Rebirth: The Journey of an Heiress

Chapter 87: Chapter 86: Poor Person_1

“Protect the Fourth Madam!” Mrs. Dong shouted, her eyes wide open.

Xiao Rongyan’s guards moved swiftly, catching Fourth Madam Wang just an inch away from the coffin. @@novelbin@@

Bai Qingyan felt her whole body tense up, as if a bucket of hot oil had been poured over her heart. Only when she saw her fourth aunt being held tightly by Xiao Rongyan’s guard, did she slowly relax the hand clenched in her sleeve.

Mrs. Dong rushed over, hugging Fourth Madam, choked, “Fourth sister-in-law! You must not do anything foolish!”

“That damned King Xin! Heartless dog! What right does he have to treat the Bai family this way? What right does he have to treat my son like this? Oh, heaven! Are you blind? Why didn’t you let that dog King Xin die on the battlefield? Why didn’t he die!”

The frail Fourth Madam had nothing left to fear after the deaths of her husband and son. Regardless of the Royal Family or the emperor’s son, she had resolved to die. Could she not curse once freely?!

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“Mother!”

“Mother!”

The Fifth and Sixth girls rushed over, kneeling and hugging Fourth Madam’s legs, crying.

“Mother, we’ve already lost our grandfather and father! We can’t lose you too!” Sixth Miss Bai Jinhua choked through her tears.

Fifth Miss Bai Jinzhao cried, “Though we are not your biological daughters, you raised us from childhood. You are our real mother… If you follow Father and Brother, what will we do?!”

Fourth Madam Wang lowered her head to look at the pair of twin concubine daughters clinging to her legs. Her heart softened, and she collapsed, hugging the two girls and weeping bitterly.

That day, King Xin returned to the city with the Duke’s and the Bai family’s young master’s remains in paper-thin coffins. When the Bai family’s seventeen sons went to war, they had barely grown as tall as horses. Arriving back from the battlefield, King Xin cruelly brought back the young master’s head, unsewn. It was an unforgivable insult!

At just ten years old, the child fought for his country and died a tragic death. His stomach was found full of dirt and tree roots… Jin had been prosperous with the Bai family guarding it. Who of the children in Jin’s good times had ever starved?! Even street beggars had likely never eaten dirt and tree roots.

Yet this cowardly, evil Prince, a grown man taller than a horse, had committed such atrocities. Pushing all blame onto the noble and loyal dead, he was shameless and despicable.

Bai Qingyan gritted her teeth. After crying and going mad, hearing these military records again, she thought her heart had become numb. But still, her chest felt as if hot oil had been poured into it, and hatred burned fiercely.

With tears in her eyes, she took the bamboo slips from her mother, aunt, Bai Jintong, and Bai Jinzhi, held them close to her chest, and knelt solemnly in front of the Bai family’s spirit hall.

When she looked up, her eyes blazed like fire, and her entire being radiated intense killing intent, as if she had returned from a sea of blood and corpses. “Grandfather, Father, Uncles, and Brothers were persecuted by treacherous villains. Today, I vow before the loyal souls of the Bai family to seek justice for the wrongs done to our family. If Liu Huanzhang and King Xin don’t pay with their lives, I will not rest in peace even in death!”

With that, Bai Qingyan stood up decisively, her spine straight, and walked out of the Duke of Zhen’s mansion.

Xiao Rongyan’s deep, dark eyes followed Bai Qingyan’s resolute figure, narrowing slightly… Miss Bai was still the fierce woman who had once ridden a warhorse and cut down enemy troops. To demand King Xin’s life, no one but Miss Bai in all of Dadu City could achieve it.

“Miss Bai, where are you taking the military records?” King Qi asked anxiously.

Standing beneath the plaque of the Duke of Zhen’s mansion, Bai Qingyan in her mourning clothes turned back. Biting her lip, she said, “To the palace gates, to beat the drum of justice! To seek redress for the Bai family! To seek justice for my wronged Grandfather, Father, Uncles, and Brothers!”

King Qi’s eyes widened, realizing Miss Bai… was about to confront his father!

“Eldest Sister! I will go with you!” Bai Jintong, in tears, firmly grasped her clothes and stepped over the threshold with determination.

Bai Jinxiu, her eyes bloodshot, stood up, biting her lip, “I will go too!”

“I’ll go too!”

Just as Bai Jinzhi spoke, a loud voice like a bell echoed from behind…

“Kid, stop!”

At these words, she gripped the bamboo slips tightly, her fingers instantly cold, and her body stiffened.

Blood ties could make one invincible, but also incredibly weak. Strong as iron, one could be shattered by familial love.

But here, in front of these twenty-odd coffins of the Bai family, she would not retreat for her grandmother.Even if her grandmother wanted to stop her, it was too late!

In broad daylight, under the watchful eyes of the people of Dadu City, could her grandmother, the esteemed Eldest Princess of the Lin family, lock her back in the rear courtyard?

She may be disappointed, her heart may ache, but even if her grandmother, the Eldest Princess, knew the contents of the bamboo slips, knew how her husband, son, and grandsons died, knew how her grandson, Little Seventeen, was decapitated and dismembered, yet still sought to protect the Lin family’s royal authority…

Turning her head, her blood-red eyes gazed deeply at the Eldest Princess. Her voice softened, “Grandmother, are you going to stop me?!”

Seeing her granddaughter’s disappointment and vigilance, the Third Miss was tense and ready to burst with anger. The Eldest Princess couldn’t utter a single word.But she was, after all, the Eldest Princess, strong and dignified to the end. Even in her old age, she carried an increasing air of authority. Despite her weary face and meticulously combed silver hair, her back remained impeccably straight.

Tears reddened the Eldest Princess’s eyes. Holding tight to her tiger head cane, supported by Nanny Jiang, she finally walked towards Bai Qingyan. Looking into Bai Qingyan’s eyes, her usually gentle voice was now hoarse, “How can the Bai family seek revenge with just a girl at the forefront? I am the Duchess of Zhen’s wife! I am not dead yet! For my husband, my son, and my grandsons, I will seek justice, even if it costs me my life!”

Unexpected yet completely reasonable.

Bai Qingyan’s eyes turned even redder, her heart softened. Compared to losing fathers and brothers, the real pitiable one was her grandmother, the Eldest Princess of the Lin family. Overnight, her husband, son, and grandsons had all perished in the southern frontier, and the wrongdoers were from her own family.

It is said that there are three great sorrows in life: losing a parent in youth, a spouse in middle age, and a child in old age.Just pitiable people.

She took two steps forward to support the Eldest Princess, choking, “Grandmother… we will go with you!”