Chapter 2 — Before I lost my peace, I quietly put it away

On that cold winter night, Tieu Truong Lam didn't even bother to look at the letter once, throwing it directly into the coal pot. Right after that, he turned around and slapped me hard. He looked at me with maggot eyes, smiled coldly and said:

"Wen Ngoc Sau, in order to compete for favor, do you even want to tarnish the reputation of a dead person?"

"This Bodhi string was originally Nguyet Chi's. Do you think that forging a letter can erase her love for me?"

“It really disgusts me.”

That slap completely killed the last remaining foolish ray of love in On Ngoc Sau's heart. Tieu Truong Lam suddenly pushed my hand away, as if he had just touched something dirty. He turned around, knelt down next to Manh Nguyet Chi's bed again, and carefully hugged her little by little.

“Get out.”

“Nguyet Chi doesn't want to see her.”

“You don't even have the qualifications to carry her shoes.”

I rubbed my wrist that he had squeezed until it was bruised. I don't make excuses. There wasn't even a trace of anger. I turned around and walked towards the door. The moment we cross the threshold, we turn to look back once. Tieu Truong Lam was burying his face in the crook of Manh Nguyet Chi's neck, his shoulders trembling slightly. What a deep love it is. I lowered my eyes and clasped the broken Bodhi string in my palm. Manh Nguyet Chi. Do you think that before I die, my conscience suddenly awakens and gives me back the truth, then I will be moved to tears and rush to receive this late grace? I don't need it anymore. Emotions are tainted. Blind men cannot distinguish between truth and falsehood. We don't need it anymore. What I want is for this entire Tinh Vien Marquis Palace to be buried with the humiliation that I have endured over the past three years. Manh Nguyet Chi's funeral was held extremely solemnly. Tieu Truong Lam, despite all objections, insisted on burying her according to the mother's own rites. The entire Hau palace is covered with white cloth. As for me, the seventh wife in name, Tieu Truong Lam forced me to kneel in the lowest position in the temple to watch over a wife's soul.

"Madam, your legs haven't fully recovered yet. If you kneel all night in this snowy weather, it will leave you with an illness in the future!"

My maid, Luc Dan, was so heartbroken that tears kept falling and secretly stuffed a soft cushion under my knees. Before the mattress could be put down, a lady standing next to it kicked it out. That is Tieu Truong Lam's nanny. King ma ma.

“Insolent!”

"Master Hou said it himself, Mrs. Wen's heart was jealous, causing Master Manh's mother to accidentally fall into the water."

“Forcing her to kneel here is to atone for her sins!”

“Whoever dares to line her clothes is confronting the Marquis!”

Vuong Ma Ma rolled her triangular eyes, her face arrogant and arrogant. I raised my hand to stop Luc Dan from getting angry and gently shook my head. I slowly lowered my knees, kneeling on the cold, hard blue stone floor. The cold air penetrated through the thin layer of mourning clothes and immediately went straight to the knees. That familiar kind of pain, like thousands of steel needles simultaneously piercing into the bone marrow, instantly spread throughout the whole body. Three years ago. Because he was caught up in the competition for the throne between princes, Tieu Truong Lam was dismissed by the Emperor, stripped of his title, and prepared to be exiled to Linh Nam. In my heart and in my eyes, there is only the young wolf who once protected me so well in the flower lantern festival. To beg the Emperor to revoke the edict, I hid it from everyone. Walked alone outside Thua Thien gate. The heavy snow covered my feet. I knelt in the middle of the ice and snow, constantly bowing my head. Until my forehead was bloody. Until my legs completely lost feeling. Until every mouthful of blood I cough up dyes the white snow in front of me red. In the end, the Queen Mother was moved by my love and personally stood up to ask for love. The emperor then changed his mind and only punished Tieu Truong Lam with three years of benefits. However, when I had a high fever, I fell into a coma for ten days, experienced a life and death cycle, and then woke up.