Chapter 21 — The Pregnant Sister Robbed the Eastern Palace, Her Grandfather Brought a Tiger Talisman to Press the Power

I stood up and lightly brushed my sleeves.

“Where are you?”

The two guards who had always been hiding in the darkness immediately appeared.

“Go ‘invite’ the general to come here.”

“Just say that Mrs. Lieu has something important to discuss.”

The guards were ordered to leave. Lieu Thi looked at me, her eyes filled with disbelief.

“You… you are crazy!”

“Do you want to make a big deal out of this?”

"Aren't you afraid... the Shen family will be destroyed?"

“You are also a member of the Tham family!”

I feel like I just heard the most ridiculous thing in the world.

“From the moment my mother was killed by you.”

“I, Tham Hoa Thuong, no longer have any relationship with the Tham family.”

“Right now, I am a member of the Pho family.”

"She is the Queen's daughter-in-law, the Crown Princess that the Crown Prince has personally promised to be crowned in the future."

“Do you think… the life or death of the Tham family has anything to do with me?”

Lieu Thi was completely speechless. I am no longer the lonely girl who lets her manipulate me. Now we hold power in our hands, with solid support behind us. As for her and Tham Trong Van, they are just meat on my chopping board. Very quickly, Tham Trong Van was "invited" there. He was only wearing an outer robe, obviously having been awakened from his sleep. When I saw the scene in the back garden. When she saw Lieu Thi kneeling on the ground with envelopes and poisons scattered everywhere. His face instantly lost all color. He looked at me, his lips trembling.

“Hoa Thuong… I…”

I turned to him and performed the standard ceremony of a noble lady.

"Late night disturbed father's sleep, I hope he will forgive me."

“Just a girl… discovered something interesting.”

“I want to invite father… to enjoy it a little.”

I took the envelope written by his own hand and brought it in front of him.

“Father, viewers.”

“This handwriting, this ink… it's been so many years and it's still so clear.”

“‘The deputy mayor does not die, you and I will never have a peaceful day.’”

“Tsk tusk… it's true that every sentence and every word stabs straight into the heart.”

Tham Trong Van's body staggered. He wanted to step back, but found that his legs were so weak that he no longer obeyed orders.

“No… I didn't write…”

He was still doing his last bit of struggling. I laughed.

“What about this?”

I picked up a packet of black powder.

“‘Shield Co.’”

“Father, sir… shouldn't be a stranger, right?”

"After all, that year... it was you who personally brought each bowl of this poisonous medicine and forced my mother to drink it."

My words were like the last straw, completely crushing him. He made a "plop" sound and fell to the ground. Completely give up all resistance. He knows that in the face of this ironclad evidence, all excuses are useless.

“Your Highness… spare my life… spare my life…”

He began to bow his head and beg me. The reigning Prime Minister once had the power to command the court and was noble and noble. At this moment, he is exactly like a dog, crawling at my feet, wagging his tail, begging for pity.

“Hoa Thuong… I am your father…”

“I can't…”

“Father?”

I interrupted him, looking down from above.

“When my mother was tormented by poison to the point of death, where were you?”

“When I was taken to the Queen's palace and almost died, where were you?”

“Now… you tell me that you are my father?”

“Tham Trong Van, you are not worthy!”

I kicked him hard and kicked him to the ground. I looked at the male and female dog couple kneeling in front of me. In my heart, there is only endless sadness and sky-high hatred.

“Where are you?”

I spoke coldly.

“Tie these two up.”

“As well as all the evidence here, take it all away.”

“After dawn, I will play the Dang Van drum.”

“I want to… report to the king.”

“I want people to see clearly.”

"The current Prime Minister colluded with the outside government and poisoned his own wife!"

“I want you…”

“The body is ruined and the name is ruined!”

“Even after death… must be spit on by thousands of people!”

The next morning, when the first rays of sunlight just appeared. A deep drum sound echoed, tearing through the pre-dawn silence of the capital. Dong——That is the sound of the Dang Van drum placed outside Ngo Mon. There is no injustice, absolutely do not attack casually. Once the drum sounds, it will be transmitted directly to the heavenly hearing. Dong—— dong—— dong—— The sound of drums continued one after another. It's like denouncing a heinous crime. Countless early risers and officials preparing to enter the court followed the sound of drums and gathered towards Ngo Mon. They wanted to see who it was... who had such courage and injustice. When he clearly saw the woman wearing a black dress kneeling in front of Dang Van's drum, she tried her best to beat the drum over and over again. Everyone simultaneously took a breath of cold air. Princess Hoa Thuong!