Chapter 2 — Go to the Marquis to Collect Debt

"Even I only know vaguely about the thirteenth year of Kien An. How could you know? You must be pretending to be a ghost." "Where are you? Bring the stick!" Tham Truong Trach gritted his teeth. "I want to see if your mouth is stiffer or the shape of the Hau Phu's tool is harder." 3 The heavy stick was thrown onto the green stone floor. Tham Hoa Nhi leaned on Tham Truong Trach's shoulder, the corner of her mouth trying to suppress her smile. Her sleeve moved slightly, and an incense pill quietly rolled to the ground. As soon as the incense burner touched the ground, it broke, and the sweet scent immediately spread. I frowned. Fascinating aroma, inside is also mixed with crushed puree. The fragrance hit me, my breathing stopped, my strength immediately decreased by three points. I threw the knife down. "Is the family law of the Marquis of Ninh An worthy of being used on me?" Tham Truong Trach sneered, kicking the knife aside. "Are you afraid now? It's too late." He waved his hand. Two guards immediately advanced, one left and one right pressing down on my shoulders. I don't move. I really want to see how far the Marquis of Ninh An can still find a way to die. The smug look in Tham Hoa Nhi's eyes became even deeper. She held her chest and coughed twice. "Brother, don't make it too difficult for her." "If she will confess who told her to impersonate me, Hoa Nhi is willing to give her a way to live." Mrs. Hau looked at me, her eyes cold. "Miss, I give you the last chance." "Kneel down, admit that someone ordered you to imitate Hoa Nhi's voice, ruining her marriage." "Then hand over all the things." Lady can only break one of your legs." I burst out laughing. "One leg?" Shen Truong Trach lost patience and waved his hand. "Why talk nonsense with her? Clamp your hands first!" The two ladies stepped forward and stuffed my fingers into the clamp. "Just bear with it for a moment. The Marquis's uncle doesn't know how to recognize people." The moment the clamp closed, my fingers moved slightly. The true energy that had just risen was forced back. The finger bones transmit a sharp pain. Drops of blood slowly leaked out. Tham Hoa Nhi was immediately happy. "Look brother, she also knows pain. She is absolutely not a monster." Tham Truong Trach immediately regained his courage and raised his hand to whip. The barbed iron whip swept across my shoulder, tearing a line on my outer skin. The servants talked in low voices. "I thought how powerful she was, but it turns out she also knows how to bleed." "Our lady is the future Crown Princess, what is she?" Tham Hoa Nhi slowly walked in front of me, squatted down, reaching out to pinch my chin. I raised my eyes to look at her. Her fingers stiffened and immediately retracted. I laughed. "What are you afraid of?" Tham Hoa Nhi's face darkened. She stood up. "Search her!" She turned to Tham Truong Trach, her voice soft. "Brother, just now she kept asking to see her father, even mentioning the thirteenth year of Kien An. What if she is a spy, hiding a secret letter on her body?" Tham Truong Trach's eyes immediately cooled down, he lowered his voice. "Bring her to the heavenly courtyard, don't make a big deal out of the front door. Search thoroughly. If you find suspicious objects, deal with them directly. "Two guards pulled me into the heavenly courtyard. The hospital door closed. On the four high walls, archers were prepared. A woman took a postcard from my sleeve and was about to open it when Tham Hoa Nhi suddenly shouted: "Don't look! What if there is something captivating inside?" She snatched the postcard and threw it straight into the coal basin. Flames spread across the paper. Little by little, the greeting card burned to ashes. A look of joy appeared on Tham Hoa Nhi's face. "No longer worshiping concubines, let me see how much you still slander the Marquis Palace." "Strip off her outer robe. If she still doesn't

declare, use needle injection punishment." I raised my head to look at Tham Hoa Nhi. "You'd better pray that your true support will appear immediately." Tham Hoa Nhi smiled scornfully, holding up the jade pendant engraved with a dragon. "The Crown Prince, the General, and the National Teacher are all my support." She bent down next to me, lowering her voice very low. "And you are nothing." Just then, outside the courtyard suddenly heard the sound of hurried footsteps. Butler. Sweat covered his head, he quickly ran in. "My lord, my lady! The Marquis is about to return to the palace!" "And... the Eastern Palace's bride is also coming!" Tam Hoa Nhi's eyes lit up. "Is the Crown Prince brother coming?" She immediately adjusted her fox fur coat and turned her head to look at me. "The timing is right." "I want the Crown Prince to see with my own eyes how an impostor like you kneels at my feet to confess his crime." 4 The butler had not yet finished speaking when the sound of a carriage suddenly stopping outside the courtyard was heard. The person entering was a man. middle-aged man wearing dark purple court clothes. Ninh An Marquis, Tham Tri Son. He entered the heavenly courtyard, clearly saw the situation inside, his face immediately darkened. "What's going on?" Madam Hau quickly stepped forward, her voice trembling. "Master, this woman assaulted me as soon as she came to the door, and kept asking to see you." Tham Hoa Nhi rushed forward crying. "Father, she wants to harm me!"