When they blurted out the key words ten years ago, Cao Huayu's face suddenly changed. Like a cornered beast, Cao Huayu bared his fangs and was ready to pounce on them and bite off their necks and die together with them.
Cao Zhengwei, who had been silent with his eyes half closed, sighed after a long time of silence, as if he had aged twenty years in a very short time and accepted an unavoidable fate. He raised his hand and waved it at Cao Huayu, indicating for him to restrain his emotions and step aside. Then, under the astonished gazes of everyone, he slowly raised his head and asked with his eagle-like old eyes, "Who are you people!?"
The light in Qinxin's eyes swayed. The girl's eyes were red, like a vast ocean that had been suppressed for ten years and finally couldn't control it anymore. She breathed heavily and stepped forward step by step, squeezing out the greatest courage in the world from the deepest part of her heart and staring at the high-ranking official in front of her with the most resentful eyes in the world, as well as the people who were dressed in official robes, "Ten years ago, Zhao Mingzhen of the Hanjiang Prefecture, do you still remember this name?"
"Are you …" Cao Zhengwei hesitated for a bit, then immediately squinted his eyes and denied with a sneer, "Impossible, all the descendants of the Zhao Family are dead! Zhao Mingzhen committed a heinous crime that year, and His Majesty personally ordered her whole family to be executed. After her death, the corpses were checked one by one, and I personally led people to check the corpses! There can't be such an oversight! "
Qinxin wiped her tears and sneered, "Have you forgotten that the Zhao Family had a little daughter who was drowned in the lotus pond not long after she was born?"
Those memories covered in dust, spilled blood, and decayed were forced to recall in his mind. Cao Zhengwei's eyes flickered for a moment, then he clenched the armrest of the chair and said, "No, even if that child was swapped by Zhao Mingzhen, your ages don't match. If that child is still alive today, she is only ten years old!"
Qinxin's tender voice was full of sarcasm, "I didn't expect that a scumbag like you could still remember her. You are right, it really wasn't me … If it was me, or any of us, how good it would be … If father had agreed to the Headmaster's suggestion and swapped one of us with his own child, maybe there could still be one or two descendants of the Zhao Family. Unfortunately, he didn't. He arranged for us to die first and abandoned his own family … "
The tears on her face were still flowing down, as if they were accumulating into a pond that could never be filled. "That year, I was three years old. Not long after I was picked up by my father, I was small and hid in the bamboo forest, watching with my own eyes as you wolves burned, killed, and looted the courtyard. You laughed as you beheaded Uncle Su and Auntie Liu, and pierced Brother Lan's chest with a sword … I was scared silly. I lay on the ground and slid into that little rabbit hole. I couldn't say anything. I watched as Madam held my newborn sister and kowtowed to you, begging you to spare her sister's life. She kowtowed until her head was covered in blood. But what about you beasts? Why did you have to stab her sister's soft little body in front of her, until she couldn't cry anymore … In desperation, madam held her sister and fell into the pond. In this life, the next life, and forever, I will never forget that blood-soaked pond. I will never forget you evil ghosts who should go to the eighteenth level of hell!!! "
After Qinxin finished speaking, she couldn't control her emotions and almost fainted from crying. Zimo hurried forward and hugged her, patting her back to comfort her. Shaoyuan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and staggered in front of them. He stood in front of them and stood in front of them. His pair of youthful and sharp eyes faced everyone here without fear. Even though there was fear in his heart, he still went forward, "Don't you want to know who we are? Let me tell you, all of us standing here, including Wenwen and Jun 'er who didn't come, have different blood flowing in our bodies. But we all have the same surname — Zhao. We are all the descendants of Zhao Mingzhen! He is the best person in the world. Today, on behalf of our father, we will seek justice from each and every one of you! "
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