Chapter 6 — On the big wedding day, he went to celebrate his birthday and refused to come back, so I immediately broke off the engagement

The commander looked down at him from above, his eyes cold as if looking at an inanimate object.

“The lord has an order.”

"This little bit of wealth, let's just say the Tham family compensated a portion of the profits for humiliating the royal family on the wedding day."

“The items we received.”

“As for you guys…”

The commander laughed coldly, pulled out the knife from his waist, and used the blade of the knife to fiercely slap Tham Thuong's face.

“The lord also said…”

“Seeing you guys makes me feel like I'm dirtying the entire tile floor of the Princess Palace.”

“If you dare to stand in front of this palace door again, screaming and crying like a funeral…”

"Don't blame the soldiers of the Princess Truong's palace for having no eyes!"

The crazy joy on Tham Thuong's face instantly froze. Instead... It was despair as gray as ashes. Only now did he understand. This is basically not a waste of money to lose money. This is clearly the Truong Princess who is blatantly and righteously squeezing out the last remaining value of the Tham family. But they... They don't even have the qualifications to say the word "no"... They don't even have the qualifications. Because of his righteous anger, Tham Thuong suddenly raised his head and spat out a mouthful of sweet, sweet blood. His whole body stiffened and he fell to the ground, unconscious.

“Father!”

Tham Ky Tu rushed forward in panic. His entire body had been soaked by the rain for a long time, and he looked extremely miserable. The soldiers of the Princess Truong's palace just stood there coldly watching, as if they were watching a drama that had nothing to do with them. The large heavy gate slowly closed. That heavy sound of the door closing... Like the last funeral bell for the Tham family. Tham Ky Tu could only be like a defeated dog, carrying his unconscious father on his back, amid countless laughter and ridicule, quietly trudging back to Trung Tin Ba's palace. Losing twenty thousand taels of silver and countless land deeds, house deeds, and thriving shops... The Tham family's treasury was finally completely depleted. The Earl's Palace used to be crowded with servants, servants jostling around... Even the monthly allowances given to the servants were no longer able to be paid. Mrs. Tham had to sell the last few gold brooches that she kept at the bottom of the chest as savings. With that... I was only able to buy some medicine and save Tham Thuong's life. However... After waking up... Tham Thuong has completely become a disabled person. He lay blankly on the bed. Two godless eyes. Mouth constantly mumbling the same sentence over and over again.

“It's done…”

“Everything... is done...”

Tham Ky Tu looked at the now almost empty palace, its four walls were cold. The hatred in his chest... Grows crazily like poisonous grass. He did not commit. He was once the most majestic Crown Prince of Tran Quoc Cong in the capital. He absolutely couldn't just be buried in this cold mansion like that.

“I still have my old classmates!”

“I still have families from different generations who tried to flatter and please me!”

“If only I could reconnect with them…”

“There is definitely still a chance to turn around!”

Tham Ky Tu is like someone who is about to run out and has grabbed the last straw to save his life. That night... He searched and found a set of brocade robes that were still considered decent. Ignoring Mrs. Tham's words to stop her hinder. He still stubbornly rushed out of the palace. He wanted to find a group of friends to gather with him every day to have fun. He wants to prove... I haven't completely failed yet. It's just a pity... He's too naive. He doesn't understand at all... In front of the royal power... What is it called... When a tree falls, the monkeys scatter. The largest wine shop in the capital. In an elegant room on the second floor. A group of noble gentlemen were raising their cups to drink, laughing and chatting happily. Tham Ky Tu took a deep breath. Raise your hand to push the door and step in. On his face, he tried to force a forced smile.

“Brother Truong, Brother Ly... long time no see.”

Laughter and conversation in courtly... Suddenly fell silent. Everyone simultaneously turned their heads to look at the uninvited guest. That look... Like looking at a monster. The young master Truong, who had always followed behind him, opened and closed his mouth and respectfully called out "Master"... At this moment, he burst into contemptuous laughter.

“Oh my…”

"Isn't this the infatuated crown prince who is so madly in love that he dares to climb a tree even when the marriage is granted by the royal family?"

Not only did Mr. Truong not stand up to welcome him.