My Antique Mirror Is A Portal To Another World

When the soldiers saw the boy throwing a stone at Yu Fu, they pretended not to notice.

Seeing that the soldiers didn’t care, the boy grew bolder. He threw another stone at Yu Fu while shouting, "Murderer! Give my parents’ lives back! Murderer! Go die!"

Thud!

"Ugh!" Yu Fu was hit in the stomach and felt a surge of pain, but he clenched his jaw, stopping himself from making a sound.

Looking at the boy’s small frame, one of the soldiers finally said, "Stop! If he dies here, you will all be buried with him!"

Hearing this, a man standing behind the boy hurriedly grabbed his hand and pulled him back.

With blood flowing down his face, Yu Fu raised his head high and continued walking toward the execution platform.

Along the way, Yu Fu’s face remained calm under countless hateful gazes.

Upon arriving at the execution ground, the soldier behind him pushed him forward and ordered, "Go up!"

Yu Fu stumbled slightly but said nothing. As he climbed onto the platform, he turned to look at the main seat above.

Seeing his maternal uncle sitting there, staring down at him, Yu Fu’s eyes flickered with hatred and determination. Standing in the middle of the platform, he never looked away from Wen Kang.

When the soldier saw this, he kicked the back of Yu Fu’s knees and shouted, "Kneel!"

Thud!

Falling to his knees, Yu Fu clenched his jaw, filled with humiliation. He glared at the soldier, then looked back at Wen Kang. Ignoring the pain all over his body, Yu Fu stubbornly stood up.

Just as the soldier was about to kick him again, Wen Kang raised his hand. "Enough."

Hearing this, the soldier paused, then clasped his fists and retreated to the side.

Looking at his nephew, Wen Kang asked, "Have you heard about your mother’s death?"

Yu Fu sneered but said nothing.

Seeing his stubborn expression, Wen Kang let out a helpless sigh and shook his head.

"Look at you. If you had listened to me, you would still be the high and mighty emperor right now."

When Yu Fu heard this, he clenched his fists and sneered. "High and mighty emperor? Wen Kang, even my birth was planned by you. Do you think I’m that stupid—willingly becoming your puppet for life?"

The moment his words fell, the common people gasped and whispered in shock.

Noticing this, Wen Kang’s expression darkened. He looked at Yu Fu coldly and said, "You refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit."

"Zhen originally wanted to spare your life since you are still young. But since you do not repent, Zhen can only grant you a complete corpse."

After saying that, he turned to the Minister of Justice and ordered, "Change the beheading to hanging."

Clasping his hands, the Minister of Justice responded, "Yes, Your Majesty."

While the Minister of Justice went to carry out the order, Wen Kang turned to look at Yu Fu.

"Killing innocent people, indulging in pleasure, encouraging corruption—Yu Fu, your crimes are countless and have angered Heaven."

Raising his voice, Wen Kang continued, "Today, Zhen will use your life to ease Heaven’s anger and calm the common people’s hearts!"

Yu Fu listened to his words, then suddenly laughed maniacally.

"Ha! Ha! Ha! Wen Kang, you are truly the most shameless and hypocritical person Zhen has ever met in this life!" 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

Yu Fu suddenly stopped laughing, then glared at Wen Kang and continued, "Those crimes—which one was committed by Zhen?! Those are yours! Wen Kang, Heaven is watching! Heaven is watching!"

Wen Kang’s eyes darkened at his words.

However, instead of getting angry, he shook his head and said helplessly, "If blaming Zhen can make you feel better, then Zhen will say nothing. No matter what, Zhen is your maternal uncle, and it is Zhen’s fault for failing to correct your mistakes."

Too lazy to listen to his nonsense and watch him pretend to be a kind and wise ruler, Yu Fu smiled coldly.

After a brief moment of silence, he said, "Wen Kang, do you think no one can do anything to you now?"

When he said this, Wen Kang felt a bad premonition. Frowning slightly, he demanded, "What do you mean by that?"

Yu Fu chuckled, then said playfully, "Zhen won’t tell you. However, Wen Kang, you won’t sit on that throne for long. Ha! Ha! Ha!"

Fearing that Yu Fu might reveal more of his secret, Wen Kang hurriedly commanded, "It’s time! Hang him!"

"Yes, Your Majesty," the Minister of Justice responded.

He then stepped down from the platform. Sitting on the seat below the main seat, he picked up a small, long wooden token engraved with the word "Execute" from a wooden tube.

Seeing that the soldiers had tied Yu Fu’s body and placed a thick rope around his neck, the Minister of Justice announced, "The auspicious time has arrived. Execute him!"

After saying that, he threw the wooden token onto the execution platform.

Thud!

The moment the token hit the platform, a soldier kicked away the wooden stool beneath Yu Fu’s feet.

Losing his footing, Yu Fu’s body was left hanging from the thick rope connected to the wooden frame.

"Ugh!"

With his limbs bound, he could only struggle and look at the bright sky above as tears flowed down his cheeks.

Two minutes later, Yu Fu’s mind began to buzz from the lack of oxygen. Below, he lost control of his body, staining the platform with yellow liquid.

A moment before he lost consciousness, Yu Fu stared stubbornly at the sun above him.

’If there is another life, I will make all of you pay for today’s humiliation!’

A few seconds later, he finally stopped struggling.

The execution ground fell so silent that the sound of the wind could be heard.

Standing below the platform, a young lady looked into Yu Fu’s open eyes. Seeing the deep hatred and unwillingness in them, she shuddered in fear.

Walking toward Yu Fu, a soldier placed his index and middle fingers beneath Yu Fu’s nose.