Chapter 7 — Noble Concubine, Is It Your Turn to Be a Nun?

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Ninh Vuong lowered his voice:

"Royal sister-in-law, I confirm that you are my royal sister-in-law. But now there are enough witnesses and evidence, it is difficult to argue with your mouth, making the people angry. Ninh Vuong palace cannot protect you!"

“I was wronged!”

"I know you were wronged, but why did you bring this trouble on yourself?"

Hoa Ngoc Nghien stomped her feet:

"You know that my personality is always free and not constrained. I just thought this was fun so I did it!"

Tieu Ninh Vuong looked at his royal sister-in-law who was three years older than him:

"I know that the Royal Brother loves you. Before, you used my name to go out to play in the palace, I never said anything, and even caused you a lot of bad reputation for your arbitrary actions. But this time, you have offended someone who shouldn't be provoked!"

Ninh Vuong removed Hoa Ngoc Nghien's hand:

"Your Royal Highness, isn't it good to stay in the palace and be a favored concubine? Why do you have to leave the palace and cause trouble?"

"This time, even I can't save my sister, I can only wait for the Royal Brother to return."

The soldiers of Dai Ly Tu surrounded it. Ninh Vuong signaled the palace soldiers to step back:

"The witnesses have enough evidence, my king has nothing more to say. This matter, my king cannot control."

Hoa Ngoc Nghien was handed over by the Royal Palace. She held Ninh Vuong's hand tightly and refused to let go:

"Your royal brother will not forgive you when he returns! Ninh Vuong! I am the woman your royal brother loves the most! I am his only favored concubine!"

Ninh Vuong said:

"Your Majesty, you are too impulsive. You should learn a lesson. But don't worry, I have sent someone to Thanh Chau to inform you. Your Royal Highness will quickly return to save you."

He shook Hoa Ngoc Nghien's hand away, as if it had nothing to do with him, and returned to the palace. The main door of Ninh Vuong Palace slammed shut from the inside. Hoa Ngoc Nghien was rejected face to face. When she turned around, angry soldiers and people blocked all retreats. I stood in the middle of the crowd, looking down at Hoa Ngoc Nghien from above:

"Why are you still standing there? Escort this female thief into Dai Ly Tu's heavenly prison, prepare to be humiliated!"

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“What did you end up doing?”

After being escorted into Dai Ly Tu's heavenly prison, Hoa Ngoc Nghien panicked and asked me:

"Why did those five flower pickers recognize me as an accomplice? Tong Cam Chau, what did you do?"

“I just told the five flower pickers that, if you had to take the blame for them, their real Green Sister would be safe.”

The night they got married, the female bandits in the flower picking group were also around. It's just that I didn't let big brother's people capture her, but used my own people. The real female thief is now in my hands. I took her token and went to the prison early in the morning. Initially, the five flower pickers were extremely cruel to me. But when they saw the female thief's string of heroes in my hand, the five strong and extremely evil men immediately submitted. In a previous life, when six thieves were surrounded by heavy soldiers, they risked their lives to protect Luc Sister's escape. Ultimately unsuccessful, two people were shot dead on the spot. At that time, I knew that the little sister among the six people was the death hole of the whole group. Capturing real female bandits is like grasping their fatal weakness.

“Because I want to protect Sister Luc, of course I tell them what to say, they will say.”

I clicked my tongue and exclaimed:

“It's okay for these flower pickers to harm other women show mercy and cherish your Luc sister like a treasure. Is this what you gangsters often say—thieves also have morals?”

Hoa Ngoc Nghien learned the truth and widened her eyes:

“Tong Cam Chau, your courage is so big! You dare to collude with flower pickers to harm me!”

“What if it's true?”

I calmly admitted. In this heavenly prison, Hoa Ngoc Nghien is already in the palm of my hand. Should I be afraid of her? The next room suddenly heard a man's miserable cry.

“Starting to like your face.”

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As I said that, I leisurely took out a small needle and drawing pen. Hoa Ngoc Nghien was given Nhuan Can Tan again. Watching me step closer, she used her hands and feet to crawl on the ground, trying to get away from me. As if I were a devil eating people. I strangled her. She struggled, I slapped her. Struggling again, another slap! Until she calmed down, I held her face tightly and slowly lowered the pen to her left cheek:

“Do you know that not only do I draw beautifully, but my writing is also wonderful?”

“I heard that the portrait I painted for the Emperor that year made him extremely satisfied, and he had to look at it every day. Your Highness is afraid that the Emperor sees not himself in the painting, but the painter like me, right?"

Hoa Ngoc Nghien spat and scolded:

“You bastard! As expected, you have such thoughts!”

I laughed coldly:

"You are afraid that I will enter the palace to compete for favors, but do you know that before you came to tease me, I never thought I would enter the palace to become a concubine?"

“Who believes!”

“Believe it or not, it doesn't matter. Anyway, now, I really have that thought.”

“You're dreaming! The Emperor's wife truly loves this palace alone!”

“Really?”

I put a mirror in front of her. In the mirror, Hoa Ngoc Nghien's current appearance is clearly visible. On her left cheek, I wrote two big words — “PROSTITUTION”!

“Ah…!”

She raised her hand to cover her face, her whole body trembling:

“How dare you! Tong Cam Chau, I kill you!”

She wanted to protest, but she didn't even have the strength to raise her hand to push me. I took the small needle used to shape the face and dipped it into the paint:

“The Emperor is a man, and all men like beautiful women. Try to guess, ma'am, after the word 'rapist' from my face can never be erased from your face, how long will you be able to be a noble concubine?"

In Dai Ly Tu's heavenly prison, Hoa Ngoc Nghien's pitiful screams echoed throughout the night, drowning out the cries of the five flower pickers!