Chapter 17 — My sister changed her concubine, I was reborn to reclaim my fate

Lieu Uyen Nhu took out a letter from her chest and clasped it in her hand.

"Sister, this letter..."

"Do you really want to open it up in front of so many people?"

"Aren't you afraid of losing face?"

"The person who lost face..."

"Not me."

Lieu Uyen Nhu stared at me for a few seconds. Then threw the letter hard on the table. I opened the letter and read it from beginning to end. It's a fake letter. The so-called "concerning my mother's purity" was actually just a fabricated love letter, with my mother's name written underneath along with the name of a man who didn't exist. The handwriting is very similar. But there are a few words... The pen stroke is wrong. After reading, I gave the letter to Luc Hoai An. Luc Hoai An just read two lines and laughed coldly.

"This handwriting is not my sister's."

"When she wrote the word 'An', the last horizontal stroke always went up. But in this letter, it was written horizontally."

"Moreover..."

"This man's name..."

"I investigated in Jiangnan."

"There is absolutely no such person."

He placed the letter back on the table.

"Liu Uyen Nhu."

"You forged letters to defame the deceased."

"Do you know what crime that is?"

Lieu Uyen Nhu's face immediately collapsed.

"I didn't fake it!"

"It was Co Chinh Vien who gave it to me!"

"Co Chinh Vien is being held in prison."

"When did he give it to you?"

Luc Hoai An immediately asked.

"It's... it was given before..."

"Before he was captured..."

"Before that?"

"How long ago?"

Lieu Uyen Nhu... Can't answer. She started to panic. His eyes continuously scanned the faces of each person in the main hall. Tam Thuc Cong looked at her with a calm face. Don't say a word. The lady held a cup of tea in her hand. I didn't even bother to lift my eyelids. Dinh Vien Hau placed one hand on the table. His face was cold as stone. Tham Hoai Du still leaned against the pillar. The eyes looking at her... It was like looking at a mouse that accidentally ran into the main hall. No one... spoke up to help her. She stood alone in the middle of a room full of people. The careful grooming just now... In that moment... Suddenly became extremely ridiculous.

"Liu Uyen Nhu."

I stood up and walked in front of her.

"How many things have you done? Let me count them for you."

"First, you colluded with my father, swapped my concubines, altered my family tree, and attempted to replace my identity and marry into the Marquis' palace."

"Second, you bribed Mr. to tell stories, spreading rumors in the western city, ruining my reputation."

"Third, you incited the clan elders to jointly write a letter to the Marquis' Palace, wanting to use the crime of 'disfilial' to coerce me."

"Fourth, you threatened me with my mother's secret, wanting me to come forward and plead for you."

"Fifth, you forged letters from my mother, plotting to destroy the innocence of a deceased person."

"Five stories, each one more cruel than the last."

Let's stop for a moment.

"But every time, you lose."

"Do you know why?"

Lieu Uyen Nhu bit her lips tightly and didn't say a word.

"Because from beginning to end, you never had your own skills. You relied on my father's back, relied on despicable methods to harm people, relied on trampling on someone who from childhood always considered you as his own sister to climb high."

"But you forgot one story."

"The person you impersonated, behind her is the Luc family, the Marquis's residence."

"What about you? Who's behind you?"

Lieu Uyen Nhu's lips began to tremble. She looked at Tam Thuc Cong. Tam Thuc Cong turned his head away. She looked at her mother named Lieu. She lowered her head. She looked towards the door. It seems like I'm still waiting for someone to save me. But no one came.

"Liu Uyen Nhu, I'll say it for the last time."

"Leave the capital, return to your hometown, this will end here."

"If you still refuse to go, then I will let the entire capital know about these five stories, one by one."

"You choose yourself."

She stood for a long time. For so long that I thought she was about to kneel down and pretend to be pitiful. But she didn't do that. She raised her head and looked at me deeply. In those eyes there was no more hatred, no more self-pity, just something... Completely broken. Her voice was hoarse. She turned around and walked out. When she reached the door step, she stopped for a moment. Never turned around. Then step over the threshold. Three days after Lieu Uyen Nhu left, the mother named Lieu came to pick up the things she left behind at Bach Van hermitage. There was only a bag of luggage, some old clothes and a bronze mirror with a chipped corner. Mother Trieu came to see. She said that Lieu Uyen Nhu stayed in the hermitage for half a month, copying sutras every day.