Chapter 5 — Lam Tu

The car curtain was lifted. Half of Tieu Triet's face was revealed. He raised his chin towards the Queen's nephew. "I said a few words to her." The Queen's nephew yawned, nodded at him, then walked a few steps away. "Lam Tu." "One more month." He was still sitting on the horse, bending down to look at me. His shadow fell, covering me. I know. What is the one month he talked about? One month later... The Sam family will be convicted. The whole family died. "That has nothing to do with you." "You have achieved what you wanted." "Don't continue to mess with me anymore." "Lam Tu." "Is it really like that?" "Yes." I looked around. We've arrived at the city gate."Go home.""I don't want to miss the departure time."After a moment of silence. He still refused to leave. I gently rubbed my eyebrows, thinking about what to do to chase him away. Unexpectedly, he suddenly spoke up. "One month." "I will find a way to preserve your life." I didn't have time to say no. He turned around and spurred his horse to leave. The car curtains moved slightly. Sunlight filtered through the gap in the curtain, shining into the car. "What's wrong with Tieu Triet today?" "Traveling all the way to the city gate just to say a few words." "Speaking of which, it's still slow." "I already had to get up early, so sleepy I wanted to die, and missed my departure time." The Queen's grandson casually grumbled a few words. "I'm bothering you." "What sir." "I don't dare to accept it." "I only asked you to be my Queen." but only holds a leisurely official position." "You call me Mr. Trieu." "I call you Miss Lam." "Let's just call you that." "I'll safely take you to the Sam family." "This is done." I nodded. "Okay." "Then I'll trouble you to go, Mr. Trieu." The carriage continued to roll. Day one. Day two. Day three. ... Everything went very smoothly. No incidents occurred. I silently observed all the maids, the lady followed me. Even that Mr. Trieu. After all, he is the Queen's grandson. He still works quite systematically. For me, it doesn't matter much. There were a few times when I used the excuse to go to town to buy some things. He just waved his hand and told the maids and maids to follow me. Maybe because I have a quiet personality. So... Very good. These past few days. What we've been waiting for... is this opportunity. If you die while still too close to the capital. The coffin will most likely be taken back to the capital. If he died near Sam's house. The coffin is likely to be taken to the Sam family. There is only death in the middle. New is the most suitable. I raised my head to look at the sky. Dark clouds are as thick as a blanket. It was said in the book. That is a sign that heavy rain is coming. … Rain comes. Arrived very quickly. Pouring rain. The rain hit the carriage, making a loud splash. "Lady Lam!" Mr. Trieu sat on the horse and called out to me. The wind is very strong. The car curtains were blowing loudly. The rain poured inside, bringing with it cold air. I replied loudly: "It's me!" The sound of the wind was too loud. His voice was no longer clear. "This rain came too suddenly!" "It's quite a distance from the restaurant." "In front there is an abandoned temple." "I have to let you suffer a little." "Let's go there to avoid the rain first!" "It's okay!" I took a deep breath. This is the moment. Steam penetrates the body. The old disease suddenly appeared. There is no more suitable opportunity. Furthermore. After the rain, water will definitely accumulate. This place is not far from the capital and the Sam family's house. Transporting the coffin back and forth would be extremely inconvenient. As for my father... How could he continue to bother the Queen's grandson because of a dead daughter? They just need to pretend to cry for a few times. It can also make the Saint feel more pity. As for me... Just being buried right here is enough. "Lady Lam." Mr. Trieu called me

language. I suddenly woke up. "Come and warm the fire." "Wait until the rain subsides before we continue on our way." I replied softly. Then look at the fire in front of you. The fire was very big. Bring your hand closer. Warmth immediately spread throughout the fingertips. I raised my head and looked forward. The firelight illuminates the face of the Bodhisattva statue. This is an abandoned temple. The candlestick has fallen. Everywhere was covered with dust. Only the Bodhisattva statue remains intact. Compassionate eyes. Peaceful. The bridge of my nose suddenly stings. I silently prayed in my heart. Bodhisattva... Please bless me to be fulfilled. Hong Cu gave me a bowl of water. I gently raised my sleeve to cover it. Quietly put the medicine into your mouth. The pill floats down the throat. Hong Cu gently held my hand. Signaled me to rest assured. Everything... Has been arranged well. My eyelids began to feel heavy. Right at the moment of falling. I heard Prince Trieu scream in terror: "Lady Lam!" "What's wrong with you?!"... The news of Lam Tu's passing came. Tieu Triet was so frightened that even the tea cup in his hand fell down. He jumped up. "Are you dead?!" "How is that possible?" "I have never heard that you have a serious illness!" The guard bowed his head, cold sweat flowing down. "Your Majesty." "The news is that on the way, Miss Lam had consecutive days of cloudy weather, then encountered heavy rain, cold air invaded her body, so the old disease appeared." "The doctor has also examined it." "What did Trieu Can do? that?!" "Didn't he pay any attention to her health condition along the way?!" Tieu Triet's face was unsightly and scary. "The doctor said it was a secret illness." "The illness is hidden very deeply, and the onset is very fast." "So Lord Trieu could not detect it." "Currently, Lord Trieu has gone to the palace to apologize to the Saint." "He is on his way back to the capital." "The Saint has sentenced him to detention for three months." Tieu Triet took a deep breath. "The body Where is yours?" "I want to see your body." "Have you brought it back to the capital yet?" "Lord Lam is extremely heartbroken." "But the road is far away and there is heavy rain." "He did not want to waste people and money to bring his body back, so he presented it to the Holy King."