Chapter 6 — As soon as I got married as a stepchild, the child hugged my leg and called me his wife

“Tell me, what is this?”

"What is the relationship between him and the Grand Deputy's deceased wife?"

“And the butterflies on those paintings, what do they represent?”

Vinh's mother's eyes finally showed despair. But soon, that despair was replaced by a kind of determination. She suddenly gritted her teeth, as if about to say something. But right at the moment she was about to open her mouth. A strange scent suddenly spread from the corner of the room. That scent is simple, but carries a kind of power that makes people dizzy. Suddenly my heart was startled. Someone has taken action!

“Be careful, ma'am!”

The woman next to her cried out in surprise. I instinctively held my breath and took a step back. But that scent spreads extremely quickly. The bodies of Mother Vinh and Lady Vuong, almost at the same time, fell limply to the ground. Their seven chambers began to bleed out black blood. His eyes quickly scattered, losing focus. They were actually killed right in front of me! My face turned pale. Who could be in the Pho family's palace, I don't know what the devil is doing, and do such a thing? Moreover, it's in the firewood room that I'm strictly guarding! This force penetrates deeper than we imagine. Even our people cannot detect the opponent's existence.

"Find!" I shouted loudly and ordered.

“Search everything around the firewood room for me, see if there are any clues!”

The women immediately took action, meticulously searching the firewood room little by little. But nothing. Besides the two bodies, and the strange, seemingly non-existent smell, there were no unusual traces inside or outside the firewood room. I looked at the bodies of Mother Vinh and Princess Vuong, and alarm bells rang fiercely in my heart. This is a kind of wordless warning. It is also a kind of prestige. It is telling us that everything we are investigating, someone is watching. Furthermore, this force also holds power that we cannot imagine. They can kill people right under our eyelids, without leaving any traces. Remember Pho Dinh Uyen's warning.

“The deeper your involvement, the more dangerous it will be.”

He obviously understands this power well. Even his former wife lost her life because of it. But why doesn't he tell me more? Was he threatened? Or does he have deeper thoughts? I clenched my fist. Right now, the deaths of Mother Vinh and Lady Vuong have cut off all my clues. The only thing that can prove my guess is the stack of painting books in Pho Dinh Uyen's hand. Along with the secret "Fu family..." that he had not yet told. We must find him again. This time, we can't let him get away with it. Pho Can's safety is tied to my life, and is also tied to my future in this Thai Pho palace. I cannot lose. Absolutely cannot retreat. I took a deep breath, adjusting my chaotic mood. We know that each next step will come with great danger. But we have no other choice. I must completely overturn this entire palace. Find that "fire bathing butterfly", then nip it in the bud. Otherwise, Tham Tri Van, I will never have a peaceful day. I walked out of the firewood room. The sunlight outside was bright clearly. Sunlight passed through the canopy of trees and fell onto the courtyard. But I feel that the entire Palace is covered by an invisible layer of darkness. I rolled my eyes and looked around. In this palace, how many people are still in the clutches of that "butterfly organization"? Who would have thought that a seemingly peaceful palace would hide such an insidious force? With a complicated mood, I walked towards Pho Dinh Uyen's study room. I know what we are about to face will be a fierce battle. Pho Dinh Uyen's attitude will determine whether we can win this battle or not. Is he willing to fight side by side with me? Or will he continue to be silent, even... become my obstacle? Pho Dinh Uyen's study room is extremely simple. Several rows of bookshelves, the top filled with books. A large bookshelf was empty at this moment. He didn't know where he kept that stack of painting books. When I pushed the door open, he was standing by the window. The sunlight outlined his cold features, but revealed some fatigue. Hearing movement, he turned around. His eyes were even deeper than usual, as if they contained countless thoughts.

“Mother Vinh and Lady Vuong have been killed.” Let's go straight to the point.

His eyebrows frowned slightly.

“In anticipation.” His voice was calm, not revealing any emotions.

“You already know?” I'm a little surprised.

“I have arranged eye lines around the firewood room.” he said leisurely. “No one can sneak in quietly without being detected, but…”

“What they use is a colorless and odorless poison.”

“This type of poison can kill someone in the blink of an eye, without leaving any trace.”