Chapter 8 — I Rely On Lying Still And Ignoring It, The Back Trach Fighting System Goes Crazy

So in his mind, am I the image of "explosive force"? 【Host, don't say it, I think what he said makes sense.】 The system slowly added a sentence. Returning to Thanh Chi Vien, I told him to change into clean clothes, but he stubbornly refused to leave.

“I told you, if I ever step foot in here again, I'll be a dog.”

He boldly sat down on my stone chair.

"I'm a dog now. Of course dogs must stay in their master's hospital."

I looked at him and suddenly felt a little funny. The crown prince of the Tran Quoc Cong palace, so noble and indifferent to anyone else, standing in front of me was like... a naive teenager who had just learned to love. I took out a clean towel from the room and threw it on his head.

“Wipe it off, Crown Prince Gou.”

"If you catch a cold, you won't be able to go into the palace to tell the Emperor tomorrow."

He was stunned.

“But what else?”

I raised my eyebrows.

"After all, Khuong Du was the one who was raised by the Marquis for 18 years. After father and mother calmed down, at most they only grounded her."

“If you want her to receive the punishment she deserves, just relying on the Marquis Palace is not enough.”

Tieu Canh Minh looked at me, his eyes sparkling with appreciation.

“Khuong Tri.”

He seriously called my name.

“You are... too much for my taste.”

I said nothing. Just quietly say to the system in your heart:

“You see.”

“If you don't follow the script, the outcome doesn't seem that bad.”

【...】 This time the system did not refute. It just quietly gave our task of fighting behind the scenes a rating:

“Excellent.”

Khuong Du's end came even faster than I imagined. The very next day, Tieu Canh Minh brought evidence, joined forces with Ngu Su Dai, and accused An Vien Marquis of "not strictly governing the family and tolerating women". This story quickly spread before the Emperor. Long Nhan was angry. An Vien Marquis was punished with a one-year salary cut and his government was closed for self-criticism. As for Khuong Du, his identity was exposed even more shockingly. She was not the daughter of a farming family. It was a chess piece intentionally installed by Deputy Thai Ly - An Vien Marquis's opponent - many years ago. Her biological father was banished from the whole family for plotting and plotting. She is the only survivor. Grand Deputy Ly swapped her with me, just to wait for the day when he could use her to deal with Marquis An Vien. It's just a pity... He planned everything. It cannot be counted that Khuong Du is a man blinded by love. Just because of Tieu Canh Minh, she killed herself. After the truth was revealed, Mrs. Hou fell seriously ill. An Vien Hau looked like he had aged 10 years overnight. They came to see me once. Stand in front of me and cry without a sound. Say sorry. I have no expression. Just pour them a cup of tea.

“It's over.”

Forgiveness? Not to the point. Resentment? It's not that bad either. As for me. They are just two strangers who are related by blood. I sympathize with their situation. But that's all. 【Host, now you have the love of the Marquis Palace, and also have the affection of the Crown Prince Tran Quoc Cong. The mission of fighting behind the scenes has been completed! You can choose to open the next storyline, "bowl battle" or "world war", step reach the pinnacle of life!】 Congratulations fireworks system in my head. I refuse it.

“I want to rest.”

I took all the things that Tieu Canh Minh gave me, along with the previous compensation money, plus the things that the Marquis had recently given me, converted it all into checks, and then bought a large farm on the outskirts of the capital. The day I left the Marquis Palace, Tieu Canh Minh came to see me off.

“Have you really thought it through?”

“No more revenge?”

"Can't you enjoy the glory and wealth anymore?"

"When will the resentment and retribution end?"

I looked at the fields in the distance, smiling slightly.

“Compared to the lavish life in the Marquis Palace, I like the atmosphere here better.”

“What about me?”

He quickly asked again, a bit of tension flickering in his eyes.

“Are you going to leave me too?”

I look at him. The young man who was once arrogant and inconsiderate of anyone, now standing in front of me looked like a little dog afraid of being abandoned by its owner.