Chapter 9 — In this life, the Crown Princess will no longer be my sister's turn

She was so thin that she was deformed, wearing a heavy mourning body, her face was pale, her eyes were empty, she knelt in front of the shrine, like a soulless puppet. Only when eyes accidentally passed over me, in that emptiness, a ray of crazy hatred flared up. Last day of the funeral. The guests have dispersed, and only family members remain in the palace to keep the spirit alive. Quiet late at night. I dismissed all my servants, knelt alone in the shrine, and burned paper money for my grandmother. The light of the fire flickered on my cold face. Outside the door, extremely soft footsteps sounded. Not just one person. They've arrived. I tightened the object in my sleeve. It was a small, cold item that Trieu Canh Hanh gave to me before I left the palace. He said: "If there is a chance, crush it." The footsteps stopped in front of the shrine's door. The door was gently pushed open. The moonlight mixed with the lantern light poured in, clearly illuminating the three figures standing at the door. Thang Thanh Ngo. Dressed in black, Lam Chi's gloomy appearance! Indeed she is! On Lam Thi's face, there was no longer any sadness left from the day, only the bitter resentment remained: "Tang Tuyet Thuoc! You are such a comet! You killed your biological mother! Now you kill this old lady! Why don't you go and die already!" Tang Thanh Ngo stared at me, her eyes crazy: "It's all because of you! Stole everything from me! The position of Crown Princess is mine! The glory is mine! It's you! It's you, you bastard!" Lam Chi said nothing. She just looked at me coldly, like she was looking at a dead person. Her hands were tucked into her sleeves. I know, inside there must be something that will kill someone's life.

“That's enough.” I slowly stood up, brushed my knees that didn't have a speck of dust, my voice was chillingly calm. “That's great, there's no need for me to go look for everyone one by one.”

My reaction was beyond their expectations. Lam Thi and Thang Thanh Ngo were stunned for a moment. A flash of alertness flashed in Lam Chi's eyes.

“If you die, you will still be speechless!” Thi Lam shouted shrilly, "Sister! Take action! Send this bastard down to keep company with the old lady!"

A cold light flashed in Lam Chi's eyes. A long, thin bamboo tube suddenly slid out from his sleeve! Aim straight at me! Right at this moment! A crossbow bolt, with a deafening sound of tearing the wind, shot out from the darkness on the side of the spiritual hall! Accurate to the extreme! Aggressively stabbed straight into Lam Chi's wrist holding the bamboo pipe! Lam Chi let out a terrible cry! The bamboo tube slipped from my hand and flew out! A faint sweet scent, strangely passionate, immediately spread in the air! A cold voice rang out! At the same time, ghostly shadows flashed from every corner of the hall! The blade is as cold as snow! In just a blink of an eye, Lam Thi was screaming and Thang Thanh Ngo, stunned into panic, was controlled! Lam Chi hugged his wrist tightly, blood flowing non-stop, looking in panic at the person walking out of the darkness. Dressed in a jade pearl, her appearance is cold, her eyes are like frozen phlegm. Crown Prince, Trieu Canh Hanh! Behind him, was the head guard of the East Palace with an expressionless face, and also... an official robe, with the pale gray face of Bo Lai's maid, Tran Kinh!

“Your… Your Highness!” Tran Kinh made a "thud" sound and knelt down on the ground, his whole body shaking like a leaf, "I... my wife... she... must have been infected. enchanting lady! Your Highness, please reconsider!”

Lam Chi looked at her husband kneeling down to beg, then looked at Trieu Canh Hanh like a warrior descending, and finally looked at me with a calm face. The resentment and madness in her eyes were immediately engulfed by enormous fear!

“It's… it's you!” She pointed straight at me, her voice high-pitched, "You set this trap!"

I walked in front of her, looking down from above.

“Auntie, before I closed my eyes, my great-grandmother told me to be careful with you.” My voice is cold. “Unfortunately, when I found out it was too late.”

I turned towards Trieu Canh Hanh, knelt down and bowed: "Your Highness, this woman colluded with Thi Thang Lam and Thang Thanh Ngo, scheming to poison the reigning Crown Princess, the mourners are enough. Thang Lam Thi and Thang Thanh Ngo are also accomplices, the evidence is all here." I offer a notebook. Inside are detailed records of every incident that over the years, Lam Thi and your mother have mutilated my customs, ordered servants to destroy my clothes, and attempted to poison me.