Chapter 8 — As soon as I left, he immediately closed the entire city

But when she came to Ly Triet's bed, he called To Le, the name of the woman she hated to the core. Tieu Tinh Nhu hated it to the extreme, but her face still didn't show it at all. She smiled bitterly:

“Your Highness, I was worried about you, that's why I came to visit regardless of reputation.”

“It's because I'm so sentimental.”

"If your highness doesn't want to see me, then Tinh Nhu would like to stop bothering you."

Having finished speaking, she secretly wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes, turned around to leave, but her wrist was held tightly by the man.

“It's not that I don't want to see you.”

If it were a normal day, he would have been happy. Tieu Tinh Nhu dared to risk his reputation by breaking into the Eastern Palace just because he was worried about his illness. To Le lost his life because of the two of them. He really couldn't be happy. Tieu Tinh Nhu is his favorite woman. Thinking of that, Ly Triet's heart suddenly softened a bit. In the past, he wanted to risk his life to marry her. Ly Triet gently hugged Tieu Tinh Nhu in his arms, listening to her say the words of longing. But his mind was still not there. Tieu Tinh Nhu silently made up her mind. She must completely destroy To Le, leaving no way back. Therefore, she showed a sad expression.

“Your Highness, I hid something from you that year.”

"Now that the Crown Princess has passed away, I don't want to continue hiding people anymore."

"The reason I rushed out that year was because... I was pregnant. That district commander's son was my father's disciple. He poisoned me, so I had no choice but to..."

Ly Triet frowned and coldly interrupted:

“You don't care.”

He is not an old-fashioned person. He didn't care about that. Besides, Tieu Tinh Nhu is just a weak woman, he should have pity on her.

“Your Highness, please listen to me.” Seeing that he was hooked, Tieu Tinh Nhu immediately launched the biggest lure.

"Later, my dead husband accidentally revealed in a drunken state that he and Prime Minister To were related. Marrying me was only to pave the way for To Le to become Crown Princess."

"Your Highness, even your marriage... is in General To's hands."

A series of words, half true and half false. It is true that the district commander and Prime Minister Su are related. But that year, because Tieu Tinh Nhu was temporarily confused and entangled with the district commander's son, she unexpectedly became pregnant. Her parents forced her to get married. But who is Ly Triet? He is the Crown Prince, and has been raised since childhood as the heir to the throne. The thing he is most afraid of is being manipulated by his servants. Regardless of whether those words were true or false, as long as they planted a seed of doubt, he would definitely hate them. Not only To Le, but also the To family... will also be interested in him. Ly Triet's face still remained calm, but the fluctuations in his dark eyes clearly revealed the disgust in his heart:

"Don't bring up the old story again. Anyway... it's already causing her pain."

Tieu Tinh Nhu gently gave him medicine to drink, then reluctantly said goodbye:

"Your Highness, I have to go. Please remember to read the letters I sent."

She left. Ly Triet's eyes became dark. There was still a faint scent of pear blossoms in the air. Actually... he already knew. To Le and Prime Minister To chose a dangerous path, using their daughter's marriage as a bet. Therefore, for the past two years, he has not treated To Le kindly. It's just today, when Tieu Tinh Nhu mentioned it again, he was new completely enlightened. He doesn't owe the To family. I don't owe anything to that woman with brilliant eyes. That night, Ly Triet's study room was lit all night long. The servant thought he would sit awake, but unexpectedly heard the Crown Prince calmly say:

"Tomorrow, go to the palace to announce the funeral. Say that the Crown Princess unfortunately passed away from wind and cold. Find a body to replace her and bury her properly."

I don't know when, the window opened. Cold wind rushed in. Not sure if it was the cold wind, or Ly Triet's own body getting cold, he just felt strangely empty and uncomfortable. From then on, everyone knew that To Le was dead. Surely there is no more Crown Princess anymore. Ly Triet remembered Tieu Tinh Nhu's complaint that he did not read the letter she sent. He tiredly rubbed his eyebrows and ordered someone to bring over the envelopes that he hadn't seen in a few days. Eighteen letters suddenly fell out. The day To Le left. Trieu Van blocked the road in the white snow, not letting her go:

“Where are you going?”

To Le knows he will be entangled endlessly. She did not answer. She planned to go to a place without Ly Triet. She can sew the most beautiful embroidery and make the most delicious breakfast dishes. She will continue to live in this world, with her own hands.