Chapter 8 Capturing the Traitors
"Do you want to live?"
I pinched the maid's jaw, squinting as I asked her.
She trembled nonstop, bit her lip and nodded vigorously.
"If you want to live, do as I say. What Qi Wanwan can give you, this princess can give you more."
"Y-Yes... this servant will listen to the princess in everything."
The maid clung to me like a piece of driftwood while drowning, and told everything Qi Wanwan instructed her.
"This servant didn't want to frame the princess, she threatened with my mother's and younger siblings' lives at home, so this servant..."
"Alright, I know."
I waved my hand, and immediately Zhuyun Guard went to rescue the maid's family.
Then, it was waiting for news from below the cliff.
Qi Wanwan chose this place to jump because below was a river hard to salvage.
Even if the body wasn't seen, others would think she was dead.
But actually, she was proficient in swimming.
After jumping, she dived away from under the river, hid her identity for three years, and only jumped out when Zhao Yan became emperor.
...
I waited on Qishan for two hours, soon Zhuyun Guard returned to report that they had caught Qi Wanwan.
In a small house downstream of the river, Qi Wanwan's hair was disheveled, tied up and pressed to the ground, beside her was the person prepared to receive her.
Her childhood sweetheart, Wei Chuan.
Also my consort in my previous life, the culprit who poisoned me and caused my violent death.
Good, really good.
Bone-chilling hatred occupied my mind, I clapped my hands and appeared before them with a smile.
"Qi Wanwan, Wei Chuan, surprised to see me?"
Their pupils constricted, their faces drained of color.
Qi Wanwan struggled fiercely, screaming shrilly.
"Zhao Tangyue, how are you here?"
"You knew my plan long ago, so you waited at the bottom of the cliff?"
"Correct, you got it right!" I winked playfully, squatted down, and grabbed her hair.
In her painful wails, my lips curled into a smile as bright as the sun.
"Want to frame me with fake death? How about this princess helps you, turning you into a real corpse."
I dragged her to the riverbank, grabbed her head, and pressed her into the cold river water.
Her limbs were bound and couldn't struggle, making gurgling sounds.
I couldn't help but laugh, gripping her hair tightly. "Aren't you good at swimming? Let me see how long you can stay in the water?"
"No... help..."
Qi Wanwan opened her mouth to call for help, but river water quickly blocked her nose and mouth.
I fished her out when she was about to drown, waited for her to catch her breath, then pressed her back harshly.
Before my eyes emerged the days locked in You Ting.
Qi Wanwan, already empress, ordered people to press me to kneel on the ground.
Then poured a bowl of spoiled porridge in front of me, mixed with dust and mud, forcing me to lick it clean.
I refused, she had people force open my mouth and pour it in bit by bit.
The foul smell and disgusting sour water surged into my throat, I retched, vomiting nonstop on the ground.
Qi Wanwan stepped on my back.
"Zhao Tangyue, do you think you're still that pampered little princess?"
"You're just a lowly maid locked in You Ting!"
"How is it, does the porridge taste good?"