Chapter 9 — Instead of Marrying His Wife, 7 Years of Supporting Him to the Throne, In Exchange for a Cup of Poisoned Wine

At that time, I was by his side, guarding the backyard on his behalf, adjusting the medicine, and in the night went to invite the old physician who had sent him back home, only then was I able to pull him back from the Ghost gate. After that time, the way he looked at me for the first time appeared a little different. It's just that I was too naive in my previous life to interpret those differences as feelings. In this life I understand. That feels more like a reassessment for a “useful person”. But even so, we still have to save him. It's not because I can't bear to let him die. It's because if Ta Hanh dies now, the Eastern palace will be in chaos, and I, my mother, and my younger brother will all not have a good ending. I need him to live... That day also came, Phuc Thuan sent someone to invite him at midnight, I almost left without hesitation. In Thua Minh Palace, torchlight shines all night. Ta Hanh lay on the bed, his face was red with fever, his forehead was covered in cold sweat, and his breathing was chaotic. In the palace, the royal physician knelt in a space, everyone was as silent as cicadas in winter. When Phuc Thuan saw me, it was like seeing a savior.

"Your Highness, your highness has had a high fever for two days, and the medicine you've taken still hasn't shown any effect. Please think of a way to go."

Memories of the past life immediately surfaced. I immediately ordered someone to move the sedative incense pot that I usually burn in the temple, and ordered someone to prepare another remedy. Everyone was a little hesitant. After all, I'm just the Crown Princess who just entered the Eastern Palace not long ago, and suddenly interfered with the Crown Prince's medication, which is really against the rules. But I just leisurely glanced at them.

“If anyone thinks I did something wrong, you can go invite the Queen now.”

The palace was immediately quiet. No one dared to alarm the Queen while the Crown Prince was seriously ill. Very quickly, the medicine was prepared and delivered. I personally fed him a drink, then ordered someone to use warm water to wipe his body to help cool him down, and kept watch all night. By midnight, Ta Hanh's fever finally subsided. I sat by the bed, so tired that my eyes were sore. Just as I was about to breathe a sigh of relief, someone suddenly grabbed my wrist gently. I lowered my head. Facing Ta Hanh's half-awake eyes. He still didn't seem to be completely awake, his eyes were still hazy, but his palms were hot. His voice was hoarse and hoarse. These two words also existed in previous lives. At that moment my heart suddenly felt hot, in my previous life I had actually been with him for a whole night, and after many days I couldn't suppress that feeling. Listening now, I just feel that fate really knows how to play tricks on people. I didn't pull my hand away, just calmly replied:

“Your Highness, don't worry, I won't go.”

At least don't go tonight. Because I still have to wait for you to come back to life. Perhaps because he heard my voice, he seemed to finally feel reassured, his grip on my wrist gradually loosening. I lowered my eyes to look at Ta Hanh's pale, thin face, and suddenly remembered the countless nights I spent sitting next to his hospital bed in my previous life. At that time, I also sat like that, wiping his sweat, feeding him medicine, all I could think about was whether he could make it or not. But what about in the end? In the end, I still died in a cup of poisoned wine given by him. I slowly withdrew my hand and adjusted the corner of the blanket for him. There were no longer any ripples in my heart. Ta Hanh, you better get well soon. Because the debts in this world are far from being counted finished. This time, Ta Hanh's illness lasted seven or eight days. When he was finally able to get out of bed, both inside and outside the palace breathed a sigh of relief. Especially the Queen's attitude towards me clearly softened a lot, even complimenting everyone in front of everyone:

“The prince is kind and generous.”

If I heard these words in my previous life, I would probably be both happy and scared. But now it just feels normal. Because I'm very clear. No one in this world praises you for no reason. The so-called kindness is just because we still have value. After Ta Hanh recovered from his illness, his attitude towards me also secretly changed a bit. Most obviously, he started allowing me to enter the study room of Thua Minh Palace. In my previous life, I had to wait for more than half a year after marrying into the Eastern Palace to get that treatment. And now, after just one illness, he has opened a door for me. But I don't feel happy. Because I know. He started to really see me as his own. This is of course a good thing. But it also means we will sink deeper and deeper. If it's like the previous life, if you rush in one head at a time, the outcome can only be a more miserable death. So I began to intentionally keep my distance from him. We still do the things that should be done. When people go back and forth in the East Palace, deal with each other in the palace, and arrange the back yard, I don't miss anything. But other than that, like in my previous life, I no longer proactively asked about his illness, his situation, or his plans at court. Several times he invited me to eat together, but I always found an excuse to refuse. At night he sent someone to bring the reward, I just followed the rules and thanked him without saying another word. There was even a rare time when he asked me if I wanted to go out of the palace to watch the lantern festival in the winter sky, but I still found an excuse to avoid it. At first he didn't seem to notice. But as the number of times increased, he finally realized something was wrong.