Chapter 8 — My Husband and I Were Reborn Together

I looked at him and continued: "I remember the day it fell to the ground and was burned by fire until it was twisted and deformed." Truong Phong's building suddenly became so quiet that you could hear the sound of wind passing through the bamboo curtains. Bui Kham's face turned white. This time, he had no way to fool himself anymore. He sat across from me, his eyes filled with fear, pain, and also an almost distorted kind of joy. He softly called me.

“Sure enough, she also remembers.”

I said nothing. He looked at me, his voice trembling.

“She came back too, right?”

I looked at him for a long time. It took so long that the joy in his eyes faded little by little, leaving only insecurity and fear. Then I gently nodded.

“I'm back too.”

“Bui Kham, I remember everything you did in your previous life.”

The tea cup in Bui Kham's hand fell to the ground and broke into pieces. He sat motionless on the spot. That handsome face instantly lost all color. But I just slowly stood up and looked at him from above.

“Now, you still want to ask me if I forgive you or not?”

Bui Kham looked at the broken pieces of cups on the ground, still speechless for a long time. His face was terrifyingly pale. I've seen this face many times. When he was heartbroken because Liu To To was exiled, when he was seriously ill because Liu To To committed suicide, when he stood before her spirit and silently shed tears. It's just that at that time I was still stupid, thinking that he was just a loving and loyal person. Now that I think about it, he loved me, but that love was never for me. Bui Kham slowly stood up and walked towards me.

“Ah Uan, listen to my explanation.”

I don't back down. Just calmly look at him. He stopped three steps away from me, his voice was hoarse, as if he was really in pain.

"In my previous life, I didn't want to go to that step either. I had my own suffering. At that time the Second Prince had ascended the throne, the Ta family's power was too great, he couldn't handle it. If I hadn't followed him, I wouldn't have been able to maintain it myself."

I smiled softly. Bui Kham immediately panicked.

"Ah Uan, I know you hate me. But many things are not as simple as you think. I am in the court as an official, every step is like walking on thin ice. I have to preserve my life, I have to preserve my future, I also have to save a way to live for you."

“The way to live?”

I finally opened my mouth. My voice is very light. It's so light that it feels like I'm asking about something that has nothing to do with me.

"Bui Kham, the way of life you left me, was to let me see with my own eyes my father's illness and death in injustice?"

Bui Kham stiffened. I looked at him and slowly continued.

"Do you still remember my father? The person who supported you, helped you manage things in the court, helped you step from a baseless Tham Hoa to stand firm. When you were shunned by people because of Lieu To To, he stood up and spoke for you. When you wanted to advance, he also gave you the opportunity."

I raised my eyes and looked straight at him.

“But in the past life, when the Second Prince wanted to touch the Ta family, you were the first to present the child book accusing my father of forming a party and scheming.”

Bui Kham's lips trembled.

“Ah Uan, that is not…”

“I still remember my brother.”

I didn't give him a chance to finish.

"He has loved me the most since childhood. The day I got married, he got drunk and said if you dare to make me suffer, he will definitely break your legs. But later, the person whose leg was broken was him."

Bui Kham took half a step back. I'm still as calm as ever.

“You sent someone to falsify evidence, saying he colluded with foreign gods, causing him to be escorted to prison. When the body was brought out, his legs were no longer intact. When my mother saw him, she fainted on the spot. When she woke up, half her hair was white."

The wind blew in from outside. The begonia branch on the table shook slightly. I looked at that crimson petal and suddenly felt that the red color really resembled blood.

“And my younger brother A.”

My voice still doesn't rise. But Bui Kham didn't dare look me straight in the eyes anymore.

“How old was my brother then? He is still studying at Quoc Tu Giam and has not been to the palace many times. Yet you say he colluded with the enemy and sold out the border troops."

I asked him.

"Bui Kham, when you let someone put A brother's fingerprint on that false confession, did you ever think about the fact that he once called you brother-in-law?"

Bui Kham took a deep breath, his eyes turned red.