Chapter 8 — Emperor's Regret

At this moment, someone outside the palace loudly announced. “The Emperor is here—” As soon as he heard Ta Hanh coming, Tham Man immediately changed his face and walked out to greet him with a smile. But as soon as she took two steps, she saw a group of alchemists behind Ta Hanh and immediately stopped in place. "Your Majesty, my body has almost recovered. There is no need to continue checking my pulse." “The auspicious hour is almost here, we should still go to Tong Thien Palace first.” She thought that Ta Hanh was worried about her body. Unexpectedly, as soon as she finished speaking, Ta Hanh curled his lips, but the smile was cold and scary. "If it's already a grand ceremony, if she has a face like this, it won't be according to the rules anyway." Instinctively, Tham Man thought that there was something wrong with her makeup today. Before she could order someone to get the bronze mirror, several fairies quickly stepped up, held her tightly, forcibly broke her mouth and poured a bowl of thick black potion into it. The alchemists also carried their arks of blood and followed each other in, directly entering the inner hall. Not long after, there was a cry of death from inside that was so miserable that it made people's scalp numb. Ta Hanh clasped his hands behind his back and stood in the hall, his face cold. From beginning to end, even his eyes did not waver. Half an hour later. Tham Man was carried out again. Father Tham and Mother Tham were still kneeling in place. When they heard the movement, they instinctively raised their heads. But with just one look, the two of them were as if struck by lightning, their legs went limp, and they sat down directly on the ground. Because that face has transformed into my appearance. The facial features, eyebrows, eyes, makeup, even the style of the dress are made according to the way I dressed in the past. No difference even a little bit. Ta Hanh's eyes turned red and he walked quickly. He raised his hand, his fingertips shaking, gently touching that face, his voice so hoarse that it was not normal. “Nhuoc Nhi……” “Di Ton……” Tham Man weakly raised his eyes, only uttering two words. But Ta Hanh's face immediately changed, and then he suddenly grabbed her neck. Another hand was raised and placed next to his lips in a silent gesture. Those eyes were filled with sick stubbornness. “Shut up.” “Nhuoc Nhi doesn't talk like that.” But clearly he still hasn't calmed down. As soon as he finished speaking, he ordered someone to take the mute medicine and force it into Tham Man's mouth. Therefore, that ridiculous posthumous investiture ceremony is still carried out as usual. Tham Man wears my face and sits on the position of Fairy Queen. But from that day on, she also completely became my substitute. Ta Hanh poisoned her throat, preventing her from continuing to use her original voice. He forced her to learn my expressions, learn my tone, even the small movements when raising or lowering her eyes had to be identical. As long as there is any difference, he will get angry. Lightly give a slap. If it's serious, use the image directly. In just a few short days, there was no healthy part left on Tham Man's body. A few more days passed. Finally she couldn't bear it anymore. Taking advantage of the fairy's carelessness, she grabbed a golden hairpin and fiercely slashed her face. When Ta Hanh ran over, her face was mixed with flesh and blood. His face immediately sank, and he directly ordered the beheading of several servants who were serving him irresponsibly. But seeing him angry, Tham Man, who was lying face down on the ground, suddenly burst into laughter. She laughed madly and cruelly. It's like he's mocking Ta Hanh's current appearance. Her throat had long been poisoned and she could only make intermittent, hoarse sounds. But she still tried to force every word out. "Even if... you kill me..." "That bastard... Tham Nhuoc... can't come back..." Ta Hanh stared at her, the bottom of his eyes were terrifyingly red. But Tham Man, with a fierce face, still deliberately continued to speak. “Do you know… if her destiny doesn't come true… what will happen?” “It's clear that she... just needs to raise a child... to be able to leave this place... no need to die...

I don't know... her five children... none of them can live..." "Even if they die... their bones will be crushed into ashes... they will never be reborn... Ha ha ha..." "Shut up!" Ta Hanh's eyes seemed to burst open as he screamed hoarsely. Even his steps were unsteady, as if he couldn't stand, his bloodshot eyes staring at her. Every sentence Tham Man said was like cutting a knife into his heart. But she must say everything. “I just want to talk!” "You admit it... The person who really killed Tham Nhuoc... from beginning to end was you!" At the same time this sentence was uttered, accompanied by a mournful scream, Ta Hanh raised his knife and slashed down, directly cutting off her tongue. “Shut up!” “The deity told you to shut up!” He had completely lost control. He held the sword and, as if going crazy, slashed several times at Tham Man's body. Until she opened her eyes and stopped breathing, she died without closing her eyes.