Chapter 2: What Repayment?

After three drums, the yamen of Wancheng City were still dead silent, and no one dared to come out to answer.

As far as the eye can see the green walls and gray tiles, the black beams and vermilion doors. The brass nails on the door of the official government office was majestic and solemn, and the couplets on both sides of the book was the justice and law, but at this time, it seemed ridiculous.

There was no such thing as justice for the people! There was no fairness! Only officials protecting officials!

Aghia closed her eyes, collected the sadness in her eyes, raised her hand stubbornly and continued to beat the drum.

Rub-a-dub! Rub-a-dub! Rub-a-dub!

The sound of the drums was deafening, and Aghia's cries of injustice was filled with desperate sadness, "I have a complaint! Sue the second son of Shen Mansion for forcing rape of a virtuous girl!”

Silence!

The gate of the yamen was closed, and Aghia stood outside the door, as if she had gone back to her previous life when she had no way to sue.

She almost broke the Dengwen Drum mallet, and her grievance alarmed the whole Wancheng City, but failed to get a glance from the lord in the yamen.

What an irony!

After the crowd, at the corner door of the yamen, a green sedan chair stopped. The person inside raised the curtain, and looked askance in the direction of this farce: "Shen Family really is arrogant!"

The moment these words came out, the people around him all knelt down in unison, not daring to say a word.

Xie Jie's eyes were cold, and he glanced at the Chief Eunuch who were being beside him, Zhou Zhong. Zhou Zhong immediately understood and went forward to lift the curtain for him and waited for him to get out of the palanquin, sighing in his heart.

His Majesty was making a private visit in trivial costume, and Shen Family were so wild, which was putting themselves in front of the gun.

Over there, Aghia's eyes were red, gently biting her lower lip, and sadly pulled out a bitter smile, suddenly putting down the drumstick and turning towards the crowd.

"I have a grievance! Sue the second son of the Shen Family forced rape of a virtuous girl! He carried off my sister on the street the day before yesterday, and threw her ... back into the courtyard afterwards. She was seriously injured and became a bloody person, and now she has a high fever and her life is at stake!"

She raised her voice, trying to make her voice travel a little farther. Her slender body in the cold wind looked very thin, having an indomitable momentum, like a red plum of the snow pressed branches.

Damn Shen Family!

Aghia took a deep breath, pointed one finger at the couplet of justice and law, addressed the crowd, and questioned angrily.

"My sister's life is at stake, but those who hurt her are free from justice, where is the justice? Where is the law?"

"Could it be that the Wancheng City and even the Great Xu, is surnamed Shen!"

This statement caused an uproar.

Who would have thought that a weak woman would dare to say such bold words?

The chief eunuch, Zhou Zhong, already had cold sweat on his forehead, and he hung his head as if he did not exist.

He thought in his heart "this insolent girl is really a pity, she was young but her life came to the end…” Meanwhile, his mouth opened: "Master, do we need ... "

Xie Jie's eyes have deepened, sneering: "What’s the hurry! Afraid that people cannot see that you want to kill to silence?"

Before the words left his mouth, the man had already stepped over.

Aghia saw someone walking out, her heart jumped, held her breath and slowly looked up.

The man's clothes were so elegant that it was obvious that he was not an ordinary person, and the jade pendant at his side, which was exquisitely carved and of top quality, was an indication of the weight of his identity.

He approached straight, not avoiding Shen Family's momentum, and the corner of his lips hooked up which could not be said to be a smile or anger, cloudy and unpredictable.

Aghia pupils shrink slightly, almost immediately clenched her teeth, so as not to reveal herself.

It was him.

His Majesty of the Great Xu, the tyrant with a ruthless wrist who fought with his own hands to conquer this huge kingdom, the one Aghia has been waiting for a long time, and the only one who could confront the Shen Family in Wancheng City, to stand up for herself and Liu Nu.

Xie Jie had already approached her. Aghia fixed her mind and made a surprised look, and her eyes could not help but widen slightly, looking more and more brimming with emotion, just like a spring water.

She quickly knelt down with a determined tone: "I have a grievance! please do it for me, my lord!"

Xie Jie's boots stopped in front of her for a long time.

Xie Jie didn't know whether to laugh at her naivety or what.

He was magnanimous in not condemning her, and she wanted him to do her justice?

He ignored the strange feeling in his heart, snorted, then reached out his hand. His fingertips used some force to lift her chin, and just like this, unguarded, looked straight into Aghia's pure and clear eyes.

Xie Jie was stunned, frowned slightly, as if his heart was scratched by something, itchy, and inexplicably a sense of familiarity.

The woman in front of him, it seemed like every part of her looks to his liking. Even the tear marks at the corners of her eyes, he wanted to wipe off with his own hands.

Close to her, it seemed that even the head ailment that Imperial Academy of Medicine was at its wits' end, were much relieved.

"To redress your grievances?"

"Yes."

Aghia was in pain from the force of his grip, her delicate skin already showing red marks, and her eyes glistening with tears.

Her heart was beating like a drum, those violent love affairs of her past life came to her eyes one by one.

Aghia can't help but be a little scared. The feeling of losing oneself and being at the mercy of others was too gruesome.

But if she wanted to avenge herself and Liu Nu, getting closer to Xie Jie was the only way.

Aghia pressed down her fear, raised her eyes, and met his gaze without averting, her tone firm.

She had been with Xie Jie for so many years in her previous life, so she naturally knew what Xie Jie loved most. She adjusted her posture and gazed at him supplicatingly, her eyes brimming with light, like a spring water, which tried to inspire his compassion.

Xie Jie's eyes were dark, but his face was still unmoving, slowly and methodically crushing the white skin under his fingers.

As he moved, the many absurd and charming memories of her previous life with him seemed to be awakened in this instant.

A thin wisp of red floated up on Aghia's face, her ears tingled, and her waist had unconsciously gone soft.

Xie Jie gave a light laugh. He originally wanted to kill this bold woman, but now he changed his mind.

He slightly bent down, and in Zhou Zhong's astonished and frightened eyes, slowly spoke with a few meaningful.

"Alright. Just... what are you going to repay me with?"