Qin Chuang looked at Emperor Chengde, without thinking, without any hesitation, he said: “Your Majesty, now that I am living with the princess, my life is worry-free. My sister and I have no demands. If we must say we have a desire, it is for the well-being of all the people in the world.”

The Emperor of Chengde was very impressed with Qin Chuang's abilities. Even now, as long as he didn't ask for too much, the emperor would grant him his wish.

But he did not ask for any high official position or wealth for himself and his sister.

"Child, all the people in the world are my subjects. Why do you need to ask me?" Emperor Chengde smiled. "Your father was a good official and a good father. He raised you well. I see his integrity in you. I can bestow upon you gold, silver, and jewels, so that you and your siblings will live carefree lives."

"Thank you, Your Majesty. With the country prosperous and the people content, my sister and I will have enough to eat." Qin Chuang thought of the foolish things he had done before to feed his younger sister, and felt ashamed.

And so many poor people in the world, many face the same choices he once did.

How about this: you stay in the capital and study hard. Once you achieve something, you can inherit your father's wishes and benefit the people of one side. What do you think?

Qin Chuang looked at Tang Xian, seeing him nod, but he remembered one thing, "Your Majesty, the commoner also wants to study, but studying is not limited by place. The commoner once promised someone that after my father's injustice was cleared, I would go see her."

"Is this person more important than your future?" the Emperor Xianfeng asked with a smile.

He was actually a little curious, wondering who this person could be.

"Your Majesty, people are important, but keeping a promise is even more so. A true man of honor keeps his word."

"Good!" The Emperor Chengde smiled with satisfaction. "Then I shall follow your advice."

Thus, Emperor Chengde proposed a posthumous title for Zhong Bochang, elevating him to the rank of First-Rank子爵. This was considered a way to appease his spirit in heaven. As for Qin Chuang and Qin Xiu, the siblings were now granted official recognition. However, Qin Chuang had an appointment to fulfill and chose to leave, while Qin Xiu opted to remain at Tingfeng Lou and follow Fu Jiujiu.

However, these things are not that important to the two siblings of the Qin family anymore.

Nothing is more cathartic than allowing them to get their revenge with their own hands.

Tang Xian had already pleaded for this grace on their behalf.

Although Yan Fu's home was raided and Yan Yu's whereabouts are unknown, it would be easy to find out her true location if one really wanted to.

Three days later, Yan Song was to be executed. On the day of his execution, Qin Chuang and Qin Xiu, the two siblings, dressed in heavy mourning clothes, stood before Yan Song, each holding a sharp blade.

"This knife belonged to my father."

"This knife belonged to my mother."

"This blade is for the wronged souls of our Zhong family who died in vain."

"This knife belongs to the people of Li Chao..."

One knife after another, Yan Song, with his mouth gagged, could only whimper. Until the thirty-sixth blade, he could no longer bear the pain, coupled with excessive blood loss, and died.

Until Yan Song took his last breath, the white mourning clothes of the siblings were stained with little red dots, like blossoming red plum blossoms, eerie and alluring.

Qin Chuang used his sleeve to wipe the blood off his sister's face, and together they walked towards where their parents had been attacked and kowtowed three times. The great revenge was finally avenged.

But trouble also came with it.

Although the two people's identities were no longer ordinary, there were still many unpleasant rumors about Qin Xiu.

She just seems like a ruthless killer. Her hands are fast and steady with the knife, she's not someone to mess with.

Qin Xiu heard Fu Jiu learn from those people's faces and finished speaking, coldly snorted: "Who cares about their likes."

"Miss, where did you hear these words?"

Fujujiao of course heard it from the mouths of her little animal friends, "Where you heard it doesn't matter, what matters is why you won't go with your brother?"

Qin Chuang had already set off for Beidi in the morning. Fu Jiu knew that they were siblings who grew up together and didn't stop Qin Xiu, but Qin Xiu still stayed behind.

"My brother went to find Numu, so I'm not going to join in the commotion. Anyway, no matter where he goes, he's still my brother. It's not like we're staying in Beidi forever. I still want to learn martial arts well and protect the girl." Qin Xiu smiled.

"If it weren't for the young lady's generosity back then, my brother and I wouldn't be alive today. We would have starved to death long ago, let alone avenging our parents. We will never be able to repay the young lady's kindness in this lifetime."

At the time, Fu Jiu Jiu still felt like she might have raised a tiger as her pet, luckily, she hadn't made the wrong choice.

"Xiuxi, your brother's name is Zhong Lingyu. Are you named Zhong Lingxiu?" Fu Jiujiao asked curiously.

Qin Xiumei nodded. “Miss, you guessed right! My name is Zhong Lingxiu, but I think Qin Xiu sounds pretty good too.”

Seeing her completely unaffected by the rumors and gossip, Fu Chi-Chiu felt relieved.

On this day, she was once again ordered to the residence of the Fifth Prince.

Tang Yang was still unconscious, like a shell without a soul. His lips were purple, and the poison in his body hadn't been completely removed.

"My lady, how is my master?"

Fu Jiujiu had just finished packing up her silver needles, and Lu Dahai hadn't even come to ask. The maid couldn't wait any longer and spoke eagerly.

Fu Jiujiu expressionlessly replied, "A little bit better."

At this time, Lu Dahai had already arrived, helping the little dumpling down from the bed, "Your Highness, are you tired? How are you?"

Fu Jiu Jiu shook her head, and Yan Yu quickly took a handkerchief to wipe away the tiny beads of sweat on her forehead.

Although it's only a little better, the poison won't last long and will be gone soon. Then he will be able to wake up.

Fu Jiujiu thought for a moment, "I can also ask the Fifth Prince brother, how did he get such a powerful poison? This poison doesn't seem to be made by Li Fei."..

Lu Dahai cleared his throat, looked around, and reminded, "Princess, that's not Li Fei anymore, you can't call her that way. Remember?"

Fuju touched her head, "Thank you, Grandpa."

"It's alright, how much longer will it take for her to wake up?" Lu Dahai asked seriously. "It doesn't matter, I just wanted to ask, so that I can report back to the Emperor later. It's fine if you don't know. The princess is so young and already this capable."

Fujujiao took a deep breath, “About half a month.”

Lu Haida nodded, indicating he had taken note.

And Fu Jiujiu's lingering gaze was also on the maid, and she was also seriously memorizing it.

After returning to the palace, Lu Dahai told Emperor Chongde about his suspicions regarding the little ball of milk.

Emperor Chengde was also very surprised, after all, when it came to Tang Yang's poisoning, he felt that the source of the poison should be his mother.

The little dumpling said it wasn't.

"Your Majesty, could it be that the young princess has mistaken something?" Lu Dahai tentatively said, "This poison isn't a person, so how could it have a nose and eyes to recognize?"

Emperor Chengde shook his head. “Jiujiu wouldn’t lie, think about it, when has that child ever said he wasn't sure?”

Lu Dahai thought carefully, "That's right, where did the Fifth Prince's poison come from?"

Then you'd have to ask him.

Emperor Chengde took a deep breath of cool air, tapping his fingers on the desk, feeling uneasy in his heart.

First release on the Traditional Chinese Novel Network