Upon hearing this, Zhao Shu almost lost her composure, but fortunately Huo Baichuan pulled her back from her rage, saying, "What's the rush? Your father isn't that kind of person."
"Didn't you hear her threatening my father? If I find out who Song Tianhe is, I'll cripple him!" she accused indignantly.
Huo Baichuan shook his head, "Shouldn't they have crippled your aunt? What does it have to do with Song Tianhe?"
"He had an affair with my mother, if he's not punished, who is?" She shut up after saying that, afraid that Huo Baichuan would ask her what an affair was.
However, Huo Baichuan clearly knew what those two words meant, nothing more than their literal meaning. He chuckled twice, "You can forgive someone who steals your husband from your mother? You're really broad-minded."
"My father will not be taken away," Zhao Shu said confidently. "Besides, the wicked will be punished by heaven. We'll see."
"I'm afraid this is something you're doing yourself," Huo Baichuan said with strong disapproval. "You're so young, yet you're already playing dirty tricks. It's not good for your physical and mental health."
Zhao Shu ignored him, listening intently, afraid of missing even a single word.
As expected of father and daughter, Prince Yong's reaction greatly boosted Zhao Shu's pride. He said, "It's not ten years, it's ten years, nineteen days and seven hours. The thought that the person who killed her has not gone to her grave to repent for the past ten years, nineteen days and seven hours makes my heart ache as if it were pierced by a thousand arrows."
"I could never marry you in this lifetime. I never could, I never can, and I never will. My only mistake in this life was listening to Ying'er and letting you live until now. I don't know how you made Ying'er think until the very end that I shouldn't hold a grudge against you, but it's time for you to repay what you owe Ying'er."
"Hahahaha, do you want my life?" Jiang Yue laughed maniacally, but her eyes were already filled with tears. Looking at Prince Yong's face, which had become rough but even more charming, she said obsessively, "I owe her? I don't owe her anything, she owes me. She stole my marriage, she stole everything from me, she owes me! You owe me too, you all owe me!"
Her heart ached so much she could hardly breathe. Every cell in her body ached, so much so that she wished she had never lived, never known the man before her. Her heart broke again and again. She hated herself for being so attached to this man, hated that her second sister could win all of this man's affection, and hated her dead mother. Why did she have to die? If her mother hadn't died, her father wouldn't have remarried, and if he hadn't remarried, there would be no Jiang Ying!
She hated Jiang Ying the most. Jiang Ying stole her clothes, her hairpins, her monthly allowance, her father's favor, and her marriage. In the end, she got nothing and lost everything. She hated her! She hated her so much that she wanted to eat her flesh and drink her blood!
So, she wanted Jiang Ying to die, to die in agony, to lose everything! She succeeded, but why, why couldn't the person she loved see her? She and Jiang Ying looked so alike, sometimes even close friends couldn't tell them apart, but why did he only see Jiang Ying and not her?
I'm not reconciled! I'm not reconciled!
"Ying'er has never taken anything from you. Everything she has is earned with her own hard work. She doesn't rely on her father or brothers, nor on you. She has walked this path step by step. If there is anything Ying'er owes in this world, it is A-Jun. She once said that she wished she could live longer, to watch her daughter grow up, get married, have children, and live a peaceful life. The only person in this world who can say that Ying'er owes her is A-Jun. You are not qualified. Today, I advise you to hand over Song Tianhe immediately. For the sake of your father-in-law, I will let you off the hook. Your father-in-law has worked hard and worried about you all his life. He is getting old and I hope that you, as his eldest daughter, will think about him and fulfill your filial duty. Don't let him outlive his son in his old age."
After saying this, Prince Yong did not want to get entangled with Jiang Yue any longer. He turned around and entered Hanzhang Palace. Uncle Fu and Mo Qin exchanged a glance, called Bi Qiao and Granny Zhuang, and followed them into Hanzhang Palace. When they passed by the heartbroken Jiang Yue, they did not even bend down before entering Hanzhang Palace.
Bi Qiao, in particular, was practically spitting on him.
As if overwhelmed by grief and needing time to process it, Jiang Yue knelt down, sobbing, long after Prince Yong had left. "I only want you, only you. I can give up everything else, just you..."
After Zhao Shu and Bi Qiao disappeared around the corner, she swaggered out of the main gate of Hanzhang Palace. Xiao Guozi and the others guarding the various places quickly gathered around her when they saw her coming out of the gate.
Looking back, Huo Baichuan, who had climbed over the wall and was waving goodbye to her, whispered to Xiao Guozi, "Go and investigate why Mr. Huo is so concerned about Jiang Yue."
Xiao Guozi hesitated, "Princess, why don't you ask Mr. Huo directly, or Miss Huo? This servant..." He lowered his head, "This servant is afraid our people won't be able to find out, and Xiao Zhuzi hasn't returned yet, you know, this servant..."
The truth is, the Huo family is difficult to deal with. Zhao Shu rolled her eyes at him. Didn't she ask them earlier? However, Huo Baichuan clearly didn't want to tell her the truth.
"No matter what method you use, you have to find out. If you find out, there will be a big reward. If you don't find out, humph." He snorted coldly and walked towards Jiang Yue.
Walking up to Jiang Yue, she said, "You killed my mother and hid someone very important to her. A few months ago, my grandfather told me that a young master from a landlord's family had traveled the world with my mother, opening shops and doing business. He must be Song Tianhe. My mother spared your life back then because she couldn't bear to see my grandfather lose two daughters, and also to protect Song Tianhe's life. She was kind-hearted, but I am different. Aunt, I'll call you Aunt one last time. No matter where you hide Song Tianhe, I will find him and make you repent at my mother's grave."
Jiang Yue raised her head, tears streaming down her face, but she smiled. "Back then, Jiang Ying also said that she would call me 'sister' one last time. And it really was the last time she called me 'sister,' because she died later and could no longer speak."
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