Chapter 11 — After being slapped by the Crown Prince, I hugged the Queen's thighs for help, finally causing Giang Son to change hands

“Destroy the Tieu family.”

“Turn me into someone with a name and no reality.”

“Push Thua Khai to the throne.”

“In the end, it was she who was behind the manipulation of everything.”

I'm still as calm as ever. He suddenly burst out laughing. In that laughter was filled with endless sadness and despair.

“Tham Vu Vi, you really are… the cruelest woman in the world.”

“If I am not cruel enough, the one who dies will be me, it will be the Tham family.”

I look at him.

"Tieu Canh Diem, you and I have never been husband and wife."

“We are enemies.”

He slowly savored those two words, his eyes empty and lifeless.

“Do you hate me?”

I asked softly. He was silent for a long time.

“I don't know.”

He shook his head.

“I just know… it's all over.”

He slowly stood up, then gave me a grand ceremony.

“I… pay my respects to the Queen Mother.”

At that moment, looking at his stooped back, I did not feel the joy of victory in my heart. Only an endless emptiness remains. Between us... it's really over. He gave up all notions of competition and accepted fate's arrangement. He asked to go to the royal mausoleum for the first emperor. Never go out again for the rest of my life. Many years later. Thua Khai has grown into a tall and handsome young man. Under my tutelage, he was studious and studious, and had the demeanor of a wise man. We still let down the regent curtain, but most of the political affairs have been left to him to handle on his own. The Tham family, under my support, also became the most prominent family in the dynasty, with power and influence over the court. The grudges of the past have long been washed away by time. The familiar faces that once appeared next to me... Tieu Lien, Tieu Sach, the Queen, the Emperor... All have turned into a few cold lines in history books. Only I am still alive. Living in this splendid golden palace but also lonely to the core. One winter afternoon, I stood in the hallway looking at the big white snow blowing outside. Just like the snow that year when the Tieu family was destroyed. Just like the day Tieu Canh Diem left. A little eunuch stepped forward to report, saying that the royal mausoleum had just sent word. The Emperor... is seriously ill. I was silent for a long time.

"Prepare the carriage, everyone wants to go to the royal mausoleum."

Far away from the price in the snow and rain for a whole day. When we arrived it was late at night. In the small house in the royal mausoleum, only one yellow oil lamp was lit. Tieu Canh Diem lies on the bed, her face is thin and haggard, her breathing is weak. As soon as he saw me, surprise suddenly appeared in his blurred eyes.

“You… why did you come?”

I walked over to the bed and sat down.

“Come visit him.”

He laughed. The smile is very tiring.

“I thought… you would never see me again.”

“I used to think so too.”

Silence fell between us again. The flame in the oil lamp made a soft crackling sound. He suddenly opened his mouth and called my name.

“Do you still remember... our big wedding day that year?”

My heart trembled slightly.

"The cup of wine that day... in the end we still never drank it."

He spoke softly, his voice carrying endless regret. I looked at him, my eyes suddenly heated up.

“Tieu Canh Diem.”

I finally asked the buried problem deep in my heart for many years.

“That day at Duc Tu Palace… why did you block that knife for me?”

He looked at me. There is an emotion in those eyes that we will never be able to understand. Is it mourning? He didn't answer. Just use your last bit of strength to hold my hand. His hands were cold to the bone.

“Vu Vi… if… there is an afterlife… I…”

He didn't have time to finish his sentence. The hand dropped helplessly. The eyes are also permanently closed. I sat next to his bed, held that cold hand, and sat all night long. When morning came, the snow stopped falling. Sunlight through the window slowly shines into the room. I stood up and walked out of the small house. Outside is a vast white space, so clean that no traces remain. It's like everything that ever happened... was completely buried by this big snowstorm. I slowly raised my head, looking at the sun that was gradually rising in the distance. Thousand miles of mountains and rivers are as beautiful as a painting. This is our world. I stood next to Long Depend, personally teaching Thua Khai, little by little teaching him how to approve the chapter.

“Thua Khai, you must remember carefully.”

My voice was calm and clear, echoing in the vast, empty hall.

“In my body, the blood of the Tham family is flowing.”

"This world... has the surname Tham."

“Not the Tieu family.”

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