Chapter 7 — I choose Ninh Vuong in the middle of Kim Loan Palace

A bowl was placed in front of Tham Nhuoc Nghi. She said softly: "If you still resent me, drink this cup of tea and all your previous resentment will disappear." I lowered my eyes and looked at the tea. The heat floated up, the scent was too strong. Outside Phuong Nghi Palace suddenly heard the sound of urgent footsteps. The inner lady shouted loudly: "Your Majesty is here." The smile on Tham Nhuoc Nghi's face immediately became firm. But I was one step faster, picked up the tea cup and brought it in front of her. "If the Queen has said she wants to apologize." "Then of course the first sip must be taken by the first person."07 Tham Nhuoc Nghi looked at the tea cup brought in front of her, her fingertips curled slightly. The smile was still on her face, but it looked like the surface of water was wrinkled by the wind. When Tieu Thua Duc entered the palace gate, he just happened to see this scene. His eyes fell on the tea cup in my hand, his eyebrows immediately sank. "What are you doing?" I held the tea and bowed to him. "The Queen said she wanted to erase past resentments with me. I thought, if it was tea to admit my mistake, the first sip of course must be taken by the Queen." Tham Nhuoc Nghi gently bit her lips. "Your Majesty, you misunderstood me." Tieu Thua Duc walked to her side, his voice low. said a bit coldly. "Ta Minh Duong, the Queen has the kindness to invite you into the palace, are you so aggressive in forcing people?" I raised my eyes to look at him. "If Your Majesty feels that I am rude, then I can exchange cups with the Queen." Having finished speaking, I put the tea cup in my hand back on the table, reaching out to take the cup in front of Tham Nhuoc Nghi. Tham Nhuoc Nghi's face finally changed. She held the teacup tightly, her voice trembling slightly. "Sister, this cup is mine." I smiled. "I know." "If both teacups are clean, isn't it the same to drink from each cup?" The palace maids simultaneously bowed their heads. There was also a hint of hesitation in Tieu Thua Duc's eyes. Tham Nhuoc Nghi quickly stabilized her expression and said in a soft voice: "Today my stomach is not feeling well, the royal physician has advised me not to drink strong tea." "So that's it." I let go. "Then please, Your Majesty, please drink a sip for the Queen." Tieu Thua Duc's face immediately darkened. Tham Nhuoc Nghi quickly grabbed his sleeve. "Your Majesty, I don't mean that." I looked at the two of them, my heart surprisingly calm. I've also stood next to her like that before, looking at her with just one sentence made Tieu Thua Duc's heart soften. At that time, we thought we lost because our love was not deep enough. Now I understand, if the thing called gratitude is used as a knife, it is no longer worthy of being called gratitude. Tieu Thua Duc stared at me. "Ta Minh Duong, are you entering the palace today to cause trouble?" "The goddess entered the palace at the invitation of the Queen." I pointed at the two cups of tea on the table. "The person causing trouble is not necessarily the goddess." As soon as I finished speaking, the maid serving tea suddenly bent her legs, her whole body falling towards the table. Two tea cups were overturned at the same time. The hot tea poured into the bathroom, and the rich aroma immediately spread out. Tham Nhuoc Nghi cried out and fell into Tieu Thua Duc's arms. The palace maid knelt in the tea, crying until her whole body trembled. "The slave deserves to die, the servant deserves to die." Tieu Thua Duc protected Tham Nhuoc Nghi and shouted: "Pull down." But I spoke first. "Wait." Just as the guard was about to move forward, he stopped. Tieu Thua Duc looked at me coldly. "What do you still want?" I bent down to look at the other palace maid. "If you said you deserved to die, then explain clearly why you fell just now." The palace maid cried and said: "The slave's legs suddenly softened, bumping into the noble." "Soft legs?" I walked up to her. "The tea servant in the Phuong Nghi palace could not even hold the tea cup. The Queen.

The lady is truly tolerant of her servants." Tham Nhuoc Nghi's eyes turned red. "Do you have to make things difficult for a palace servant?" "I don't make things difficult for her." I raised my head. "I'm saving her." Tham Nhuoc Nghi was stunned. I took out the silver box that Tieu Nghien gave me from my sleeve. The lid of the box opened, inside was a layer of fine white powder. I took a little, sprinkled it into the tea on the table. Initially there was no tea. Then it slowly turned blue and black. There were suppressed sounds of cold air in the hall. Tham Nhuoc Nghi's hand suddenly grabbed Tieu Thua Duc's sleeve. "What is this?" I closed the lid of the box. "Poison powder is used when marching in the North." I looked at the palace maid kneeling on the ground. "You can talk now. Who sent you to spill the tea cup?" The palace maid prostrated herself on the ground, her forehead hitting and making heavy sounds. "I don't know, I really don't know anything." Before she could finish speaking, the corner of her mouth was bleeding. My eyes turned cold. She really bit the tip of her tongue. But before she could bite it off, because a tea spoon flew forward and hit her on the chin. The palace maid cried out, her whole body. fell to the ground. Outside the palace gate, Tieu Nghien's lazy voice rang out: