Chapter 8 — After being chased away by my husband, 18 years later, I took my poinsettia back and trampled on his entire palace.

He suddenly rushed towards the bars, both hands clasping the wooden bar.

"That 100,000 taels of silver, you gave it to me on purpose, right! You had already bribed Tran Thi Lang's sister-in-law, just waiting for me to jump into that hole!"

I looked at him, my eyes carrying a bit of pity.

“You are wrong.”

Bui Van Chu paused.

“I don't need to bribe anyone at all.” I spoke slowly.

"Tran Thi Lang is inherently greedy, cheating on exams has been his way to make money for many years. I just let someone reveal a little news to Tham Ngung, telling her that as long as she has money, she can buy the top position."

"As for your Bui palace, in recent years, it has become strong on the outside and weak on the inside. It's basically impossible to take out that much money. Therefore, she can only borrow money with interest."

I took a step forward, looking straight at his pupils that were shaking violently from shock.

“That year, I never spent half of the fortune you threw at me.”

"I used that money to build Truong Phong money farm in Giang Nam, then little by little, I took over all the underground money farms in the capital and changed its name."

"When Tham Ngung borrowed money, she was completely unaware that every penny she borrowed was the money I brought from the Bui family that year."

Bui Van Chu's face became extremely complicated. Unbelief, regret, fear, despair — all intertwined, making his face contort to the extreme. He used his own money to buy his own life. Bui Van Chu choked to the extreme, a mouthful of blood spurted out, his body fell limp to the ground.

“You… you are an independent woman…” he weakly pointed at me.

I laughed coldly.

"Is that already unbearable? There's something more interesting."

I turned my head and glanced at the cell next door. Tham Ngung lay prone there like a dead dog, his whole body covered in injuries. Hearing my voice, she raised her head with difficulty, her eyes filled with resentment.

"Giang Minh Nguyet... you can't be proud for much longer..." Tham Ngung panted, her voice broken.

I walked to her prison door.

“What did you mean by the words you shouted outside the main hall yesterday?” I looked down from above and asked in a cold voice.

Ban Ha stood right behind me, bowing his head without saying a word. But I can feel her body trembling slightly. Tham Ngung let out a hoarse laugh.

"Want to know? Cough cough... then kneel down and beg me!"

"You're about to die, but you still dare to speak loudly." Tieu Canh Hanh's cold voice came from outside the door.

He lightly flicked his fingers and a small stone flew out, accurately hitting the acupuncture point on Tham Ngung's leg. Tham Ngung let out a miserable cry, her legs twisted at a strange angle, in so much pain that she rolled on the ground.

"In front of the Royal Family, you have no right to bargain." I said coldly.

Tham Ngung was in so much pain that she almost fainted, tears and runny nose filled her face.

“I said… I said…”

She gritted her teeth, her eyes turned to look at Ban Ha standing behind me.

“Eighteen years ago… you thought that eight great purple thang… was brought to you by someone…”

“It was because Bui Van Chu — that ungrateful guy forced me to drink.” I replied expressionlessly.

“Ha ha ha ha…” Tham Ngung spat blood and laughed crazily.

“You only know one, not two.”

“In that bowl of medicine, the amount Roses... are simply not enough to make you extinct."

“The thing that really makes it difficult for you to get pregnant in the future… is the sedative incense that is smoked in your room every day!”

My heart suddenly sank. Sedative scent. That was the kind of incense after I married into the Bui palace. Because I often had trouble sleeping due to worrying about the Bui palace's household chores, Ban Ha specially came to the pharmacy to mix it for me. I suddenly turned my head to look at Ban Ha.

“Bump!” one hour.

Ban Ha knelt to the ground, tears pouring out like a dam bursting.

“Madam… I…”

Tham Ngung's laughter was as cold as a night owl.

“Your good girl… her younger brother was in my hands at that time. I don't force him, so how can he obediently obey?"

“Jiang Minh Nguyet, the person you trust most by your side… has long been my dog!”

In the dungeon, it was terrifyingly quiet. Ban Ha knelt on the ground, crying until he choked, constantly kowtowing his head. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. Eighteen years. Eighteen years. Ban Ha followed me around Giang Nam, risking his life many times to protect me. I consider her as my own sister. Is it her again?

“Besides this, what else is there?” I tried to suppress the waves rolling in my heart, staring at Tham Ngung.

An extremely strange light suddenly flashed in Tham Ngung's eyes. Those are the eyes of someone who is desperate to the extreme, wanting to drag everyone to death together.

"Do you really think... just one Minister of Rites like Bui Van Chu had the guts to swallow the entire Jiangnan water relief fund that year?"