Chapter 9 — My Husband and I Were Reborn Together

"Ah Uan, I was wrong. I was really wrong. But at that time I was blinded by hatred. I think if it wasn't for the Ta family to stop me, To To wouldn't have died on the road to exile. I think you owe her..."

“So I deserve to die?”

I look at him.

"So my father deserves to die, my elder brother deserves to die, my younger brother deserves to die, and the entire Ta family, over a hundred lives, deserve to die?"

Bui Kham could not answer. I lowered my eyes, my voice became softer.

“Do you know what I remember most clearly?”

He looked at me. I said: "It's fire." In the blink of an eye, his face turned white to almost transparent. I told it slowly.

"That night, you came to see me personally. You wore a third-class official uniform, stood outside the door, and said that the Ta family owed Lieu To To, so you had to use your blood to pay. I ask you, we have been husband and wife for many years, have you ever been honest with me for even one day?"

“You didn't answer.”

“You just asked someone to lock the door.”

I look at my hand.

"The fire burned very quickly. The bed curtain burned first, then the curtains, tables, chairs, and rafters. Thick smoke filled my throat, I couldn't breathe, my skin hurt so much that it felt like it was being cut by red-hot blades."

Bui Kham closed his eyes. I still keep talking.

“I call your name.”

“I beg you to open the door.”

“I said I was in pain.”

“But you stood outside, from beginning to end you never turned back.”

The upstairs was so quiet it was scary. Bui Kham seemed to have been drained of all his strength, staggering with his hands on the table. I looked at him, every word said clearly.

"So don't tell me that you are suffering. The person who is suffering is my father, my elder brother, my younger brother A, the more than a hundred lives of the Ta family who died unjustly under the knife, it is me who was burned alive by my own husband in a locked room."

“Bui Kham, you have no suffering.”

“You are just evil.”

Tears finally flowed out of Bui Kham's eyes. He wanted to come forward and hold my hand. We take a step back. Not much. Just one step. But he immediately stopped as if he was nailed to the spot. I look at him. Don't cry. Not trembling either.

“From the day I opened my eyes and came back to life.”

“I only want one thing.”

“Want you to die.”

Bui Kham stood dumbfounded in front of me. But I turned around and left Truong Phong building, without looking back. After the meeting at Truong Phong building, Bui Kham no longer appeared in front of me for several days. But I know he won't really let go. A person like Bui Kham, who has tasted power in his previous life, and had a wife who wholeheartedly paved the way for him, how can he be willing to watch everything slip away from his hands? Sure enough, three days later, our people sent the news back. Bui Kham entered the Second Prince's palace. That night, he drank a lot of alcohol. After listening, I just gently put down the tea cup in my hand.

“Send the news to Lieu To To.”

Xuan Hoa was a bit surprised.

“Miss, do you want to let her know?”

"Didn't she always feel like she was the person in Bui Kham's heart?"

I smiled.

"Then let her hear for herself who Bui Kham has in mind."

That night, Lieu To To indeed sneaked out of Bui palace. Since Bui Kham was used by the Second Prince, her stay at Bui Palace has become even more proud. Even though she only has the status of a concubine, she dresses and wears clothes no less than that of a mandarin's official wife. The more outsiders talked, the more she felt like she had won. Winning over the ladies who once despised her. Win the fate you should have must be exiled by the Lieu family. She thought that as long as Bui Kham still loved her, one day, she would definitely be able to stand upright by his side. So when she heard that Bui Kham was drunk at the Second Prince's mansion, she immediately came to find him. Our people have already made arrangements. Lieu To To was led outside the study door. Inside there was the sound of a wine cup falling to the ground. Then came Bui Kham's drunken voice.

“Did I lose?”

“How can I lose?”

An assistant to the Second Prince advised in a low voice: "Lord Bui, although the Crown Prince's matter this time is broken, your Highness is not necessarily without a chance. As long as you keep your spirit, you can still turn things around in the future." Bui Kham smiled coldly.

“Turn around?”

“What do you know?”

He poured another cup of wine. The voice was full of resentment.

"It was clearly not like that in my previous life. In my previous life, I progressed step by step. Before I was thirty, I was a third-rank official. I was a red person in front of the new emperor. Who in the whole capital would see me and not politely call Sir Bui?"

Outside the door, Lieu To To suddenly stiffened. She had never heard Bui Kham say these words. In the room, the other assistant didn't seem to understand.