Chapter 16 — On the big wedding day, my husband ignored me and personally carried my pregnant sister to the palanquin.

He just took a long step. Step by step towards us. He walks very steadily. Every step. It's like stepping on my heartbeat. He walked in front of me. Then stop. The tall body completely covered me. A taste mixed with sweat, dust, and rusty iron hit me straight in my face. It's the taste of a battlefield.

"These past few days."

"The capital is very bustling."

He finally spoke, his voice low and hoarse, carrying a bit of fatigue after the long journey. This is not a question. It's an affirmation. I raised my eyes and met his deep black eyes.

"Someone wants to burn down our house."

"So I also lit a few lamps for them, as a return favor."

My tone is as indifferent as clouds drifting in the wind. After listening, he looked at me deeply. On that face, which was cold as ice, it was rare to see a very faint smile, so faint that it was almost unrecognizable.

"Burns very well."

Then passed people and went straight to the study room. He only left two words, without looking back. I paused for a moment, then immediately followed. Thanh Lam, Phuc Bo and everyone else stayed awake. In the study room, he took off his heavy armor, revealing a black martial arts uniform inside that was soaked with sweat. Solid muscular lines appear hidden under the clothes. He conveniently picked up the teapot on the table, put his mouth on the spout of the pot, and drank a few sips of cold tea. That movement carried the rough and liberal look typical of men in military camps.

"I have dealt with the people planted by the Second Prince in the camp on the outskirts of the capital."

He put down the teapot and used the back of his hand to wipe the water stains from the corner of his lips.

"He wants to cut off my military power."

"Then I will cut off his arms and legs."

I understand. Our husband and wife, one inside, one outside. Yet without appointment, they launched a two-faced attack against the Second Prince. He looked at me, his eyes finally carrying a trace of genuine appreciation.

"She did better than I thought."

"She not only maintained Tinh Vuong Palace, but also won the hearts of the people on my behalf."

This was the first time he frankly praised me like that. My heart somehow skipped a beat.

"That is something that as Princess Tinh, I should do."

I lowered my eyes, hiding the emotions in my eyes. He walked in front of me and suddenly raised his hand. My body instinctively stiffened slightly. But his fingertips only gently brushed under my eyes. The tip of that finger carried a thin layer of callouses honed over years of holding weapons, a bit rough.

"Haven't you had a good rest these past few days?"

His voice seemed to have softened somewhat compared to before. My heart lost control again and beat faster.

"There are too many things in Tinh Vuong Palace, it's unavoidable."

I felt a bit unnatural and took half a step back. He withdrew his hand and didn't say anything else. The atmosphere in the study room suddenly became a bit magical. At that moment, the loud voice of a soldier was heard outside the door.

"Report to the Royal Family, Princess! There is someone in the palace who has come to pass on orders. Your Majesty will hold a family banquet tonight in the Royal Study Room. Please invite the Royal Family and Princess to enter the palace immediately!"

Tieu Huyen Than and I looked at each other. Even Seeing a flash of understanding in the other person's eyes. The counterattack was aimed at the Second Prince this time. Strike too hard. Also too fast. It made even the Emperor unable to continue standing by and watching. The family feast is called tonight's family feast. I'm just afraid the possibility of a Hongmen Banquet is even greater. Emperor. Want to personally close the curtain. Stand as judge. Tieu Huyen Than's eyes once again became as sharp as a blade. He looked at me and spoke in a low voice.

"There is a king."

In that moment. All the insecurity and anxiety in our hearts. Yet they were all miraculously flattened. I look at him. Trinh solemnly nodded. It will be the harshest challenge I have faced since marrying into Tinh Vuong Palace. But this time. I am no longer alone. Next to me. On the carriage to the palace, Tieu Huyen Than and I sat side by side. The car compartment was extremely quiet, only the sound of the wheels rolling on the blue stone road made soft sounds. He changed into an ink-colored prince's plain clothes, losing a bit of the murderous aura on the battlefield, but adding a bit of the noble aura of the royal family. However, the innate sense of oppression emanating from him remained undiminished. He closed his eyes, seemingly meditating. But we know, he never sleeps.