Reincarnated as the daughter of my mortal enemy, all I want is to ascend the throne.

Outside the Ministry of Justice prison was a large open space with only a few water tanks for firefighting; the rest of the area had no obstructions.

This was to prevent anyone from escaping or breaking into the prison. If anyone came, they would be shot dead by the archers around the courtyard before they even left.

Li Qingyan changed into a light blue dress. The dress had no patterns, except for a few blue carrot patterns on the hem and sleeves. The embroidery was very rough.

After putting it on, Li Qingyan looked at it for a long time. "Flying Fork," she said, "do you think eating a blue carrot can poison you?"

The fork, which was gnawing on a carrot, suddenly stopped. There were red, pink, yellow... carrots of all colors around it.

He is a system that can provide whatever food he wants to eat anytime.

[He shouldn't die]

It looked at Li Qingyan's clothes.

[This clothing, this embroidery—is Daewoo facing financial difficulties?]

Flying Fork hurriedly checked the accounts of the Ministry of Revenue, desperately trying to prevent its host from dying. If the host was too poor, it would really have to find a way to send money.

After a thorough inspection, not only were there no problems, but the national treasury received significantly more silver than last year.

Li Qingyan looked at the pink and blue velvet flowers on her twin buns in the mirror, rubbed her face, and said, "You don't understand."

She wore a small silver bracelet on her chubby wrist and a safety lock around her neck.

The most exquisite item in this outfit is the peace lock given to me by Yan Xu. The other decorations look like things from an ordinary wealthy family.

Clothes, velvet flowers, and bracelets made with this kind of craftsmanship are generally not considered attractive by daughters of officials.

Cuiping was shocked when she saw the clothes in the closet. Where were those exquisitely embroidered clothes from before? Why are the young prince's spring clothes like this this year?

If it weren't for the fact that Grandpa Laifu personally delivered and sorted the items, Cuiping would have thought she had taken the wrong thing.

"Your Highness, these clothes... I'll go find the clothing bureau. Those bastards..."

Li Qingyan waved her hand and said only, "It's nothing, it's nothing."

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If this workmanship came from a garment factory, those people would probably lose their heads tonight.

Li Qingyan wore a thin cloak, and Cuiping took out a token behind her. The guards at the prison door quickly unlocked the door.

The prison for serious offenders has nine gates, each guarded and locked.

It took them a long time to reach Luo Jun's prison.

He was looking at the window, which had only a crack in it.

The window was so narrow that even a child as young as Li Qingyan could barely stretch her little hand out through it.

"Lord Luo, it's been a long time."

Li Qingyan sat on a small stool behind her; Cuiping had brought her in.

Luo Jun turned to look at Li Qingyan, bowed to her, and said, "It's been a long time, Your Highness."

The previous obsequiousness had vanished, replaced by a more dignified air.

"When Lord Luo isn't putting on an act, he's actually quite presentable. No wonder Madam Zhao has been so devoted to you for so many years."

"Madam Zhao's hands are deformed from taking care of your elderly mother and disabled brother. Although she has been recuperating for many years, her condition has not improved."

"The weather changed quickly a few days ago and there was a light rain. She was in so much pain that she was rolling around in agony."

Upon hearing Li Qingyan mention Madam Zhao, Luo Jun's eyes flickered a few times before she finally curled her lips into a smile. "Why is Your Highness saying all this? She's just an old woman; what does her future have to do with me?"

Li Qingyan rested her chin on her arm, narrowed her eyes, and said, "Actually, I'm very curious about one thing: it's one thing for Lord Luo to be ruthless to his wife, but why is he so cruel to his own daughter?"

"That's your only child."

"It's not just for a girl, is it?"

Luo Jun scoffed coldly, "Why does Your Highness need to ask about such trivial people and matters?"

Luo Jun showed no reaction when Luo Min or his beloved Hui Niang were mentioned.

Li Qingyan narrowed her eyes; it seemed they thought the same thing. These people were completely unimportant to Luo Jun; the only important person was his wife, whom he seemed to have abandoned.

"Since none of it matters, then forget it. By the way... your money came from dubious sources. It's a pity that Madam Zhao will have nothing in the future and will probably have to beg on the streets to make a living."

"I don't know how long she can live if she has to beg on the streets to make a living."

Hearing Li Qingyan's words, Luo Jun suddenly moved closer and grabbed the railing. "Your Highness is overstepping your bounds. That old woman's property was my mother's dowry to her. How can a divorced woman have anything to do with me?"

"Is that how it's written in the law?"

Li Qingyan's eyes turned cold. "I'll give you a chance. Tell me who's behind you, or I'll kill Madam Zhao. I'll bring her to prison and have her torn to pieces in front of you."

At this moment, Li Qingyan's smiling demeanor vanished, her innocence disappeared, leaving only a chilling aura in the darkness.

Do you really think she's here just for a chat?

All the ledgers and evidence found pointed to Luo Jun, the mastermind behind it all. But could a mere Vice Minister of the Ministry of Personnel have the power to do such a thing? It involved several cities. Could he possibly have woven all the connections between them?

They can even hide their tracks when transporting people.

How could Luo Jun possibly do that?

Luo Jun suddenly lowered his head and pressed it against the railing. "I didn't expect to be tricked by the young prince. Young prince..."

He raised his eyes to look at Li Qingyan, "So intelligent, almost demonic. Are you a demon?"

Those eyes were wide open, like those of a demon.

Cuiping subconsciously drew her sword.

"A demon? No, not at all. Just a clever child raised by a clever father." Li Qingyan wasn't afraid at all. "Delaying time?"

Luo Jun turned around, leaned against the railing, and slowly slid down to sit on the ground. "I want to see her and Uncle Ning An."

Li Qingyan immediately ordered someone to fetch Madam Zhao and Earl Ning'an.

During this free time, Li Qingyan took out the things she had found from Luo Min at the Luo residence.

"Luo Min has asked you for help many times. She was abused by Hui Niang and locked in a small building without any food."

"And she was also abused by people sent by Hui Niang."

"In the notes she left behind, you treated her very well until she was ten years old. Until after she turned ten, especially after Hui's mother came into the family this year."

"But I haven't seen you like your mother that much."

Li Qingyan yawned and rubbed her eyes. Seeing that Luo Jun remained silent and continued reading aloud the words about her father written in Luo Min's handbook, she noticed that he was not speaking.

Until the Earl of Ning'an and Madam Zhao were brought in.

Upon seeing Luo Jun, Madam Zhao immediately questioned him, "Why didn't you save Min'er? She said her mother was going to sell her back then, why didn't you do anything? Why didn't you do anything?"

Half of Madam Zhao's hair had turned gray. When Luo Jun looked at her, his eyes held a complex mix of emotions. "It's good enough that I raised someone else's child, why should I save her?"

Li Qingyan was stunned. Wasn't Luo Min Luo Jun's daughter?

Madam Zhao was immediately stunned. "What do you mean by this?"

Luo Jun turned around and stood up unsteadily. He grinned, looking at Madam Zhao's white hair with a sense of vengeful pleasure, but his eyes were full of heartache as he looked at Madam Zhao's white hair.

"Don't you understand what I mean, Xingniang? Luo Min is his daughter, isn't she?"

Luo Jun pointed to Ning Anbo, who was standing not far away.

He stared intently at the Marquis of Ning'an. "Your Marquis of Ning'an's household has some tricks up your sleeve. To get revenge on Duke Wencheng, you've come to harm the families of his students. Do you want my family to be mixed with your blood?"

"Ridiculous... ridiculous..."