Chapter 4 — Reincarnation Protects the Lover

The guests in the hall let out soft cries of admiration. I didn't pay attention to those sounds. I stood up, looked at Zhao Hanh limping on the ground from above, and slowly continued:

"That woman's last name is Qin, her name is Tan Mong Dao, and she is your cousin. After the Qin family committed a crime, she was sent to the parish office. You redeemed herself for her and raised her outside."

“She gave birth to a daughter, three months older than you.”

"Over the years, you have been running back and forth on both sides, one side being a national security officer, the other side being someone else's lover, life is truly extremely happy."

The expression on Zhao Hanh's face turned from pale to gray. His lips trembled, his voice was hoarse:

“You… How do you know…”

“How do we know?”

I leaned close to his ear, using a voice that only the two of us could hear:

“Because someone told me. Guess who it is?”

"It's the woman you raised outside."

"She couldn't wait any longer. She wanted to be the princess of the country, so she came to me."

"She said you didn't want to live with me a long time ago. To say it lightly, I'm a bad woman, killing my biological father, killing my mother, marrying into the millionaire family for five years and not even being able to give birth to a son."

I stood up straight, looking at Zhao Hanh's terrified eyes, my smile became even gentler.

“Don't be afraid, I'm lying to you.”

"She didn't tell me anything, it was all up to me to investigate."

I patted his face gently.

"But if you act, the things you have done, God is watching."

"People are working, heaven is watching. It's not that there's no warning, it's just that the time hasn't come yet."

“Today, the time has come.”

My whole body trembled, I don't know if it was because of anger or fear.

“chu chu.”

I called out.

“Subordinates are present.”

“Please kneel on this pile of broken research, look carefully, think clearly.”

I pointed to the pile of sharp rubble on the ground.

"This is all the 'heart' he has for his eldest daughter. Let him use his knees to feel it deeply."

Chu didn't say a word, and another guard pulled Zhao Hanh up and dragged him to the pile of debris. Trieu Hanh finally regained his senses and struggled desperately, screaming at me as he struggled:

"Lieu contemptuous! How dare you! I am your husband! I am the An Quoc Duke! What you do is a great disrespect! I will come before His Majesty to denounce you!"

“accuse me?”

I burst out laughing.

“Go ahead.”

"Just now, I have a belly full of words to tell your Majesty."

"For example, how the An Quoc Duke cut off two parts of the royal military allowance given to the border, how he used that money to redeem property for the exterior, how to buy a private hospital, and how he also falsified the books in the household ministry to fill the gap."

"Summons, do you think I don't know what you do?"

Meu Hanh's face completely lost vitality. He didn't struggle anymore, his whole body was like a puddle of mud being pressed down by the guards. Both heavy knees hit the sharp pile of broken stone. He let out a choked groan. Red blood quickly seeped through the hem of his shirt, spreading into a patch on the blue stone floor. Guests filled the hall and no one dared to speak. Everyone bowed their heads, not daring to look at that scene. Several timid female relatives fainted and were quietly helped out. The remaining male guests were also present You're so gray, you only regret that you never set foot here today. I walked over and sat down on the chair, picked up the tea cup, and slowly took a sip. The tea was cold, but I didn't pay attention, I drank it down sip by sip, my eyes scanning every frightened face in the lobby. Trieu Hanh knelt on the ground, his whole body trembling in pain. I held the cup of tea and looked at him, with no pity in my heart. Each image in the dream appears in our mind one after another. The baby standing next to Tan Mong Dao, named Tan Minh Lac, is Zhao Hanh's stepdaughter. After I died, the name of the action was changed to its name, and from then on it was called the name of the name million. When Zhao Minh Lac falsely accused him of colluding with a subordinate, Zhao Hanh clearly knew the truth, but let him and a few ghosts beat him until his whole body was covered with injuries. He didn't even frown. As for him, he accidentally used his fingernail to scratch Zhao Minh Lac, and he slapped him a few times until he vomited blood. After her brother died, Trieu Minh Lac ordered someone to use a torn mat to wrap her body and throw it into the graveyard, not even a headstone. That's my daughter who was born after ten months of pregnancy.

“Is that enough?”

I ask for action. He raised his head to look at me, his eyes filled with blood, his lips trembling, unable to speak.

"I ask you, is it enough?"

I put down the teacup and leaned forward slightly.

“Do you kneel there, do your knees hurt?”

“It hurts.”

"But summoning action, is there pain in your heart?"

"When you gave fake things to your brother, did your heart ever hurt?"

"When you gave the real stone to your stepdaughter, did you ever think that he was your biological daughter?"

The tears flowed down again, not knowing whether because of pain or regret.

"You don't know how to feel pain, so I will feel the pain for you."

I stood up.

"Chu Tram, take the Duke to the hospital for treatment. Order the royal doctor, use the best medicine, you must definitely cure the Duke's wound."

Chu took charge of his command, and his guards pulled Zhao Xing out of the pile of debris. His knees were mixed with flesh and blood, he couldn't even stand, his whole body hung on the guard's shoulder, being half-pulled, half-helped out of the hall. I watched his back disappear at the end of the hallway, then turned around to look at the guests filling the hall.

“guys.”

I smiled slightly.

"Some unexpected things happened today at this young lady's birthday party, which scared you all. Another day I will hold an apology party for you."

"Let's disperse first today."

The guests felt as if they had received a general amnesty. They quickly stood up to say goodbye. Everyone's steps were quick, wishing they could grow two more legs. Before it was time to finish a cup of tea, the vast hall was left with only me and my people, and a pool of bright red blood on the ground.