Yang Yizhen cried day and night for several days without drinking a drop of water. When she was thirsty, she saw the teacup being handed to her, she could no longer bear it, snatched the teacup, and poured it into her mouth.

"Humph, that's because you Qinghe people have won, and you just want to show off your power. Come on, humiliate me. Now that my family has been wiped out and I've lost power in the court, it's a perfect time for you to humiliate me."

Yang Yizhen slammed the teacup to the ground, turned around and sat on a chair next to the mourning hall, and yelled at Ruan Shihao: "Come on, use whatever skills you have."

The servants sent by various noble families to help with the funeral scattered in an instant, all hiding behind the curtains, leaving only their eyes wide open to watch, while some even took out small notebooks and began to write and draw seriously.

"The Right Prime Minister must have been so furious that he's lost his mind. I'm not a Qinghe villain, I'm Nguyen Shiping. Your Majesty has issued an edict, and the 'Khmer Hero' you and the Left Prime Minister co-signed, how could you be a Qinghe villain?"

"Bah! Everyone knows where you, the 'Qinghe villain', came from! Don't worry, you won't be well for long. When His Majesty recovers, I will personally lead the army to crush Qinghe and chop you into pieces to appease my hatred!"

"Oh? The Holy King of Cambodia is on the throne, and everyone knows it, yet the Right Prime Minister says that Your Majesty hasn't recovered? Is the Right Prime Minister still dissatisfied with Your Majesty? Or is he resentful of this incident?" Ruan Shiping looked around warily and said loudly, "Fortunately, no one is around. Otherwise, if someone overheard, the Right Prime Minister would be in more trouble than just now. But don't worry, Right Prime Minister, this humble servant and I, your servant, are both very secretive and will definitely not tell anyone."

"You...you..." Yang Yizhen's heart, which had been as dead as ashes, was once again provoked by Ruan Shiping: "I am the only one left in my family. Do you think I am afraid of you? Do you think you can do anything to me by making up rumors?"

"Right Prime Minister!" Ruan Shihao roared in anger, then relaxed and said in a calm voice, "The Right Prime Minister is angry, and I understand. But there is no need for you to be so desperate. Since the Holy King is on the throne, if the Right Prime Minister has truly been wronged, he will naturally be able to find out the truth and bring justice to the Right Prime Minister.

As for his family, I'll be honest. Your parents are already old and won't live much longer. Honestly, if they die a few days earlier, it's not a big deal. You don't need to worry about them. As for your wife and children, you can remarry and have more sons. With your wealth, wouldn't it be better to marry a young and beautiful woman and have more clever children?

Ruan Shihao slowly walked up to the Right Prime Minister's ear and whispered, "Qinghe Bo said he's doing this for your own good. I hope you can be grateful. Of course, I also need you to settle the funds for Operation Qinghe. Brothers should settle accounts clearly."