Chapter 7 — The Seventy-year-old Ancestor single-handedly built a barbaric official to demand justice for me

I looked at him, all I could do was laugh coldly. Do you regret it now? At that moment, "I", wearing a palace maid's uniform, slowly walked out from the crowd. She walked in front of Ly Canh. Everyone is stupid. Ly Canh also raised his head to see her. His cries immediately choked. His eyes widened like bronze bells.

“You… you…”

“Are you human or demon?”

“I” laughed.

“Normal Ly Canh.”

“I'm not dead yet, are you very disappointed?”

My sudden appearance caused the entire funeral place to fall into dead silence. Everyone looked at me with demonic eyes. Ly Canh was so scared that he kept backing away, finally falling to the ground.

“Demon… demon!”

He screamed loudly. Even the mandarins escorting him were so scared that their faces turned pale, and the hand holding the knife trembled non-stop. Step by step I walked towards Ly Canh.

“You haven't seen me for a few days and you still don't recognize me?”

“Or do you hope that I will never appear again?”

My voice is not loud. But it was clearly transmitted to each person's ears. Ly Canh looked at me, confirmed that there was a shadow under my feet, then trembled and opened his mouth:

"Zhao Qingwan? You... you're not dead yet?"

"Thanks to your blessing, I am still alive."

I looked down at him from above.

“You said you were sorry to me just now?”

"Are you saying you're blind and can't see people clearly?"

Ly Canh's face was sometimes blue, sometimes white. The words he just said were spoken to "dead people", they were performed for the world to see. Who would have thought that the owner would actually come back alive? This is just too awkward. I laughed coldly.

“Ly Canh, stop your hypocritical appearance.”

“The person you are at fault with is not me.”

“But the power that should belong to you.”

“What you regret is not my death.”

"But because he was on the wrong side, he was deposed and imprisoned."

Every word I said was like a slap, fiercely hitting him in the face. Ly Canh's face turned red like pig liver. He wanted to refute, but couldn't say a word. Because what we say is the truth. The way the people around him looked at him also changed. From initial sympathy turned into contempt.

“It turned out to be pretending.”

"I told you before, before the marriage was canceled so decisively, why are you running here crying now?"

“What a pseudo-gentleman.”

The sounds of gossip were like needles stabbing into Ly Canh's ears. His pride was openly trampled under my feet.

“Trieu Thanh Loan!”

He was so embarrassed that he became angry and roared.

“Don't be complacent!”

“Even if you're not dead, so what?”

"You're just a servant's daughter, yet you dare to publicly humiliate the prince!"

“I… I am…”

“What are you?”

I directly interrupted him.

“It is a people who have been abandoned.”

“Ly Canh, do you still not understand your situation until now?”

“Right now you don't even have the qualifications to talk to me.”

I stopped paying attention to him, turned around and said to the group of soldiers carrying the coffin:

“Generals, it's been hard.”

"If Princess An Lac is still alive in this world, then this national funeral is as far as I can see."

“Bring this premium incense coffin to the commoner Ly Canh.”

“Consider it my last gift to him face.”

Donate a coffin. This is to curse him to death. Ly Canh was so angry that his whole body trembled. He pointed at me "you you you" for half a day. Finally, he couldn't breathe and was so angry that he fainted. Watching him being frantically carried away by the mandarins, there was not a single wavering in my heart. This is just the beginning. My eyes turned towards the noble ladies who used to bully me in the crowd. As soon as they made contact with my eyes, they immediately bowed their heads in confusion. I smiled softly and slowly walked towards them. The leader is the daughter of the Minister of Lai, Vuong Nha. In the past, her favorite thing was to bring a group of people along and mock me in the morning and at night. Say I'm a country girl, say I'm not worthy of the Third Prince.

“Miss Wang.”

I softly opened my mouth.