Chapter 925
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"The officials I hired for this rebellion are all ambitious. There's no need to hesitate. Kill them all. Although I used them for this rebellion, if I succeed, I definitely won't put them in important positions. Their crimes are unforgivable!" Yan Qiuyu's expression was cold.
"I knew I would fail, so I didn't tell anyone in the Yan Clan, including my children. I didn't let them know! It was all my own doing! "Yan Qiuyu said again.
The hundred Yan Clan members looked at Yan Qiuyu with complicated expressions.
"Father!" Yan Qiuyu's children cried and knelt down.
Yan Qiuyu looked at her children with kindness in her eyes.
He turned to look at Yan Chuan again and took out a letter from his bosom. It was sealed with wax. "To my son, Wudi."
"I have one last request, Your Majesty!" Yan Qiuyu said solemnly.
"Speak!" Yan Chuan said in a low voice.
"This is my will to my son, Yan Wudi. When Wudi returns, I beg Your Majesty to give it to him!" Yan Qiuyu said solemnly.
Yan Qiuyu's eyes moistened as she read the letter, as if it was her last hope.
Liu Jin went to take the letter.
Yan Qiuyu looked at Liu Jin and didn't say anything else. Instead, she said bitterly.
"Yan Qiuyu deserves death for seizing the throne. Your Majesty, please punish me!" Yan Qiuyu bowed respectfully.
Yan Qiuyu's children came forward on their knees after she finished speaking.
"Your Majesty, please spare my father's life. We are willing to accept the punishment on his behalf!"
"Your Majesty, please spare my father's life for the sake of us being blood relatives!"
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Yan Qiuyu's children cried and pleaded.
Some of the Yan Clan members looked at them with pity.
"Your Majesty, Yan Qiuyu is guilty, but Yan Qiuyu has also helped Your Majesty uncover the black sheep of Dazhen. Please spare her life and banish her from Dazhen!" A Yan Clan member pleaded.
"Your Majesty, after all, Yan Qiuyu …!" Another member of the Yan Clan pitied her.
At this time, Liu Gang suddenly stepped forward.
"Reporting to Your Majesty, Yan Qiuyu attempted to usurp the throne. Her crime is unpardonable and should be executed!" Liu Gang shouted.
"Yan Qiuyu should be executed!" A group of courtiers shouted.
"Your Majesty, Yan Qiu Yu is still your blood relative!" Another Yan Clan relative pleaded.
"Your Majesty, you can cripple Yan Qiuyu's cultivation and expel him from Great Zhen. I beg Your Majesty to be lenient!" Another Yan Clan relative knelt down.
Several Yan Clan relatives knelt down.
Liu Gang's eyes turned cold as he spoke again in a clear voice, "Your Majesty, Yan Qiuyu's crimes are unpardonable and the law is merciless. She must be executed for plotting to usurp the throne. Otherwise, what is the use of Da Zhen's laws? How was he going to intimidate the world in the future? Moreover, the Yan Clan clansmen who supported Yan Qiuyu that day are also guilty and must be punished! "
"Your Majesty, please execute Yan Qiuyu and show us the proper punishment!" The courtiers shouted in unison.
The leaders of the Yan Clan clansmen took a deep breath.
"Your Majesty, regardless of the family law or national law, Yan Qiuyu should be executed for his crimes!" A Yan Clan elder shouted.
The courtiers all looked at Yan Chuan. Even Yan Qiuyu was looking at Yan Chuan, waiting for Yan Chuan to make a decision.
The great hall was silent. Yan Chuan remained silent.
After a moment of silence, Yan Chuan said, "Yan Qiuyu attempted to usurp the throne. She must be executed!"
"May Your Majesty live for ten thousand years!" The courtiers immediately knelt down.
"Your Majesty, please, please spare my father!"
"Your Majesty, please spare my father for the sake of my brother, Yan Wudi!"
"Your Majesty, I am willing to execute the punishment on behalf of my father. Please allow it!"
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Yan Qiuyu's sons and daughters immediately shouted.
At that moment, Yan Qiuyu did not feel sad. Instead, a trace of gratitude flashed through her eyes as she looked to Yan Chuan.
"My sons, there's no need to plead for mercy. You killed me well. I deserved to die!" Yan Qiuyu shouted.
"Father!" Everyone cried.
"Your Majesty, please grant me the Autumn Rain Sword," Yan Qiuyu said respectfully.
The Autumn Rain Sword was Yan Qiuyu's sword. Everyone seemed to have realized something.
"Allow it!" Yan Chuan said.
Liu Jin immediately took out a long sword and handed it to Yan Qiuyu.
"Father!" His sons and daughters cried.
Yan Qiuyu looked at her children with reluctance. Then, she looked at the Yan Clan clansmen. A deep sense of longing flashed in her eyes.
"Your Majesty, please take care of the Yan Clan!" Yan Qiuyu shouted.
Then, the Autumn Rain Sword slashed her own neck.
"Tsk!"
With her cultivation sealed, Yan Qiuyu was no different from a mortal. She committed suicide in the Chaotian Palace.
"Clang!"
The long sword fell to the ground. Yan Qiuyu also collapsed.
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