The Seventy-year-old Ancestor single-handedly built a barbaric official to demand justice for me
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Chapter 5

Chapter 5 — The Seventy-year-old Ancestor single-handedly built a barbaric official to demand justice for me

Updated 10/08/2026 4 min read

I see that torn mat. Look at that crooked tree stump. But under the mat it was completely empty. My body is gone. Grandma's body swayed slightly. She rushed forward, knelt down on the ground, and frantically used her hands to dig up the land. Mud, crushed stone, dry grass. Nothing.

“Thanh Loan!”

“Where is my Thanh Loan!”

She let out a miserable scream of pain. The old man who had never changed his face before standing in front of thousands of thousands of horses, was crying like a child at this moment. I hovered next to her, wanting to comfort her. But I'm just a soul, you can't see me, and you can't hear me. Where did my body end up? Who took it away? A scary thought slowly rose in my head. Could it be that because Trieu Duc and the others wanted to destroy evidence, they disposed of my body early... I don't dare to think about it anymore. Grandma searched all night. Her people almost overturned the entire cemetery at once. Still haven't harvested anything. It's morning. The housewife was sitting on the ground, her whole body covered in mud. Her eyes were covered with red blood. Vuong Ma Tu stepped forward and said in a low voice:

“General, could it be… that a stray dog…”

“Shut up!”

Grandma shouted loudly. She didn't believe it. She absolutely did not believe that her granddaughter would fall into such an outcome. At that moment, a small soldier quickly ran over.

"General! There's someone in the palace!"

“Say… say the Queen invited you to the palace for a visit.”

Grandma slowly stood up. Her eyes finally regained a trace of alertness. Why is she looking for her grandmother? My mother passed away early, and I have never had any relationships with people in the palace. At this time, the Queen summoned her grandmother, there must be a reason. My soul followed my grandmother into the palace. Kun Ninh palace. The queen dismissed all the surrounding palace staff, leaving only one close mother. She looked at her grandmother, her expression extremely complicated.

“General Phung, no see for many years.”

Grandma was not polite to her at all.

“What is the matter with the Queen looking for me?”

The queen was silent for a moment then gently waved her hand. The mother immediately turned around and entered the inner hall. Very soon, she helped a young woman out from inside. The girl was wearing a pure white dress, her face was pale, and her body was extremely weak. But that face... When I saw that face, my soul suddenly trembled violently. That face looks exactly like mine. It's not someone else. That's me. Still alive? I looked at "me" standing in front of me, my mind completely blank. How is this possible? Obviously I'm dead. I personally felt the bone-chilling cold of the ice lake, felt the suffocating pain of not being able to breathe, felt the despair when life left my body little by little. My soul also saw with my own eyes my body being thrown to the cemetery. But who is this living person before your eyes? Grandma was also stunned. She looked at the young girl, her lips trembling constantly, but she could not utter a word. The young girl, under the help of her mother, slowly walked towards her grandmother. She looked at her, her eyes filled with the attachment and guilt of a junior for an elder. Then, she slowly kneel down. Her voice was weak and hoarse, but it was truly my voice.

"She's an unfilial daughter, making people worry."

Granny's tears immediately welled up in that moment. She raised her trembling hand, wanting to touch the girl's face, but did not dare. Like everything in front of me is just a fragile, fragile dream.

“Thanh Loan… are you… are you still alive?”

The young girl, who was also "me", gently nodded.

“It was the Queen who saved me.”

Everyone's eyes simultaneously turned towards the Queen. The Queen sighed softly and slowly told the whole truth of the incident. It turns out that this mother Ly next to the Queen is my mother's maid of honor that year. After her mother passed away, she asked for grace to enter the palace and serve the Queen. She still remembers me.

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