Chapter 11 — I Am Your Royal Highness, Not Your Puppet

After just one night. The direction of the court has changed dramatically. The third prince was imprisoned. The Ly family completely collapsed. Those who used to put stones in the well are now turning their tails around and becoming human. Every day I live in fear. In front of the gate of the General's Palace. Once again restored the scene of busy carriages like flowing water. The previous officials could not avoid the Tham family in time. Now bring a solemn ceremony. They jostled until they broke their foreheads just to beg to see them. Even if I can only meet one butler in the General's Palace, it's fine. I don't meet anyone. I will only guide Tham Nhat. Go to the palace to see your father. In the Royal Library. The scent of ambergris is still as strong and pure as ever. The royal father provided seats. There was some scrutiny in his eyes. The same ray of appreciation is difficult to detect.

“In the letter your father sent me.”

“Ong ay gan nhu khen con len tan troi.”

He slowly opened his mouth.

“Saying that having a daughter like you is the greatest blessing in his life.”

“He also said that you in the capital are more useful than the 100,000 army in his hands.”

I immediately stood up and thanked him.

"I don't dare accept it."

"It's all thanks to my wise and wise father's prediction, and I alone make all the decisions."

“Stop flattery.”

The emperor burst out laughing. The tone also softened somewhat.

“I know.”

“During this time, I have suffered a lot of resentment.”

“For the king's sake.”

“For the sake of my father.”

“It's all my duty.”

"I don't dare to admit that I'm resentful."

Father looked at me. Silence for a long time. Suddenly change the subject.

“The thing between me and Canh Diem.”

“I've heard that too.”

My heart tightened slightly. I lowered my eyes.

"It's the child who doesn't understand things."

“Makes father worry.”

“He's the one who doesn't understand.”

The royal father sighed softly.

“I leave it to you.”

“I hope I can become its support.”

“But don't let him take your protection for granted.”

“This time.”

“Let's give it a lesson.”

He stood up. Go to the window. Look at the palace wall outside.

“This child Canh Diem.”

“Nature is not bad.”

“It's just that since he was a child, his mother pampered him too much.”

“Being blinded by things called 'responsibility'.”

“Making it no longer see clearly is what really matters.”

“I keep it in the capital.”

“Give him a leisurely Royal title.”

"I just don't want him to get caught up in the court's struggles."

"Unfortunate."

“The tree wants to be quiet, but the wind doesn't stop.”

He turned around. Once again look straight at me. His eyes were so deep that he couldn't see the bottom.

“Thanh Ninh.”

“I know you have suffered a lot of resentment.”

“The Book of Peace and Separation.”

“I already know.”

“I will give you a choice.”

“You can choose to get along.”

“Tram se ban cho con mot toa Cong chua phu.”

“Give me good land and benefits.”

“Guaranteed a lifetime of honor and glory.”

“No one dares to bully me.”

“Or…”

He stopped for a moment.

“You can also choose to give it another chance.”

“I will banish him to the ground.”

“A poor, desolate place.”

“Let it taste the suffering of humanity.”

“Learn what responsibility is.”

“Learn how to appreciate.”

“What choice?”

“It's completely in my mind.”

Ta kneel on the ground. Haven't said anything for a long time. Father gave me two paths. One path is absolute freedom. The sea is wide, letting fish roam freely. The sky is high and the birds are flying. The remaining path is an unknown challenge. It takes us the rest of our lives. To bet on a man's turn. Countless images appear in my head. There is a scene at the Bach Hoa banquet. When he resolutely protected Lieu Nhu Nguyet. There is a scene in the study room. When he angrily questioned me because of the Liu family. There are times. When I presented the letter of separation. There was shock and pain in his eyes. There are even more images in front of the Imperial Library Room. He knelt all day and night for my father. The back is extremely emaciated. He made a mistake, and it was an extremely serious mistake. But when the storm really hit, he instinctively stood in front of me. This man, does he love me? Probably yes. It's just a pity that his love was bound by too many things, and in the end it was completely deformed.