Chapter 6 — A Paper of Reconciliation, Breakup of Love and Breakup of Meaning

Faced with the interests of the Tham family and my life and death, they chose the former without hesitation. I am just a pawn that can be sacrificed at any time. That's right. A person who can't have children, has no one left in his mother's family, and even dares to attempt to sway the Marquis Palace—what right do they have to worry about? Beating me and injuring me, then locking me in this cramped room, waiting for me to finish recovering, everything soon fell to dust. Good. Very good. I opened my eyes, only a piece of ice remained in my eyes.

“Thanh Truc,” I called her, “help me up, I want to write a letter.”

“Madam, you are so seriously injured, you can't move!”

“Help me up!”

My voice is not loud, but carries an order that does not allow resistance. Thanh Truc did not dare to advise further, but carefully helped me sit up, placing a soft pillow behind my waist. I gritted my teeth and endured the pain, leaned over the small table, used all my strength, and wrote two letters at once. One letter, still sent to shopkeeper Ton. In the remaining envelope, I looked at the five words on the envelope—“Tran Vien Great General”—a layer of water flashed in my eyes. Ten years ago, his whole family left for the border, and since then there has been no news. It wasn't until yesterday that I received the letter, it turns out you joined the army on the border, accomplished many victories, and are now a general. I originally intended to handle this matter and then go look for you after we broke up. Now, I can only ask for your help soon.

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After sending the letter, I immediately lay down on the bed to recover. I no longer think about Tham Tu Vien, nor worry about those dirty things. Every day I obediently take medicine, eat, and rest according to the doctor's orders. Thanh Truc saw me so calm, but on the contrary, he became even more worried.

“Madam, if you feel uncomfortable in your heart, just cry out, don't hold back anymore.”

I shook my head slightly.

“Not worth it.”

Because of those scum people, hurting my body and mind is the stupidest thing I've ever done. Tham Tu Vien did not return, nor did he send anyone to pass on a word, as if he had forgotten that this Marquis Palace also had a wife, me. The servants in the palace are also people who live by looking at their faces. Seeing that we are losing, even our daily meals become careless and irresponsible. The previous taste of mountainous seafood turned into white porridge with pickles, and the porridge was even cold. Thanh Truc angrily went to find the housekeeper to reason with him, but was interrupted by a few words.

"Madam's body is weak, the doctor told her to eat sparingly. What's wrong, Miss Thanh Truc wants her illness to never be cured?"

Thanh Truc was so angry that his eyes turned red, he came back crying and told me. I just smiled softly.

“Let them be. Let them be satisfied for a few more days.”

Our patience is to accumulate for the coming storm. Three months later, a thunderclap shook the capital. Guarding the border for ten years, the glorious victory—Tran Vien General Co Hoai An—returned to the throne triumphantly. Returning with him, there was also the bravest pioneer under his command—my cousin, Co Van Pham. The Emperor held a grand banquet at the royal palace, entertaining the Co family's troops, and all civil and military officials had to attend. Tham Tu Vien, with the status of Vinh An Marquis, of course could not be absent. I can imagine the scene when he was at a banquet in the palace, suddenly seeing his uncle who he hadn't seen for ten years, who he thought was always on the windy and sandy border - suddenly appearing in front of him. Will be looks What a "worth seeing" face. The next day after the banquet, a simple carriage but still exuding an extraordinary aura stopped in front of the Marquis Palace's door. Stepping down from the car was a young man, dressed in black, with a tall and proud figure. He carries a long sword at his waist, his eyes are sharp, and his whole body exudes the murderous aura of someone who has fought in the battlefield for many years. He is my brother—Co Van Pham. Without notice, he rushed in directly. The Marquis's bodyguards tried to stop him, but he kicked them away one by one. He smoothly walked straight to my hospital. When I saw that familiar yet unfamiliar figure appear at the door, my tears couldn't hold back any longer, pouring out like a dam bursting.

“Ca…”

Co Van Pham took three steps in two and rushed to my bed, saw my waist bandaged, his face turned pale, his tiger eyes immediately turned red.

“Thanh Chi!”

He knelt down on one knee beside the bed. He wanted to touch me but was afraid of hurting me. His hand trembled and he didn't dare put it down.

“Who? Who made you become like this?” His voice was filled with anger.

“Brother, I'm okay…”

“Is it okay?” He immediately stood up, looked around, and finally stopped on Thanh Truc.

“You said!”

Thanh Truc was so scared that he knelt down and told the whole story without missing a word. From the fact that we caught Tham Tu Vien having an affair with To Kien La, to the story of him asking for a peaceful marriage, to the confrontation at Tung Hac Duong. Finally, it was Tham Tu Vien who attacked and injured me. With every word she said, Co Van Pham's face became a little darker. By the time she finished speaking, the murderous aura around his body surged, his fists were clenched so tightly that a "crack" sound could be heard.

"Tham Tu Vien! What a great Marquis of Vinh An!"

He gritted his teeth, squeezed out every word, turned around and tried to leave.

“Ca!” I quickly called him, "Where are you going?"

“Go kill him!”

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“Brother, you can't go.”

I grabbed your sleeve and shook my head.

"Because of that kind of scum, getting your hands dirty is not worth it."

Co Van Pham turned his head and looked at me, the murderous aura in his eyes gradually disappeared, replaced by infinite sadness.

"Thanh Chi, it's my brother who has wronged you. Leaving you alone in the capital, leaving you to suffer so many wrongs."

“I don't blame you.” I snorted, "It's you who doesn't know how to look at people."

“What about Tham Tu Vien?” Huynh asked, "Where are he and that bastard now?"

“At the suburban farm.”

Co Van Pham laughed coldly, "If you can run away from the monk, you can't run away from the temple." He didn't mention the murder again, just quietly sat down next to the bed, clumsily helping me pull back the corner of the blanket.

"Father has also returned. He is now in the palace discussing matters with the emperor. Waiting for him to return, I will definitely force the Tham family to give an explanation."