Chapter 6 — He Wants To Use Me To Hide A Secret

The second version of the rumor begins to build for us the image of a virginal woman, and at the same time puts all the contradictions into the word "reputation". It's dusk. All over the capital, from noble mandarins to merchants, almost everyone is talking about this. The rumors gradually turned into the final version, also the most fatal version.

"Breaking news! Breaking news! Miss Tham family is about to die!"

"I heard that Miss Tham couldn't stand the humiliation, so after returning to the palace, she locked herself in the palace hall!"

"Not eating or drinking, not touching a grain of rice or a drop of water, saying that he wants to use death to prove his innocence!"

"So pitiful! A girl like a flower like a jade, but she's about to fade away!"

"It's all because of Ta Hanh! Because I have achieved military success, I dare to bully my loyal descendants like that! It's truly a shame!"

Public opinion completely exploded. I, Tham Trieu Van, became the symbol of a sad, fierce woman who accepted death for the sake of her reputation. As for Ta Hanh, he became an evil tyrant who used his power to bully people and forced an innocent girl to death. Father's plan was carried out extremely perfectly. He used the entire relationship network and information system that the Tham family had built up over the years in the capital, accurately controlling the direction and speed of the rumor's spread. One step at a time. Turn me and the Tham family into perfect victims. I'm still kneeling in the cold street. The body has weakened to the extreme. There was darkness before my eyes. There was a constant buzzing sound in my ears. But our hearts are clearer than ever. The fire outside was already burning. The fire burns more fiercely. It's more beneficial for me. And at this time, General Tran Bac's palace is probably already in a mess. Ta Hanh was confined to the palace, unable to go out to control public opinion. He could only watch helplessly as his reputation was swallowed up by rumors little by little, becoming so stinking that no one wanted to talk about it anymore. Surely he couldn't understand. Why did things... develop to this point? A shield that he conveniently pulled out. How can it create such a great impact? It's even more unbelievable that behind everything... It's me. Someone he had never laid eyes on before. The road was once again opened. This time, it was not his father who came. It's Ma Ma Truong next to her grandmother. She carried a bowl of ginseng soup and quickly walked in front of me, her face unable to hide her impatience.

"Eldest lady, why do you have to torment yourself like that!"

"Outside... there's already a lot of rumors outside! The old lady asked her servant to bring this bowl of soup, please drink it quickly. If there's anything, say it slowly!"

I looked at that bowl of ginseng soup, gently pulled my chapped lips, and gave a cold, tired smile. Are you impatient now?

"Mom, please come back."

My voice was as hoarse as if it had been sandpapered.

"Please tell your grandmother, mama, you have made up your mind."

"Or return your virginity's innocence."

"Or invite her..."

"Come and pick up the body for my niece."

Mother Truong's face immediately turned pale.

"Eldest lady! You... don't think too much! The general and the old lady are both about to panic!"

"Guys They are desperate for my life."

"Or are you worried about the Tham family's reputation?"

I asked coldly. Ma Ma Truong was speechless when I asked her. I didn't pay attention to her anymore, closed my eyes, and continued to maintain the kneeling position. My body was on the brink of collapse. But my will is as strong as steel. I know, I must resist. Hold on until the last person... Comes to me. Mama Truong stood beside me and advised me for a long time. Seeing that I was soft and stiff, she couldn't budge. She could only stomp her feet, carry the bowl of ginseng soup, and walk out. The street once again sank into silence. I don't know how much longer I knelt. Until consciousness begins to blur. Just when we feel like we're about to succumb, about to fall into darkness. A series of urgent footsteps came from afar. This time, there was not only one person coming. It's a whole group of people. The large door of the street was pushed open with a "bang" from the outside. Blinding sunlight immediately flooded in. I squinted my eyes and saw a group of servants wearing palace uniforms surrounding a middle-aged man wearing bright-colored plain clothes, standing at the door. He stood against the light, unable to see his face clearly. But that outfit. The atmosphere is not angry but powerful. You actually... Came in person.