Chapter 12 — A Woman Who Can't Change

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The two words "distant palace" made Mrs. Ninh's face completely change. She held the edge of the table and didn't speak for a long time. Twenty-one years ago, the Ninh family lost their daughter, and everyone thought that the bandits took advantage of the chaos. But today's coachman's last words pushed the old case deep inside the palace gate. The female official immediately asked:

“Did the driver say clearly where the palace came from?”

The guard ordered him to kneel on the ground.

“He said the curtains were embroidered with dahlias.”

“A copper bell hangs next to the car.”

“The coachman lost a finger.”

The female official took a deep cold breath. Mrs. Ninh closed her eyes.

“Green bells.”

“That is the night sign of noble women in the inner court of the First Emperor's time.”

Tam Nghien Chu asked:

"Who in the current palace still has such an old car?"

The female official lowered her voice.

“The used car should have been warehoused a long time ago.”

“But there was an elder in the palace who used to take care of the carriages.”

No one in the room asked further. There are names that should not be casually said in the delivery room. But I saw that the female official's eyes were aimed at an extremely high place. Mrs. A lay on the bed, her fingertips curled slightly. She had just been pulled back from the brink of life and death, but was forced to hear that her identity was still tied to the darkness in the palace. I want to reach out and touch her. But his hands were wrapped in diapers and could only make a very small sound. Ah Niang immediately looked at me.

“Minh Duong.”

Clearly she no longer had the strength, her eyes still softened.

“My lady is here.”

Old lady Ninh looked at us two and suddenly said to the female mandarin:

“I want to meet the Queen Mother.”

The female official replied in a low voice:

“Old lady, the palace gate is now open.”

“The Queen Mother told her servants to pass on the word, if Mrs. Hou could endure it, she would listen to the judge right at the Hau palace after dawn.”

“If Lady Hou can't stand it, the Queen Mother will personally send someone to guard her until she wakes up.”

Hearing that the Queen Mother wanted to intervene, the last bit of luck in Mrs. Bui's eyes also disappeared. She suddenly raised her head, her voice hoarse.

“You think the Queen Mother can protect it?”

“People in the palace may not be able to move the Queen Mother.”

Lieu Thua An glanced at her.

“Mother, what else do you know?”

Old lady Bui smiled coldly.

“What do I know?”

“I know that if it weren't for that person opening his mouth, the Ta family wouldn't have had the courage to rob the Ninh family's daughter.”

"I know that if it weren't for him to give medicine, how could your daughter have been poisoned?"

"I know that if it weren't for him to send someone, how could the fake be able to enter the Marquis' Palace?"

The female official shouted loudly:

“My dear, be careful with your words.”

Old lady Bui seemed to no longer be afraid of death.

“What else do we need to be careful about?”

“It has come to this, do you think I still have a way to live?”

She looked at Mrs. A with both hatred and pleasure in her eyes.

“Ta Van Hanh, I thought I was the victim.”

“But the year you were born, someone made a decree.”

“It is said that this Ninh family's daughter is destined to carry a military talisman. If she is raised in the Ninh family, in the future it will make the Ninh family's power even more prosperous."

"There are people in the palace who don't want the Ninh family to have a daughter who can marry a noble."

Old lady Ninh was so angry that she was shaking.

“Myth!”

“Where can a three-month-old baby get a lucky charm?”

Old lady Bui smiled tremblingly.

“It doesn't matter whether it's a myth or not.”

"The important thing is that someone believes."

“There are people scared."

"Some people would rather let him die outside than allow him to return to Ninh family."

You listen quietly. There wasn't much expression on her face. But I know her heart definitely hurts more than anyone else's. She used to think she was just a child who was bought. Then I realized I was robbed. Now I know that someone just ruined twenty-one years of her life because of a ridiculous judgment. Tham Nghien Chu asked:

“Who is it?”

Old lady Bui closed her mouth. Lieu Thua An was impatient.

“Mother, please speak!”

“If you don't speak, we all have to die.”

Old lady Bui looked at him, a gentle look flashed in her eyes.

"Thua An, mother did everything for me."

“As long as you keep saying you don't know, there's still a way to live.”

Liu Thua An's face was distorted.

“For me?”

"You killed my wife and poisoned my daughter, and you say it's because of me?"

Old Lady Bui's eyes became fierce.

“What does a woman count as?”

“What does a female child count as?”

“You are the only root of the Ta family and the Lieu family.”

That sentence made everyone in the room silent. The doctor suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

“Miss Lieu family has temporarily stabilized.”

Hearing that Lieu Nhuoc Vi was not dead, Lieu Thua An fell limp on the ground. But right after that, the female official pulled out a very thin golden thread from the sealed poison paper. At the end of the thread there is a small seal pressed. Extremely small mark. But you can still see some internal warehouses. The female official looked at the number and her voice turned cold.

“This is the old warehouse of Chieu Minh Palace.”

Old Lady Ninh's face changed dramatically. Tham Nghien Chu looked at her.

“Whose place is Chieu Minh palace?”

The female official has not responded. Outside the door suddenly rang an old but majestic voice.

“It's where someone's good sister used to live.”

Everyone was scared. The Queen Mother herself came.

18

When the Queen Mother entered, everyone knelt down. Mrs. A wanted to prop herself up and sit up. The Queen Mother quickly stepped forward and personally held her back.

“No need to move.”

“You just returned from the Demon Gate. Rituals are for the living to see, not for the dead to see.”

Her voice was calm. But the faces of Mrs. Bui and Lieu Thua An were at the same time pale. The Queen Mother sat by the bed, first looking at Mrs. A, then at me. I was held in Tham Nghien Chu's arms, my eyes still could not stay open for long. But I felt that when the Queen Mother's eyes fell on me, there was heavy compassion.

“This child is Minh Duong?”

Tham Nghien Chu replied in a low voice:

“Yes.”

The Queen Mother reached out and gently touched the edge of my diaper.

“Great fate.”

“Just like his mother.”

A Nuong's eye sockets turned red. The Queen Mother turned to old lady Ninh. The two old men looked at each other for a moment, then Mrs. Ninh suddenly knelt down.

“Please Queen Mother take charge of the Ninh family.”

The Queen Mother bent down to help her.

"You've been looking for your granddaughter for twenty-one years, and today you see her return before your eyes."

“This debt is not only the Ninh family's responsibility to pay.”

“Everyone has to count.”

The female mandarin offered a golden thread from the old warehouse of Chieu Minh Palace. After the Queen Mother finished reading, her face was terribly gloomy.

“This thing had to be sealed and burned ten years ago.”

“There aren't many people who can get it out of the old warehouse.”

Old lady Bui suddenly raised her head.

“If the Queen Mother already knows who she is, why bother asking me?”

The Queen Mother glanced at her.

“Whoever asked her, was giving her the last chance to speak human language.”