Chapter 8 — Kieu Hoa Was Switched By Her Fiance, I Married The Crown Prince, He Completely Collapsed

I'm pruning a pot of orchids. Hearing that, he didn't even raise his head.

“General Manager Wei.”

“Don't be impatient.”

“The bait has been dropped.”

“Just waiting for the fish to bite.”

Wei Phuc also wanted to advise further. At that moment, Tieu Hanh's voice echoed from the inner hall.

“Just let her do it.”

“Your crown princess, have your own way.”

With Tieu Hanh's words, Wei Phuc could only sigh and retreat. We cut off the last excess leaves. Look at the orchid pot with its elegant appearance in front of you. The corners of his lips curled slightly with satisfaction. Lieu Tich Quan rioted in front of the prison gate for two whole days. Cried and fainted several times. I woke up and continued to cry. Day three. Early adoration. Tran Vong finally took action. Right in front of the civil and military mandarin, he presented a thick book of records. Lieu Van Thanh, a servant of the Ministry of Justice, ganged up, sought personal gain, illegally embezzled, and even embezzled tribute to cover his son's gambling debt. Authentic evidence. Each account. All are enough to condemn you to death. The Emperor was furious. Immediately dismissed Lieu Van Thanh, ordered an investigation, and then imprisoned him in heaven. The news just spread. The court and the people were both shocked. But now. Lieu Tich Quan was still kneeling in front of the heavenly prison gate. When he heard the news, even his father was escorted to heaven. Her whole body was completely stupid. She doesn't understand. Why did things turn out like that? She just wanted to save her brother Chieu. Why in the end... Even my father was implicated? I sent someone to bring a message to her.

“Do you want to save your father and lover?”

“To the Eastern Palace.”

“Please.”

When Liu Tich Quan arrived, there was a light rain outside. She did not sit in a palanquin, but walked step by step from outside the palace to my palace. A white shirt was soaked by the rain, sticking tightly to her body, clearly outlining her thin and slender figure. Her hair was messy, her face was pale, she looked like a female devil who had just been picked up from the water. She knelt outside the palace, cold rainwater running down her cheeks, no longer able to distinguish between rainwater and tears. The palace staff only dared to stand and watch from afar, no one dared to step forward. I sat by the window, holding the fireplace in my hand, quietly looking at her. She kept kneeling like that, from sunset until late at night. The rain became heavier and heavier, her body wobbled in the wind and rain, as if she could collapse at any moment. Even the maids nearby were a little reluctant.

"Miss, it's raining heavily and windy outside. Miss Lieu's body is already weak. If she continues to kneel like this, I'm afraid a murder will occur."

I didn't say anything, just hugged the fireplace a little tighter in my arms. Being merciful to your enemies means being cruel to yourself. Liu Tich Quan will definitely pay the price for what she did. It wasn't until midnight, when the rain gradually stopped. I just put down the fireplace and calmly spoke up.

“Let her in.”

Liu Tich Quan was helped in by two palace maids, his whole body was soaked, and he was so cold that his lips turned purple. She was placed on the carpet, as soft as a puddle of mud. I walked in front of her, looking down from above.

“Do you know you're wrong?”

She raised her head, her red eyes filled with blood, staring at her with resentment into me.

"Tham Vi! You evil father! It was you! You were the one who harmed my father!"

Without hesitation, I gave her a straight slap. The crisp sound of slapping echoed throughout the vast palace. Her cheeks quickly became red and swollen. She was so stunned that she couldn't believe it and looked at me.

“You... you dare to hit me?”

“Hit you?”

I laughed coldly.

"Liu Tich Quan, do you still think that you are the second lady that everyone holds up like an egg? Now you are just the daughter of a god of crime. Even if I kill you, no one will dare say a word."

My words are like a basin of ice water, completely extinguishing all her pride and arrogance. She fell limply to the ground. Finally know how to be afraid.

“You... what do you want?”

“What do I want?”

I squatted down, grabbed her chin, forcing her to look straight into my eyes.

"I ask you, who knelt before me that year, begging me to make things happen for you and Luc Chieu?"

“Who else is hiding in the darkness, watching me being pushed onto the road to death?”

“As for the rumors about me, was it you and the Third Prince who plotted the arrangement together?”

Each time we ask a question, the force in our hands increases by a fraction. Lieu Tich Quan was in so much pain that tears flowed, but he couldn't say a word.

“Refuse to say?”

I let her go and stood up.

“It's okay, I have many ways to make you open your mouth.”