraggled and one-armed Fu Ruoxi in the cell.
Madam Fu’s eyes were bloodshot. She told the nanny beside her, "Let me know if anyone comes."
"Yes!" The nanny nodded, saluted, and walked aside to wait.
Madam Fu stepped into the old room, her red eyes sharp as she stared at Fu Ruoxi.
Fu Ruoxi felt a lump in his throat, supported himself with one arm on the straw. The clinking sound of chains echoed from his feet. He lowered his eyes, not daring to look into Madam Fu’s piercing gaze, and heavily kowtowed to her.
Seeing her son’s empty sleeve, Madam Fu almost couldn’t hold back her tears. She straightened her back and tightly gripped her cane, saying, "For the Empress, you really dared to do anything! You don’t care about this old woman. You don’t care about your brothers, your nephews, not even your wife. What about your two sons? Would you let them die for the Empress too?"
Hearing Madam Fu’s angry and choked voice, Fu Ruoxi’s body hunched even lower. "Mother...the Empress, she, she is pregnant. It was I..."
Before Fu Ruoxi could finish, Madam Fu raised her cane and struck him, causing Fu Ruoxi to grunt in pain.
Tears fell from Madam Fu’s eyes like broken strings. She gritted her teeth and swung the cane again and again. Fu Ruoxi, with one hand on the ground, knelt there, clutching the straw beneath him, silently enduring the beating, nearly collapsing to the ground.
No one knew how many times Madam Fu struck Fu Ruoxi. When she could no longer lift the cane, it slipped from her trembling hand.
Madam Fu also fell to her knees, crying aloud, pounding Fu Ruoxi’s shoulder with her fists. "Have you gone insane? Do you know what will happen to our entire Fu Family if these words come out? Are you really so determined to disregard everything for that woman Zhong Shaorong? Hundreds of lives in the Fu Family and your two sons... The younger one is only six years old. What did he do wrong? Should he die for that woman? Do you really want to see our entire family, from the eighty-year-old elders to the newborn babies, all sent to the execution block just to pave the way for that woman’s future?"
Thinking of his innocent and naive younger son, Xiao Rong, Fu Ruoxi closed his eyes, feeling anguished in his heart.
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