On the wedding night, the villain husband cried and his eyes turned red

In a blink of an eye, the day of execution arrived. On the eve of the execution, Xu Shihuan secretly sent Wen Yidi back to the cell. Early the next morning, the people in the cells were taken out. The emperor ordered them to be taken to the execution ground and let them watch with their own eyes the heads of the Wen family's rebels being beheaded one by one.

Seeing the familiar faces crying, cursing, begging for mercy, and breaking down in the distance, Wen Yidi felt cold all over and felt terribly depressed.

They don't know that they are not of the Wen family. Occasionally when they met, they would touch his and Wen Yi'an's heads affectionately, then take out a few candies from their arms, take a few snacks from the table, and put them into his hands.

Wen Yi'an looked down upon these things. Wen Yidi carefully collected the candies and pastries and distributed them to the children of poor families nearby later. That way, they'd be a little nicer to the brothers.

Hearing the sobs coming from his ears, Wen Yidi gave them a hard look and told them to restrain themselves and not to anger the officers and soldiers responsible for guarding them. But as the heads fell one by one, the surviving Wen family members could no longer control themselves and burst into tears.

"Don't cry! Watch carefully!"

The leading officer and soldier roared angrily, found a long whip from nowhere, and swung it at the Wen family. This move is only for deterrence and does not mean to kill anyone. Therefore, this whip avoided the female family members, as well as Wen Yidi and Wen Yian, and fell on several Wen family shopkeepers who looked strong and healthy.

But with this whipping, not only did they not stop the crying, but they cried even harder. Seeing that the situation was about to become uncontrollable, Wen Yidi said decisively:

"If you don't want to live anymore, then don't cry here and go directly to the execution ground in front to cry. The executioner will naturally give you a good time."

"If you still want to live, just keep your mouth shut, open your eyes wide, and see what will happen to these Wen family members! Your Majesty is merciful and spared our lives, not just for them to mourn!"

In front of the Wen family shopkeeper, Wen Yidi's words still carry some weight. Seeing that Wen Yidi was angry, these people immediately calmed down, and some even turned their heads to the women who had already been married.

They were depressed and silent, watching their loved ones lose their heads in front of them, and their blood flowed into rivers. The onlookers held steaming steamed buns in their hands, dipping them in the steaming blood, and they were as happy as if they were about to celebrate the New Year.

"Eating this human blood steamed bun will cure my mother's tuberculosis!"

The young children ran home without looking back, holding steamed buns stained with human blood. He smiled happily and showed no fear of the corpse.

After the crowd dispersed, the Wen family members who were held aside and forced to watch the execution were finally released. They froze on the spot, not knowing what to do. They could only turn their heads to Wen Yidi and wait for him to make up his mind.

Wen Yidi looked at the faces of the officers and soldiers around him and said tentatively:

"My lords, with so many corpses here, it would be troublesome to clean them up. If you don't mind, you might as well let me arrange for a few people to find a place to bury these corpses."

The executioners, officers and soldiers were originally worried about how many times the corpses would have to be hauled on carts before they could all be transported to the mass graves. Seeing Wen Yidi take the initiative to bring it up, he gave him this face.

"Okay, after all, your surname is Wen. If you give them a ride in the end, there will be no regrets."

"Wen would like to thank all of you for your help. You must be tired after working for so long. Why don't you go to Qiongxian Tower for a quick bite and then go home to rest."

As Wen Yidi spoke, he gestured to the officer and soldier leading him, indicating that there was money to be made in Qiongxian Building. A group of people walked towards Qiongxian Tower in a mighty manner.

"What are you doing standing still? Those who are willing to collect the bodies for them should be quick and act quickly. Those who are not willing to help should just go back and forth from where they came."

Wen Yidi had a serious face and ordered sternly. Seeing that there were still a few female relatives staying where they were, seemingly debating whether to go and help, Wen Yidi sighed and hurried over.

"Let's go back."

Hearing Wen Yidi's voice, several female relatives quickly greeted him and said:

"Young Master, we..."

Wen Yidi looked carefully and recognized one of them. She was the granddaughter of the man who had just been beheaded. She was now working as a concubine in an adult's house and was living a pretty good life.

"Listen to my advice, go back and live your own life, and forget that you are a member of the Wen family. This will only do you good, not bad."

After listening to Wen Yidi's words, several female relatives finally made up their minds and walked in the direction of each family. Wen Yidi walked to Wen Yian's side and watched him struggle to lift the body onto the cart and prepare to push it away.

"Make room for me and I'll go with you."

It was a bit difficult to push the cart, and the smell coming from the cart became more and more unpleasant, but Wen Yian felt at ease inexplicably. He knew in his heart that this might be the last time Wen Yidi and he would do something together.

After adding the last shovelful of soil to the grave, Wen Yidi walked to the graves of Wen's parents, bowed respectfully three times, and then turned and left.

He felt depressed in his heart, but he didn't know how to vent it. The disappointments and grievances accumulated over the past decade have nowhere to settle as the Wen family declines.

Therefore, Wen Yidi could only pretend not to care and walked back with a cold face. He walked and walked for an unknown amount of time, and finally arrived at the gate of Xu Mansion.

Xu Shihuan was so busy in the Criminal Department that she finally finished what she was doing. She didn't even have time to drink, so she hurried home.

As soon as Xu Shihuan got off the carriage, he saw Wen Yidi's body covered in blood and stains, walking home in despair. Without thinking, she rushed forward and inspected Wen Yidi from top to bottom.

Finding that he was only dirty and not injured, Xu Shihuan breathed a sigh of relief and said:

"Hurry into the house and clean up. You were not at home last night and I couldn't even sleep well."

Hearing the word home, Wen Yidi finally calmed down. He was just about to step forward and hug Xu Shihuan, but realized that his body was extremely dirty and quickly took two steps back.

Xu Shihuan saw all his little moves, with a helpless smile on his face, and took the initiative to move forward and put his arms around Wen Yidi's shoulders.

"I'm dirty, don't come near me!"

Wen Yidi said hurriedly, not wanting Xu Shihuan to touch the blood on his body. Ke Xu Shihuan curled his lips and said shamelessly:

"If I don't get myself dirty, how can I have a reason to bathe with you later?"