[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-memoirs-of-the-heavenly-khagan":3,"chapter-memoirs-of-the-heavenly-khagan-memoirs-of-the-heavenly-khagan-chapter-35":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Memoirs of the Heavenly Khagan",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2311753,4516,"Chapter 35: You","memoirs-of-the-heavenly-khagan-chapter-35",35,"\u003Cp>Xiurong County City.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Er Zhu Zhao was carried into the Er Zhu residence, where Er Zhu Rong stood on the outer corridor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Uncle, you must avenge me!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Er Zhu clan youths who had been punished by Wei Qingbin now knelt in the courtyard, stripped of their former arrogance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Er Zhu Rong ignored Er Zhu Zhao and looked at the group of Er Zhu youths, their faces like mourners, and asked:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do you feel wronged?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Led by Er Zhu Dulu, they all nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Feel wronged? Bury it!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The long-suppressed fury in Er Zhu Rong’s heart erupted at last.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ve warned you repeatedly—this isn’t Bei Xiurong. Shed that Hu Ren stench, or you’ll make us a laughingstock.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The group lowered their heads.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’ve been reckless all along, got caught red-handed, and brought me this much shame. Before long, all of Luoyangcheng will know what kind of scum the Er Zhu clan produces!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Clan Chief, we know our mistake!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“All of you are confined to your homes. No more going out to cause trouble!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Er Zhu youths bowed and left, leaving only Er Zhu Zhao behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Er Zhu Rong descended the corridor, wooden sandals clacking, and stood beside Er Zhu Zhao, staring at his bloodied buttocks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Does it hurt?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Er Zhu Rong’s question unlocked a flood of bitterness in Er Zhu Zhao’s heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Uncle, that bastard Li Shuang framed me for everything he did! That old dog Wei Qingbin is shielding him! I’m sure they’re in cahoots, plotting against our Er Zhu clan!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Er Zhu Rong’s gaze grew colder as he listened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Looks like you haven’t suffered enough!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Er Zhu Zhao froze, then heard Er Zhu Rong issue his order.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Twenty more military lashes!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Qihu warriors beside Er Zhu Rong moved to carry Er Zhu Zhao away, but he barked a stop!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Right here!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If they took him away, out of Er Zhu Rong’s sight, the Qihu warriors would just swing lazily. But here, they dared not fake it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Commander, forgive us!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wait!” Er Zhu Zhao turned to Er Zhu Rong. “Uncle, why are you doing this?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Er Zhu Rong’s hawk-like eyes pinned him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I ask you—did you intend to testify at the Inspector’s mansion in Sizhou and falsely accuse your third uncle?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, but—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Er Zhu Rong cut him off, his voice heavy with meaning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“In my life, I hate traitors most of all.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the prison cell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Er Zhu Ying’e looked listless, her face pale and worn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These past days had felt like a lifetime away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though Er Zhu Ying’e, as a woman, had been given special treatment—a private cell, special meals—the prison held mostly criminals, thieves, and murderers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every night, screams echoed endlessly, like hell itself, filling Er Zhu Ying’e with dread.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Father, brother—why won’t you come save me?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Er Zhu Ying’e silently prayed, never expecting the first face to appear would be the one she least wanted to see.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Niece, missed me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the sight of Li Shuang, the hope in Er Zhu Ying’e’s eyes dimmed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why are you here?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What, you’re not happy to see me? I came specially to get you out!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Er Zhu Ying’e turned away, hugging her knees like a bullied little girl, pouting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmph, I don’t need you to save me!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Shuang clapped his hands. The jailers hurried over, faces beaming with flattery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Commander, your orders?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Open the cell door.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Er Zhu Ying’e watched as the prison door—her nightmare for days—opened easily, and Li Shuang stepped inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do as you please. You can leave anytime. The door stays open.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he spoke, Li Shuang pulled out an oil-paper parcel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Two white flour buns inside. Still warm. Eat them.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Er Zhu Ying’e recoiled, turning her head. She had no fondness for Li Shuang—the bandit who kidnapped her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’d rather die here, bash my head against the wall, than—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the oil paper opened, a rich aroma spread. Er Zhu Ying’e fell silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her face flushed. Her stomach growled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These days, she hadn’t eaten properly—exhausted in body and spirit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fine, I’ll eat one of yours.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Er Zhu Ying’e grabbed the bun, bit into it—the wheat fragrance filled her mouth. Though Bei Xiurong was remote, she’d been raised in luxury: little seafood, but plenty of mountain delicacies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>None of those delicacies compared to this simple white bun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, all the built-up grievances were released.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tears streamed down Er Zhu Ying’e’s face as she devoured the first bun in three bites, then snatched the second from Li Shuang’s hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So delicious!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Shuang smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then our old grudges are settled?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Er Zhu Ying’e wiped her tears, studying Li Shuang. Suddenly, the man she’d once found repulsive looked… handsome.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Dream on!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If not for you, I’d be an imperial consort in Luoyangcheng right now!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You owe me. Do you think two buns settle it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Er Zhu Ying’e stood, brushing dust from her clothes. In that moment, her disgrace vanished—she was once again the brightest jewel of Bei Xiurong, Princess of Er Zhu Chuan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But you didn’t want to be an imperial consort in Luoyangcheng, did you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What I don’t want is still mine,” Er Zhu Ying’e stepped forward, locking eyes with Li Shuang. “Remember—you’ll always owe me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, Er Zhu Ying’e stormed out of the cell, eager to leave it behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Shuang watched her graceful back, helplessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Has she decided to extort me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sizhou City, Inspector’s Mansion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Was Er Zhu Ying’e released?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Just taken away by Li Shuang.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside, Wei Qingbin stared at a military dispatch arriving from afar, his mood grim.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yao He, puzzled by his expression, asked:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“General, if you intended to release the Er Zhu clan youths, why did you humiliate them so harshly? Doesn’t that just invite their hatred?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Qingbin stroked his beard and sighed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I didn’t choose to release them. The situation forced my hand.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Qingbin handed the dispatch to Yao He. The moment he read it, his eyes widened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huaihuo Garrison has fallen too?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That fool Yuan Xu thought he’d reap the benefits of others’ strife. I say—he’s the fish!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Qingbin’s heart swelled with regret and rage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If His Majesty had listened to me and kept that wolf cub Yujiulu An’gui from returning north, how could the northern border now be in such chaos!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A gust of wind swept through the room, scattering papers. Wei Qingbin gazed at the curling black clouds on the horizon, feeling the chill of early spring—a bad omen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A storm is coming!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>……\u003C\u002Fp>",1076,"2026-06-20T12:30:56.711Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","adb1028376718073248919cb90cb46bf8df179d523d9c806b6cc8341cf9d0d41","memoirs-of-the-heavenly-khagan-chapter-36","memoirs-of-the-heavenly-khagan-chapter-34",211,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmemoirs-of-the-heavenly-khagan-cover.jpg"]