Chapter 11 — Instead of Marrying His Wife, 7 Years of Supporting Him to the Throne, In Exchange for a Cup of Poisoned Wine

"Niang Niang, the Marquis Palace has been very chaotic lately. Everyone outside says that Eldest Miss's eyes are higher than her head, she chooses back and forth, and in the end she chooses to be a 'girl out of time'."

I bowed my head, selected the jade brooch from the brocade box, and said faintly:

“So this is just the beginning.”

Xuan Hanh was stunned. I raised my head and smiled slightly.

“Isn't she most concerned about reputation and dignity?”

“Then let her not even keep her last bit of dignity….”

The Queen's banquet is an occasion that all ladies and gentlemen in the capital must attend. But we just knew it. Tham Minh Chieu will definitely find a way to enter the palace and reveal himself. She is too unwilling. Not willing to see me sitting firmly in the position of Crown Princess. Unwilling to see herself being cherished like a star surrounded by the bright moon of the Marquis Palace, she fell into a laughing stock in the capital. So even if there is only a glimmer of opportunity. She will also risk her life to hold on tight. On the day of the banquet, as soon as I entered the palace, I saw her. She wore a peach-colored outfit, standing behind her mother, with exquisite makeup, a gentle and dignified smile, as if the previous jokes had never happened. If outsiders looked in, they would really think that she was still the golden and precious daughter of the Marquis Palace. She deceived others. But you can't fool me. 'Because I have 'back' When the banquet was halfway over, the Queen smiled and asked the ladies to take turns performing their talents, as if they were contributing to the fun. Past life at this time. Tham Minh Chieu played a pipa song that amazed the whole hall. Even the Queen once praised her:

"Has the demeanor of a famous lady."

It's the same song. This caused the Third Prince Concubine's maternal family to come up with the idea of partnering her with the Third Prince. Of course I won't give her the satisfaction. When it was her turn to step up. I raised my cup of tea, smiled leisurely and said to the Queen:

“Mother, I suddenly remembered something interesting.”

The Queen was interested, so she casually asked:

“What?”

I looked towards Tham Minh Chieu, his voice was so gentle that it was impeccable:

“Back when I was at the Marquis Palace, this sister of mine, what she was best at was actually not a maid.”

“It's a folk song.”

"When I was a child, at family banquets, my mother always praised my sister's singing voice, saying that even the opera troupe in the south of the city could not compete with it."

These words just came out. The whole banquet immediately fell silent. Sing folk songs. If placed on a normal woman, it's okay. But placed on a noble lady. It's like a prostitute in a theater troupe. Is a complete humiliation. The smile on Tham Minh Chieu's face immediately stiffened. The mother's expression immediately changed and she quickly said:

“Niang, Thanh Vu is still young and doesn't understand, just talking nonsense—”

As if I didn't see her panic, I smiled softly:

"Mother, why do you say that your daughter is talking nonsense?"

"Apparently that year when my sister sang the song Du Vien Kinh Mong in Tay Vien, my father even praised her voice as soft and easy to listen to."

A "soft voice". Immediately nail this. During the banquet, several ladies covered their mouths and exchanged glances. Every look has a profound meaning. Although the Queen did not change her appearance on the spot. But the eyes looking at Tham Minh Chieu had clearly cooled a bit. Tham Minh Chieu bit his lip. The eye sockets immediately turned red. She wants to explain. But it cannot be explained. Because when she was young, she actually learned to sing opera songs. It was because he was suddenly interested in playing and secretly studied with a theater troupe outside the government. Later, her mother was afraid that it would affect her reputation, so she forced her not to mention it again. Outsiders also gradually forget. But I remember. Furthermore, I remember it very clearly. In my previous life, after I changed my marriage. She even bragged about this in front of me. Said that if she hadn't casually learned a few catchy songs, her father wouldn't have been so partial to her. I'm just bringing this "interesting" story. Just turn it over. After the banquet ended. Tham Minh Chieu's eyes looked at me. Hatred cannot swallow me alive. I just held the palace man's hand and slowly stood up. Go in front of her. Smiling softly.

“Sister, why are you looking at me like that?”

“Sister just wants you to be able to appear in front of everyone a little more, isn't that good?”

Her fingertips clenched tightly into her palm, her voice trembling.

“Tham Thanh Vu, do you have to force me to death?”

Hearing this familiar sentence, I couldn't help but laugh out loud.

“You must have said the opposite, sister.”

"From the past life to this life, isn't it always the person who forces others to die?"

She didn't understand my statement "this past life, this life", but was forced by the coldness in my eyes to take a step back. But I was too lazy to continue talking nonsense with her, so I turned around and left. After this game, Tham Minh Chieu's reputation in the capital was considered completely destroyed. No noble family will be willing to marry a noble lady who has a history of annulment, and is also hinted that she once learned to sing opera songs in front of everyone. The thing she cared about most, her dignity, I personally tore it apart. This feeling is so refreshing.