Chapter 5 — He said he wouldn't marry me until the Holy Order came down and he would go crazy

Tham Nghien Phong suddenly rushed forward.

“Shut up!”

The black armored guard took a step forward, blocking him right in front of him. Tham Nghien Tu looked at him coldly.

“What's the hurry?”

“She still hasn't finished speaking.”

Tham Nghien Phong's chest undulated violently.

“Brother, do you have to force the Tham family to the end?”

Tham Nghien Tu calmly said:

“Ten years ago, when you pushed me down the cliff, the Tham family had no way to retreat anymore.”

As soon as these words ended, the last layer of disguise on Tham Nghien Phong's face completely crumbled. The baby in Lieu Oanh's arms cried even more fiercely. She clenched her teeth, suddenly put the baby on the ground, and then slammed her head hard.

“Your Majesty, I still have evidence.”

“The second young master once told the slave family to hide a letter.”

“He said that if something happened to him one day, he would tell the slave to burn that letter.”

The Emperor's eyes darkened.

“Where is the letter?”

Lieu Oanh replied with a trembling voice:

“In the lining of the diaper that this slave always carries with him.”

The eunuch immediately stepped up. He took off the edge of the diaper and found a thin envelope. The letter paper has turned yellow, the seal is sealed with wax. After examining the wax seal, the inner servant next to the Emperor respectfully presented it. The Emperor opened the letter and after reading only two lines, his face became extremely gloomy. The Queen also saw it. The wine cup in her hand suddenly turned over, the wine spilled out, wetting the sleeve of her phoenix robe. My heart moved slightly. This letter, however, is related to the Queen. Tham Nghien Tu also looked at the Queen. The entire main hall was so quiet that it was like a dead puddle. The Emperor slowly read a sentence from the letter.

“If military intelligence from the Northern border is brought into the capital, it must first be held for three days.”

"Wait until the news of An Bac Vuong's death is confirmed, then ask your highness to help the Tham family participate."

Tham Nghien Phong made a thud and knelt down.

“I don't know why this letter is in her hands!”

Lieu Oanh cried and shouted loudly:

“Second Young Master, you personally handed it over to the slave family!”

"You said that if the Queen loses power in the future, this letter will be a talisman to save your life!"

The Queen's face turned pale.

“You bold bastard!”

“When did this palace ever secretly correspond with the Tham family?”

Lieu Oanh was so scared that she trembled, but still kept shaking her head.

"The slave family does not dare to slander the Queen."

“But the letter was indeed written by the Second Young Master, the slave family only recognized his handwriting.”

I looked towards that letter. I recognize Tham Nghien Phong's handwriting. During ten years, the notes he wrote to me were not many. But every single sheet, I cherished like a treasure. Now, those handwritings have become evidence of crime, yet we can recognize them with just a glance. I spoke up. Everyone looked towards me. I took out a farewell letter from my brocade bag.

"The farewell letter that Tham Nghien Phong gave me yesterday is his autograph."

“Can be compared.”

Tham Nghien Phong suddenly raised his head to look at me. His eyes showed true hatred for the first time.

“To Van Nguyet, do you have to corner me to death?”

I look at him.

“Tham Nghien Phong.”

“At you harming others, have you ever thought about today?

The eunuch received the letter of farewell, along with the secret letter, and presented it to the court. The Emperor looked attentively for a moment, then slammed both pieces of paper down on the court.

“The handwriting is identical.”

The Queen suddenly stood up.

“Your Majesty, there must be something wrong with this matter.”

"Tham Nghien Phong is just a courtier, how can he mobilize people in the palace to keep military intelligence?"

The Emperor turned his head to look at her.

"The Queen is reminding me, is there still your inner servant in the palace?"

The Queen's face immediately stiffened. In the main hall, no one dared to breathe loudly. Tham Nghien Tu suddenly spoke:

“Before I returned to my senses, I once stopped a porcelain archer.”

"On his person he carries the Queen's royal ensign."

The Queen took half a step back.

“An Bac Vuong, you are spitting blood.”

Tham Nghien Tu raised his eyes.

“I brought back more than just tokens.”

“But also bring yourself.”

The black-armored guard outside the palace gate moved again. A person wearing a prison uniform was dragged into the main hall. As soon as she raised her head, the palace maid next to the Queen immediately turned pale. The insider knelt on the ground, his voice trembling.

“The slave is willing to confess.”

“Military reports from the Northern border are indeed kept by slaves following the Queen's will.”

The Queen's nails dug into her palms so tightly that they broke. Tham Nghien Phong suddenly went limp and fell to the ground.