Chapter 2 — After the separation, General Quy knelt and asked me to look at him one more time

Thanh Hoa's face immediately turned pale. That was also the outcome they most wanted to see. I stood up, slowly walked to the window, looking at the group of families with sticks in their hands and fierce faces in the yard. They are all Luc Hanh's people. On the face of it, we say it protects our safety. But in fact... It's house arrest. "Thanh Hoa, look." I raised my hand and pointed outside. "They have already set up a net for a long time, just waiting for a butterfly so I can rush in myself." Thanh Hoa's voice was choked with tears. "But... are we... really doing nothing?" I turned around and pulled out a secret letter from my sleeve that I had read over and over again countless times. The edge of the paper still had the fishy smell of blood, mixed with the slight burning smell of messenger pigeon feathers. This is the Blood Martial Report — the highest-ranking emergency secret report of the Tham family's army. I brought the letter close to the candle. The fire slowly burned onto the paper, bit by bit swallowing his father's strong, sturdy pen strokes. "The enemy has surrendered. Father and brother have won a great victory. Tomorrow, escort the prisoners to the court and present them to the palace." Those fourteen short words. Finally, it turned into a blue smoke and quietly disappeared in mid-air. I silently looked at the fire that was constantly dancing. In the reflection in the bottom of my eyes, only the ice-cold firelight remained. "Who said we didn't do anything?" I curled my lips slightly. "We're just..." "Waiting for dawn." 2 Just after the hour of the Rat, the commotion in the front yard finally gradually subsided. However... My small courtyard welcomed the true protagonist of the night. A series of chaotic footsteps echoed from afar, accompanied by a high-pitched voice, full of complacency: "All of you are awake for me! This person in the yard is the eldest lady Kim Chi Ngoc Diep of the Tham family. In case she thinks so hard and finds death, we won't be able to handle it!" The room door made a "squeak" sound and was pushed open roughly. Old Lady Luc, surrounded by a group of maids and maids, slowly walked in. Next to her was a young woman dressed in a crimson outfit. That woman had a slim waist, graceful figure, seductive appearance, and between her eyebrows, the corners of her eyes still held a hint of unrelenting wind. But at this moment, he was trying to show off the dignified appearance of famous men, making the whole person look out of place. It is Lieu Nhu Yen. As soon as she saw me, her eyes flashed with a hint of provocation mixed with jealousy. But she quickly bowed her head and timidly hid behind Mrs. Luc, appearing as if she had just suffered a great injustice. Truly a fragile and weak white lotus flower. "Miss Shen, when you see your grandmother, why don't you stand up and pay your respects?" As soon as Mrs. Luc opened her mouth, her tone was full of questioning. She raised her head high and evaluated me with her eyes, as if she was looking at an item about to be swept out the door. I still sat still in my seat. I didn't even bother to lift my eyelids to look at her. "It's late at night." "You brought a large group of people and rushed into my hospital. I wonder if that's against the rules?" My voice wasn't loud. But every word echoed clearly throughout the room. Old Lady Luc's face immediately darkened. "Insolent!" "Do you dare to question me?" Perhaps she did not expect that, at a time when the Tham family was in the eyes of the world as 'the great king was about to fall', I still dared to answer her. Beside her, Lieu Nhu Yen immediately took the opportunity and spoke in a soft voice: "Sister, please don't blame us... it's all Nhu Yen's fault." "Nhu Yen... I only hope that you will be tolerant of me." As she spoke, she held the cup of tea on the tray held by the maid behind her, gracefully walking towards me step by step. That look... As if she were the mistress of the general's palace. As for me, I'm just a resentful woman who needs to be "comforted" by her. Bar

I was so angry that my whole body trembled. I immediately stepped up to block my face. "My lady doesn't drink!" "What are you, are you worthy of offering tea to my lady?" Tsk! A crisp slapping sound rang out. Truong mama stood next to Mrs. Luc, waved her hand, and slapped Thanh Hoa's face fiercely. "You impolite maid!" "Master is talking, is it your turn to interrupt?" Thanh Hoa's cheeks immediately became red and swollen. A streak of blood leaked from the corner of his lips. But she still gritted her teeth and stubbornly glared at the people in front of her. The air in the room suddenly became extremely cold. Old Lady Luc smiled faintly, her eyes slowly falling on me. "Tham Tri Dien, it seems like I pamper you too much on normal days." "Even a dog next to you dares to bark loudly in front of me." "Today, I am your grandmother... I must teach you what the rules of the Luc family are!"