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

But personally giving me a torch. If so, of course I won't be polite. The first fire in the Eastern Palace of this life will start from Tham Minh Chieu. The second day after the big wedding, as expected of Ta Hanh, people in the palace came from all over. The Queen sent people. Concubine Thuc also sent people. Even a few old royal concubines who rarely paid attention to the Eastern Palace personally brought gifts. On the surface, he came to see the new wife. But in fact, everyone came to watch the joke - to see what the fate of the eldest daughter of the Tham family who had been in a commotion demanding no marriage ended up. Let's see how long I - a 'change of marriage' woman in their eyes - can last. Late years look forward to having a chance to relax. I sit at the top. Wearing the Crown Princess's royal uniform. Each offering was accepted. Every response. There was no sign of shyness on his face. In my previous life, I endured seven years in the Eastern Palace. What we don't lack the most is the ability to deal with such people. Sure enough, after a round of observation, the contempt in their eyes gradually lessened. Instead there were some unexpected parts. Perhaps no one expected it. A Crown Princess who was just a concubine could be so calm. Just as the main hall was still noisy, someone suddenly came to report:

“Your highness, the eldest lady of the Tham family wishes to see you.”

The whole main hall suddenly became quiet. Everyone's eyes immediately lit up. Obviously everyone was waiting to see this great show...but it took until now for Ta to lower his eyes and take a sip of tea. There was no surprise in my heart. How could Tham Minh Chieu endure? In her previous life, she got whatever she wanted. The Marquis pampered him. Protective mother. The younger sister is like that - she must obediently give way to her. Now she sees with her own eyes that I sit in the position of Crown Princess that originally belonged to her. Of course I can't swallow this anger. I put down the tea cup and said leisurely:

“No see.”

As soon as these two words were uttered, many people in the palace froze. Even the palace servants who came to deliver the words were stunned. Obviously, I didn't expect him to refuse so decisively. I raised my eyes to look at him, my voice still calm:

"She is now just the daughter of the foreign minister."

"And I am the Crown Princess of the East Palace."

"If you want to seek an audience, you must first offer your concubine and then wait for the summons."

"Now I'm crying and running to the door of the Eastern Palace. What's the matter?"

This word is extremely heavy. It was so heavy that it was equivalent to tearing off the two words sister with my own hands in front of everyone. In my previous life, I always remember that pitiful sisterly love. Even though she harmed me to the Eastern Palace, I never really turned back. But now, not anymore. I just want everyone to know - the Tham family is the Tham family. She no longer has the right to rely on the word "sister" and continue to cause trouble in front of me. The palace man quickly retreated. But very quickly, Tham Minh Chieu's voice came from outside, carrying a cry:

"Sister! Come out and see me once!"

“I know you resent me, but we are still sisters after all!”

“You can't really not recognize me!”

The ladies in the palace began to exchange glances. Obviously more interesting. This type of game is the easiest to watch and enjoy. “It's no different from posting an article that thousands of readers really like, but every once in a while, there's a nik who signs up I haven't read the message yet, it's like venting all the anger and frustration in my heart." On one side is the new Crown Princess. On the other side is the daughter of the Tham family who was supposed to marry her but couldn't. No matter who wins or loses, it's enough for the capital to discuss for half a month. I just smiled slightly. Then I said to the mama chancellor next to me:

“Go talk to her.”

"The Eastern Palace does not have her younger sister."

“Only the Crown Princess.”

“If she still won't leave, let the guards ask her to leave.”

The mother's eyes lit up. Obviously, I also find this statement very comforting. Immediately took orders to go to work. Not long after, the crying outside turned into a scream of both unwillingness and humiliation from Tham Minh Chieu, who was then taken away half-forcibly and half-advised by the guards. The palace was suddenly so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. In the end, an old princess smiled and stood up to mediate:

"Even though the Crown Princess is young, she is somewhat decisive in her actions."

I lowered my eyes and smiled.

“Let the Princess laugh. It's just that the Eastern Palace needs to be peaceful, and we don't want unrelated people to disturb His Highness's recovery."