Zhao Xin still didn’t know why this box was so important to her brother. She also couldn’t imagine that those were Ming Zhu’s ashes. She asked, “What’s in this box?”
Zhao Zhi raised his expressionless face, the look in his dim eyes also looked indifferent, as he said, “Nothing, it’s nothing important.”
Not important? Zhao Xin didn’t believe it, for her brother to lose his bearing like this, how could it not be important?
Zhao Zhi’s thumbs were clutching the box, the snow-white skin of his thin wrists was covered with bulging veins.
Chapter 189
(67.2)
As Zhao Zhi put the box back in its place, he seemed to have exhausted the last of his strength. He turned to look at Zhao Xin and asked: “Did you make enough trouble? Are you relieved now?”
Zhao Xin did not dare to make any more trouble but also did not want to give in, she lowered her eyes, clutching her fingertips, “Mother has met Ming Zhu.”
Zhao Zhi was touching a handkerchief in his sleeve, it was embroidered with begonias, and he thoughtlessly dipped it into the water, wetting it before slowly wringing out the excess water. He then wiped his blood-stained fingers clean.
Zhao Xin raised her eyes to look at him, while she said, “If Mother knew that you are still treating Ming Zhu like this even after her death, she would definitely be very angry.”
Her mother was the gentlest person she had ever met in the world, and she had almost never really gotten angry with them from the time they were children until now. Zhao Xin had heard her father say that it was a terrifying thing when her mother really got angry, she would never treat you well again, and never care for you again.
The corners of Zhao Zhi’s mouth twisted, “You’ve only been with Ming Zhu for a few days and yet you’re so nice to her.”
“This matter was originally your fault.”
Before, Zhao Zhi was very stubborn, no matter who came to persuade him, no matter what was said, it did not work. Ming Zhu wanted to escape from him by dying? It was wishful thinking. He wouldn’t let her rest in peace even if she died, on the contrary, he wanted to trap her in the netherworld. When comes the time for him to die too, he would be buried together with her.
Everyone was saying she was dead.
Zhao Zhi refused to recognize it.
He raised his eyes and looked at Zhao Xin, and then seemed like he was compromising as he said, “Do whatever you like.”
It was of no matter if she found a sacred site with good feng shui to build a tomb for her, or if she had a memorial tablet dedicated to her, for everything that belonged to her was still with him, and no one was going to take it away.
Zhao Xin was afraid that her brother would regret it, so she hastily took care of the matter the very next day. It was better to have an empty tomb than none at all.
She had made trouble for so long because of this matter, that her entire person had turned haggard and thin. For more than half a month after, she was exhausted, listless and depressed. With much efforts, her cousin persuaded her to go out for a stroll, but she bumped into someone she did not like.
Ming Ru bent her knees and greeted her, “I hope Your Highness is well.”
Since her marriage was cancelled, Ming Ru rarely showed her face, she was ill at home and not seeing anyone. A few months had passed, and she finally came out again to see people once her complexion recovered.
Zhao Xin nodded her head, a gesture that could be considered as a greeting, and then turned around, in a great manner, leading her people away.
Ming Ru pinched the arm of the maid beside her with force, the resentment in her eyes was hard to hide, that b*tch Ming Zhu had used her life to ruin her marriage, even though she was thoroughly dead now, she still resented her without measure.
When Ming Ru heard that Zhao Xin had kindly build a tomb for Ming Zhu and invited a feng shui master to do a ceremony, she smiled faintly and said to the maid beside her, “When we go back, go tell Lin Yuan to find some criminals.” After a pause, her vermilion lips opened slightly, “Wait until the night is dark, and dig up her grave.”
The maid’s heart jumped, “Miss, won’t doing such a thing be too ……” damaging to their karma.
Ming Ru casually fiddled with her nails, “It’s not like we’re the ones that are going to dig, what are you afraid of?”
The maid still felt that doing this kind of thing was really too much, if not for a blood feud or deep-seated hatred, digging up a person’s grave was unnecessary. She smiled in embarrassment, and dared to continue to persuade her, “This servant heard that the fifth miss’s tomb was built on the princess’s orders, after many efforts on her part, if she knew ……, I don’t dare to think of the consequences. ”
“That’s why I said to find a few criminals.” Ming Ru’s mouth curled up into a cold smile, the princess was too meddlesome, the crown was unwilling to treat Ming Zhu well even after her death, and she deserved it. Why did the princess have the need to meddle?
Ming Ru summoned her mother’s close servant and very soon, they found a few people who would do anything for money. When no one was paying attention, they dug up the empty grave and broke the tombstone in half.
When Zhao Xin found out about this, she nearly died from anger. The princess flew into a rage and ordered the people from the imperial court of justice to bring the culprits in front of her within three days.
The secretary of the imperial court of justice felt that the princess, who had always been unreasonable and capricious, was really making a mountain out of a molehill. For this kind of small matter like digging up a grave, she wanted the imperial court of justice to investigate? Was this not disrespecting them?