Chapter 14 — Four Generations of Crown Princes Concubine Died, I Replaced with Marrying the World of Great Sacrifice

"I'm alive! The Crown Princess is alive again!"

"Oh my god! Miracle! This is truly a miracle!"

“His Royal Highness Ung King is truly an angel descending to earth!”

The sound of applause and discussion echoed everywhere. The emperor's face also showed a "satisfied" smile. The person walked over and patted Tieu Triet on the shoulder.

“Good, very good!”

“Tieu Triet, you certainly did not disappoint me!”

Tieu Triet bowed slightly and said nothing. His eyes crossed the crowd again, looking towards Tieu Giac who was also surprised in the crowd. Then, his gaze fell on her again. That look was no longer probing. It's a kind of... enjoyment when seeing fellow humans, bringing excitement and fighting spirit. This great event, we have won. I used my own method to receive his war letter. At the same time, it also sent out our counterattack signal. The scene of the assassination of the great ceremony, in a dramatic way that no one expected, has come to an end. I "miraculously" came back to life. Ung Vuong Tieu Triet was also promoted to the altar of God. He "suppressed" the evil spirit of the Eastern Palace and saved the life of the Crown Princess, who was about to die. This story was like growing wings, in just one day it spread throughout every corner of the capital. Tea shops and pubs everywhere talk about the new legend of this undefeated god of war. The Emperor's long-faced grand review. On the spot, he issued an order and appointed Tieu Triet to do it. And he himself, from beginning to end, was like a helpless bystander. This feeling of powerlessness, for a reserve army, is the biggest blow. In the evening, I carried a bowl of lotus seed soup and entered the study room. He didn't turn around.

"Go out."

His voice was very cold. I don't go, I put a bowl of lotus seed soup in his hand.

“Your Highness, are you blaming me?”

I asked softly. He was silent for a long time before turning around. Red eye rims.

“I don't blame her.”

He shook his head, his voice hoarse.

“I'm just… blaming myself.”

"Blame me for being too weak, not being able to protect her, nor being able to protect the Eastern Palace."

"Wei Zhao, today at the grand ceremony, when you saw him put his hand on your forehead, do you know how much I wanted to rush in and kill him?"

“But I can't.”

"I even had to be grateful to him later."

"Am I very funny? Very useless?"

He looked at me, his eyes full of pain and self-loathing. I walked in front of him, sat down, grabbed his clenched fist and placed it on his knee.

“Your Highness, you are not useless.”

“You just, still haven't learned how to use your powers.”

"Tieu Triet's strength is in the battlefield, in the blade, in the thirty thousand Northern army."

“And your strength is here.”

I pointed at his chest.

“Also in the hearts of the world.”

"You are the Crown Prince, the future king. Your battlefield is not the battlefield, but the court, the hearts of people."

“Patience, not weakness, but to deliver a stronger blow.”

“What we suffer today, one day, we will pay back tenfold.”

My words are like a lamp, dispelling the clouds in his heart. The pain in his eyes slowly disappeared, and the light flared up again. He grabbed my hand back and nodded forcefully.

“Wei Chieu, you are right.”

“I understand.”

At that moment, the housekeeper's voice was heard from outside the door.

“Reporting to your Highness, the Crown Princess.”

“His Royal Highness Ung King, send someone to deliver me invite."

Tieu Giac and I looked at each other. The inner lady presented a gilded card. On it is Tieu Triet's handwriting, the pen power is like a dancing dragon and phoenix, the sharpness is clearly visible.

"Three days later, outside the city at Lac Ha mountain site, enjoying autumn hunting and tasting new wine."

“Your Majesty, you must respect me.”

Lac clause has only one word.

“Treat...”

This card is sent to me. From beginning to end, not a word was mentioned about Crown Prince Tieu Giac. This is naked provocation. Also a straightforward invitation.

“What does he want to do?”

Tieu Giac's eyebrows frowned tightly.

"He wanted to see what kind of person the person he saved was."

I looked at the card and smiled.

“I also want to see how deep the bond between this ally and my husband is.”

“He wants to entice her.”

Tieu Giac immediately understood.

“No, he is not manipulative.”

I shook my head.