บท 597: The Restless Xi Ying

Xi Ying stepped inside the prison cell where the ministers were tied.

The prison smelt very bad.

He took out the handkerchief from his sleeve and pressed it under his nose. The scent that he loved deeply immediately wafted through his nose.

It belonged to none other than his wife.

Xi Ying didn't feel any shame in carrying a handkerchief that was usually carried by ladies.

It gave him releif whenever he felt restless for seeing her. He would carres it inside his sleeve using his other hand when he would feel bored by the ongoing discussions in the Imperial Court.

Even Imperial guard noticed the unusualness of his handkerchief but then didn't say anything when he saw Xi Ying's cold eyes.

With a pair of cold and indifferent eyes, Xi Ying looked at the ministers from the convoy who were now nothing but prisoners of Xin.

They were crawling away from him at his sight.

It could be seen just how much they were afraid of him.