Chapter 11 — He was reborn and asked to marry the Emperor. I turned around and chose the Grand Deputy

Hearing that, Tham Uyen immediately bowed his head repeatedly. “Thank you so much for your generosity!” “Sister will definitely always remember the royal sister's teachings!” She stood up and received from the maid behind her a delicate purple-wood food box. “Sister Hoang, you are sick, you probably don't have an appetite.” "My sister specially brought Ngoc Lo cake, which the royal sister used to like the most." "I still remember, when we were kids, the two of us used to share a box of cakes together..." As she spoke, she opened the box of food. Inside are shiny, transparent cakes. Tham Uyen carefully picked one up and brought it in front of me. “Sister Royal.” “Would you like to taste it?” “Still the same old taste.” I lowered my eyes and looked at that piece of cake. But he didn't immediately reach out to receive it. Food put in your mouth... How can you easily trust people? Tham Uyen very keenly noticed my hesitation. The smile on her face stopped for a moment. Right after that... In front of me... She broke all the cakes in the box in half! Then each half of the cake... Consecutively stuffed it all into my mouth! “Umm... cough... cough cough..." Clearly she ate too quickly. Choked to the point of coughing. But still trying hard to swallow. Then quickly looked towards me. “Sister Royal…” “Viewer.” “It's really not toxic.” "My sister is truly here to admit her mistake..." I still don't dare to believe so easily. Then he turned to look at Tom. Mother Su immediately took a step forward, with a solemn expression, she took out a silver needle that she always carried with her, and began to carefully poison each piece of cake. “How?” “There's nothing unusual about cakes.” As Ma Ma spoke, she gently curled the index finger of the hand holding the silver needle. I nodded slightly. That is a signal that has been implicitly understood by our masters and servants over the years. Meaning... “There's a problem.” To mom still didn't stop, she took half a piece of cake and took a bite, slowly chewed thoroughly and swallowed, then nodded slightly at me. “Your Highness, this old slave has already tried it, there is nothing to worry about.” However, her hand hanging by her side was closed in her sleeve. That's reminding me... "Medicinal properties work slowly." Seeing this, Tham Uyen's eyes filled with tears. “Sister Hoang, you really don't lie to people.” “Shall we... make peace?” I looked at her, hesitated for a moment, then finally reached out and took half a piece of cake, slowly brought it to my lips, gently took a bite and swallowed it. “Third emperor sister.” “If from now on you truly know your fate.” "This palace guarantees that it will not pursue the past matters anymore." 10. The night Tham Uyen left, I immediately had a high fever. The medicine was ineffective, the doctor was helpless, and I completely fell into a coma. I don't know how much time passed, but my consciousness gradually recovered. I tried to lift my heavy eyelids. The first thing that caught my eye was the familiar brocade veil woven with gold thread on top of my head, followed by Tom's face, which seemed to have aged ten years in just the blink of an eye. "Your Highness is finally awake! Heaven bless you! Heaven bless you!" Tom's voice was choked, he squeezed my hand tightly. I opened my lips to speak, but my throat was so dry that I couldn't make a sound. Mama Su quickly brought over a bowl of warm ginseng soup and carefully fed me a few sips, only then did my throat feel a little more comfortable. At that moment, I heard the sound of rapid footsteps coming out in the hallway but deliberately walking quietly, mixed with the sound of rain tapping on the umbrella. I looked through the slightly open window. It was Ta Nghien Chi, leaning on an oil-paper umbrella, standing silently under the awning. Rainwater soaked the wide sleeves and hem of his shirt, and a few strands of water-soaked blue hair stuck to his smooth forehead, making him even more weathered and tired. However, that troubled look did not harm his noble and cold temperament at all. “Mom... please let the Deputy Chief come in...” I instructed in a hoarse voice. To ma ma quickly responded and retreated out. Soon, Ta Nghien Chi's figure appeared at the door. He closed the umbrella, put it aside next to the door, then walked to my bed. The movements are still as leisurely as ever

Every day, it's just a few steps faster than usual. Ta Nghien Chi lifted up his shirt and sat down on the edge of the bed. His eyes scanned my face inch by inch, carefully confirming my condition. “Your Highness…”