Chapter 12 — He Thought I Was Still Waiting For His Palanquin, But The Divine Order Has Come To My Palace

Unexpectedly, the Queen Mother just snorted coldly:

"The person someone picked up from the snow is Nhiem Nhi, not you."

"Taking a dumpling so cold that even a dog wouldn't want it, stuffing it to an old woman on the side of the road, even daring to claim to have a great saving grace, dreaming of rewards, hoping for fame... You are truly shameless!"

Everyone around was stunned. Only Du Tu Tam was lying on the ground, his head close to the stone floor, not daring to raise his head even half a fraction. It turns out that the so-called "saving grace" was just her throwing an extra cake on the street and being caught by the maid next to the Queen Mother - Mrs. Ho. Then she acted weak, saying that she came from a poor background, saw people suffering and couldn't bear it, so she "granted a little favor". At that time, Mrs. Ho smiled as if she wasn't smiling and replied one sentence

"Truly a heart with seven senses, it is sure to be blessed with a long life, and its fragrance spreads throughout the capital."

Unexpectedly, she did not hear the sarcasm. He even thought it was true, thinking that he had been promoted by people in the palace, thinking that his reputation had spread far and wide. Now that everything is exposed in front of everyone, everyone understands:

Any "favor" from start to finish is just a joke.

Unable to bear the attack, Du Tu Tam tried his old tricks again and fainted on the spot. Just as Tham Trac Nien was about to kneel down again and beg the Emperor for his life, Pho Du waved his sleeve and called out:

"If the fainting disease is this clever, shouldn't the royal physician in the palace take a closer look?"

The royal doctors followed orders and rushed in, one by one to check their pulse. Then one by one they left... No one shook their heads and sighed. Until the last doctor finished checking his pulse, several of them simultaneously knelt down before Pho Du and said in unison:

"Mysterious medical skills are limited, I have tried my best, but I really couldn't find any signs of heart failure in the little lady of the Tham family. It's just that the consequences of miscarriage were not treated properly, leaving behind sequelae - the inability to conceive."

Both the Tham family's dignity and reputation, in that moment, were shattered to nothing. Du Tu Tam still intended to continue pretending to faint. The Royal Medical Court just sighed softly, took out a piece of silver, and inserted it directly into the most painful acupuncture point. She immediately screamed, struggled and sat up amidst the eyes of the whole court. The crime of lese majesty, the crime of feigning illness, the crime of defrauding the Holy King, along with the Tham family's repeated cover-ups and tolerance, eventually led to the sentence of confiscation of family assets and abolition of titles. Tham Trac Nien was given thirty spankings, beaten until his flesh was broken and bloody, and was dragged out of the palace like a beggar. Du Tu Tam was slapped until his mouth was bleeding. This time he actually lost consciousness and was thrown straight outside the palace gate. Mrs. Tham's tears were like rain, she knelt at my feet, tremblingly clung to my skirt and sobbed:

"We don't want this outcome... we don't want this. It's wrong, we're all wrong..."

What they wanted was never to keep the promise they made to my father - one life, one life, one person. But a good wife is easy to teach, a beautiful concubine is easy to make mistakes, not only does not involve reputation, but can leisurely enjoy pleasure. But wanting too much, in the end all you get in return... is losing everything.

"The rewards that everyone gives, always... are all for the sake of the Emperor's wish."

"Lin Nhiem, for you, for the Lam family, I have devoted all my heart. So has the Emperor."

The warm jade block in my hand is as hot as fire, my heart feels the same touch. Turning his head to look over, he was wearing a long coat and slowly walking towards me. His fingertips gently touched my eyelashes and gently asked:

“Why are your eyes red?”

I quickly hid my tears and gently shook my head:

“It's just the wind.”

He laughed, his large hand squeezing my hand, which was cold because of the snow.

"Then follow me closely. Wherever the wind is, I will block it."

Then winter comes and spring comes, summer fireflies play with the moonlight, the four seasons are like wheels that quietly spin forever. In that rotation, he stands before me - always. Standing in front of the wind, in front of the rain, in front of slander, in front of danger, in front of hundreds of thousands of silent blades - he has never backed down. Just in return for me... a peaceful life.