Chapter 7 — Chess Game In The Palace

The sound disappeared at the end of the hallway. I stood still. Trieu Hanh stood in front of the window without moving. A long time later, he turned around and looked at me. "You knew she would write that?" I shook my head: "I guess." "Guess?" "I guess her heart is higher than the sky, she is not willing to die in the palace, so she will definitely risk her life to bet once." Trieu Hanh did not ask further. He looked at me for a moment, then walked over and took the remaining half cup of cold tea on the table and took a sip: "From tomorrow, I will still go to Phuong Nghi Palace for dinner." "Then I will ask the kitchen to prepare the dishes you like." "Don't you ask me why?" I took the tea cup from his hand, exchanged it for a cup of warm tea and gave it back: "Because from now on, before dinner, you no longer have to hesitate about whether or not you should go out of your way to visit someone." Trieu Hanh held a cup of warm tea, looked at me, the corners of his lips moved slightly. He didn't laugh, but the thing in those eyes was much more relieved than the night before. The lights in Lam Hoa Pavilion were completely turned off and no longer lit. I stood in the hallway of Phuong Nghi Palace, looking towards Can Nguyen Palace. The light on Trieu Hanh's side was also turned off. Tonight he went to bed very early. When Lien Khe brought the ginseng soup, she asked: "Niang, is this over yet?" I took the bowl, took a sip and thought: "It's over." I finished the ginseng soup, gave the bowl to Lien Khe. "Tomorrow still has tomorrow's story, go to sleep first." The lights in Phuong Nghi Palace were also turned off. For the first time, the whole palace was quiet at night, as if everyone had fallen asleep. After that, those golden letters never appeared again. Because Luu Thanh Van's story has ended. The main female character or supporting female character has nothing to do with me. I only know that she has completely lost.— End —