Chapter 7 — In Rebirth, My Sister Stole My Cold-Faced Husband

News spread back: Ta Lam Uyen was temporarily assigned to the forbidden army, in charge of coordinating security for the Crown Prince.

“Miss, Mr. Ta is fine, just going to the palace to be on duty.” Thanh Hoa said.

I breathed a sigh of relief, but in my heart I still felt like something was wrong. In my previous life, I remember clearly the story of the Crown Prince being assassinated. But the events of the previous life were——the Army officer was identified as the mastermind, the entire family had their assets confiscated, and the clan was destroyed. However, I vaguely remember that later, someone turned back the testimony and said that the military official was just a substitute and that the real mastermind was someone else. It's just that at that time I was dead, everything behind was unknown. On the night of the fourth day, Ta Lam Uyen climbed the wall into the Tham palace.

“Ta Lam Uyen!” I almost stabbed him with the brooch, "you climbed the wall in the middle of the night!"

“Shh——” His head was covered in sweat, his whole body covered in dust, leaning against the wall and panting.

“What's wrong with you?”

"Let's go out of the palace for a while. Before returning, I'll stop by to see her."

“Is there something that can't be said tomorrow?”

“Someone is interrogating Marquis Vu An's residence.” He lowered his voice and said, "The case of the Crown Prince's assassination is related to the Infantry, someone wants to pour dirty water on my father."

My heart sank.

"Undetermined. But Bui Nghien Chi accepted this case—A Ninh, I know you two had a relationship before, I want to ask you something."

“What?”

“Bui Nghien Chi, this person, can you believe it?”

I looked into his eyes. Can Bui Nghien Chi believe it? In his previous life, he was not a bad person. He's just cold, just too focused on his future and his case, to the point of ignoring everyone around him. But in solving cases, he never wronged anyone.

“In the fortifications, he is trustworthy.” I said.

Ta Lam Uyen nodded.

“But you must be careful.” I pulled his sleeve, "In my previous life——I mean, I have an intuition that the person behind it is not that Infantry officer."

“How do you know?”

"Intuition."

He looked at me for a long time, without questioning.

“Okay, I remember.”

He climbed the wall and left. Early the next morning, Thanh Hoa brought a piece of paper.

“Miss, it was Mr. Ta who stuffed it into the crack in the wall.”

On the piece of paper was written: I can't come today, but you must eat, drink, and sleep well, and don't worry about me. Below is a crooked smiley face. I folded the piece of paper, put it under my pillow, and put it with the picture of "drifting cake becomes crystal". Entering mid-July, the case became deeper and deeper. That Infantry officer died in prison—“afraid of committing suicide.” But before he died, he left a blood letter, naming another name. That guy is the son of Bu Ho's maid——Trieu Nguyen Bach. Trieu Nguyen Bach, in my previous life I heard this name in Bui Nghien Chi palace. He is Tham Minh Chau's aunt's cousin. In other words——the Crown Prince's assassination case is likely related to Tham Minh Chau's intricate network of relatives. What makes me even more insecure is another matter. Bui Nghien Chi investigated Trieu Nguyen Bach's head, but the Trieu family's power was not small, and he began running everywhere, wanting to suppress the blood book matter. At the same time, people in the court began to secretly imply that the Marquis of Vu An with the surname Ta was involved in the assassination. The reason is: that Ministry of Infantry order card once passed through the hands of a deputy general under Marquis Vu An. Evidence is fake. But it's disguised to be extremely realistic. Ta Lam Uyen was summoned to Dai Ly Tu for questioning. His little boy Quy An ran to the Tham mansion to report the news, his legs shaking.

"Miss Tham, quickly think of a way! Our young master is being held back by Young Khanh Bui!"

“Detained?”

"It says it's a routine interrogation, but it's been two hours and it still hasn't come out!"

My heart skipped a beat. How dare Bui Nghien Chi—— No, if following the official process, Bui Nghien Chi would be forced to investigate all those involved. This is not aimed at Ta Lam Uyen, but his responsibility. But there are people taking advantage of this process. I put on my coat and immediately walked out.

"Miss! Where are you going?"

“Dai Ly Temple.”

Thanh Hoa quickly followed. There was a strict guard at the gate of Dai Ly Tu. I announced my identity and the guards glanced at me.

"Second Miss Tham family? Young Khanh Bui has told us not to receive guests."

“I am not a guest.”

I gently lifted my sleeve, slowly took out a token and placed it in front of the other person's eyes. That order is from my father. Although the Tham family cannot compare with Marquis Vu An's palace in terms of prestige, my father has been involved in the court for many years and has had a deep friendship. A travel order... still has enough weight to make people respect it three times. The guard hesitated for a moment, then let it go. I entered the interrogation hall of Dai Ly Temple. Bui Nghien Chi sat in the main position, with documents full of documents in front of him. Ta Lam Uyen sat in the chair below, his hands were locked—not iron chains, but wooden binding devices, symbolizing the identity of the suspect.