Chapter 10 — He Thought I Was Still Waiting For His Palanquin, But The Divine Order Has Come To My Palace

Tham Trac Nien did not respond and remained angry for several days. People who are close to the earth and far from heaven have a little more courage. I immediately stretched my neck and bit him. Lightly sucking, rubbing, biting softly... Until Pho Du's breathing was heavy, his big hand tightened around my waist. At that moment, I woke up and opened my eyes. It's not a dream. It's just that the matter of staying or staying, moving forward or retreating... is no longer up to me to decide. I only see my body feeling light and tilted in someone's arms. I was pressed under his body, the kiss was as passionate as fire, burning my skin. But he was too restrained. The hand placed on my waist had not yet been unfastened, but it stiffly stopped. The voice was hoarse, as if pressed from the bottom of the heart:

“Look closely, it's me.”

I choked out a breath, wrapping my arms tightly around his neck.

“I know, it's you.”

Later, he told me to wait for him. When the ceremony is over, he will welcome me into the palace. Why don't I understand? Because the Lam Palace was once supported by my father, it is now extremely frowned upon. If you want me to step foot into the forbidden palace, you must use a real sword to cut down those who still cling to the remnants of the old dynasty. Just three months. I sat down in the hallway, embroidering incense sticks. He was in prison forcing confessions from traitors. I kneel under the statue of Guanyin, praying for peace. He again encountered the spear of the Grand Deputy, using the crime of "treason" to cut off the arms and legs of the person who intended to drag the Lam family to the grave. The day Tham Trac Nien married On Tu Tam, he came to find me. The robe still smelled of blood that had not yet faded. He hid it, not revealing half of it. I pretended not to see. Separated by a window, we used to say tirelessly:

"No hurry. I'll wait."

And today, we have waited. The oil lamp's light shakes, pulling us back to reality. The corners of my lips curled up slightly, following the light line, finding the warmth at the edge of his lips. Before he could speak, tears silently fell:

“I don't regret it.”

His warm lips gently fell on my face, little by little, drying the tears. Little by little, it tugs at my heart, making me unable to breathe. The rain in early May fell on each peony in the yard, rustling, gently... trembling all night long. The next morning when I woke up, Pho Du hugged my shoulder and took the wooden comb from the palace maid's hand. He brushed my hair in front of the mirror and said softly:

"Now that you are my concubine, this matter must be announced to the world and presented to the main temple. Tonight at the banquet, I want all civil and martial officials to see who I favor."

"The six palaces are still empty, now there is only you alone. But the position of queen is not a small matter, it needs to be carefully calculated. Nhiem Nhiem, wait for me!"

Before those deep eyes in the bronze mirror, I smiled gently and responded with an earnest look. Just having a moment of bright moon shining down on us is enough. When it was time to attend the banquet, the Deputy Ministers remained in Duong Tam Palace to discuss matters. I immediately followed the Queen Mother and went ahead. Unexpectedly, in the royal garden, he ran into a group of people from the Tham family waiting for the Queen Mother.

"I want to accuse Lam Nhiem, she used her fame to make achievements to exchange the merits of others."

Tham Trac Nien knelt neatly, his eyes fixed on the ground, every word rang out with steel. It's just that he never raised his head to see whose clothes I was wearing today. I came out from the shadow shady under the communal roof. The ladies standing nearby immediately changed color, simultaneously took a cold breath, then bowed down, not daring to breathe loudly. Even Du Tu Tam - who is always good at using tears to sway people's hearts - when he saw my face, he was completely dumbfounded. She couldn't utter a word, her body trembled, then she fell to the ground, her face as white as paper. The mind is like ashes. The Queen Mother gave a smile that didn't reach her eyes and slowly asked

"So in the opinion of the Tham family, this reward... should have been given to whom?"

Tham Trac Nien puffed out his chest vigorously, not even realizing that Du Tu Tam was clutching his shirt and trembling. He just bowed his head and replied loudly

"The person who had the grace to save the Queen Mother that day was the minister's wife, Du Tu Tam. I'm afraid the palace servants were mistaken and mistook Lam Nhiem as the bride of the Tham Palace, leading to an error."

As soon as the words ended, the yard immediately became cold. Everyone was sweating coldly, drooping and not daring to raise their heads.