Chapter 6 — Instead of Marrying His Wife, 7 Years of Supporting Him to the Throne, In Exchange for a Cup of Poisoned Wine

She was wearing a light-colored dress, her face was pale, her eyes were full of unwillingness and resentment, as if she wished she could pull me down from the palanquin on the spot. Her father and mother stood beside her, their expressions both complicated and awkward. In my previous life, they sent me to die. In this life, it was with their own eyes that they watched me enter the Eastern Palace with light. I let down the palanquin curtain, slowly closed my eyes, feeling the anger that had been suppressed in my heart for many years, finally partially dissipated. This is just the beginning. In the future, what they owe me, I will reclaim little by little. My palanquin slowly passed through Chu Tuoc street, then around the East market, past the royal road in front of the imperial citadel. On both sides of the road, people were crowded, the voices of discussion did not stop.

“Is that Miss Tham Tu?”

“I heard it was personally chosen by the Eastern Palace.”

“The Marquis has truly lost both people and face this time.”

I sat in the palanquin, without opening the curtain. But just hearing those words is enough to know how much face the Eastern Palace has given us today. Waiting for the royal staff to complete a circle around the capital, the sky gradually turned towards dusk. The palanquin finally changed direction and headed straight towards the East Palace. The heavy lipstick door slowly opened. From that moment, we knew - The road ahead was completely different. The wedding night was not bustling. In his previous life, Ta Hanh was very sick. Even when he and I performed proper rituals, it seemed like he was struggling a bit. Everyone in the palace is afraid of encountering bad luck, making the entire main hall, even when hung with the words of joy, feel pitifully cold. This life is still the same. It's just different from the previous life, this time when I sit on the bed of joy, there is no longer half the expectation in my heart, nor half the shyness. I'm only very clear about one thing - From tonight onwards, I'm truly entering a bigger game. When Ta Hanh walked in, his face was still pale, and between his eyebrows he still carried some undisguised fatigue. But when he lifted the scarf, his eyes looked at me a few points deeper than in his previous life. It was as if he was once again judging whether this blade of his could be used or not. It's like I want to see clearly why most of the articles are over a thousand copies, but the articles that are less than a thousand are also extremely good reads, so much so that many people come back and rate the story very good. If you don't believe it, just read the recent series that haven't reached the threshold yet. I met his eyes. Don't avoid it. Don't bow your head either. He looked at me for a moment, then suddenly said:

“You are not afraid of her.”

In my previous life, of course I was afraid. Afraid he will die. I'm afraid of being secretive. Afraid of rumors in the palace. Also afraid of the bottomless vortex of the East Palace. But now, even if I die, I have already died once. There's nothing else to be afraid of. I calmly said:

"Even if you're afraid, it's useless."

Ta Hanh slightly raised his eyebrows, seemingly satisfied by this statement. He walked to the table, poured two glasses of wine, and gave me one. I took the cup of wine and drank it in one gulp. The spicy wine rushed down my throat, making me momentarily remember the poisoned cup of wine from my previous life. My fingertips trembled a little. But it quickly stabilized. Ta Hanh saw it, but said nothing. After the ceremony, he did not rush to leave, but sat down opposite me.

“Having entered the Eastern Palace, there are a few words I need to tell you clearly before."

I look at him.

“First, the Eastern Palace is not a place to shelter from the wind. Today you can step on the Marquis Palace and enter, tomorrow there will be countless people waiting to see when you fall."

“Second, you don't need a Crown Princess who only knows how to cry and compete for favor. Since you said you came for yourself, don't disappoint me."

He said this, stopped slightly, raised his eyes and looked at me.

“From the Tham family, if you still want to be merciful, you can tell me now.”

I suddenly burst out laughing. In the previous life, when they forced me to die, did they ever show me any mercy? I put down the wine cup, my voice was calm and clear.

“Your Highness, rest assured.”

“From the moment I stepped out of the Marquis Palace, I was no longer a member of the Tham family.”

Ta Hanh looked at me for a while, and in the end, a very faint ray of satisfaction flashed in his eyes. Having finished speaking, he stood up and went out. When you reach the door, stop for a moment:

“Tomorrow morning, someone in the palace will come to ask for peace. That First Lady of the Tham family, I'm afraid she won't be quiet either."

“In that case, from tomorrow, the fires should burn in the Eastern Palace… just let them burn.”

I looked at his back and slowly curled the corners of my lips. He is not at all a gentle, harmless Crown Prince.