Chapter 26 — On the Big Wedding Night, the Husband Hides Pregnant Bach Nguyet Quang in the Dowry Chest

The confession sheet almost fell to the ground. Thanh Dai shouted loudly.

“There are people on the roof!”

Luc Van Chu rushed back from outside the door. Just raised my hand. A knife slashed straight into the rafters. The man in black turned upside down and landed. His target is Liu Fu Am. Not rescue. It's killing. Bui Tu instinctively blocked a blow. The blade passed over his shoulder. Blood immediately gushed out. He groaned softly. Fall hard to the ground. Lieu Phu Am was scared to death. The man in black's second slash... Slashed straight in front of her. I grabbed the bowl of poison on the table and used all my strength to throw it at the man in black. The medicine bowl shattered right in his face. His movements stopped in the blink of an eye. Luc Van Chu took the opportunity to stab a knife into his shoulder. The man in black fell to the ground and was immediately controlled by the servants. He also had poison hidden in his mouth. Luc Van Chu was already on guard and immediately removed his chin joint.

“Capture alive.”

The hospital gradually returned to quiet. Bui Tu hugged his shoulders, his face pale. Lieu Phu Am cowered in the corner of the room, her whole body trembling. I walked up to her and bent down to look.

“Is it safe now?”

Finally, Lieu Phu Am completely collapsed, clutching the hem of my dress.

“I will say everything.”

I squat down. She leaned close to my ear, her voice so soft it was almost inaudible.

“The child... is not the Crown Prince's child.”

My pupils suddenly constricted. She continued to say:

“They fooled everyone.”

“The real person who will be transferred to the Marquis Palace... is not my child.”

“It's a dead newborn that was prepared in advance by the Eastern Palace.”

My whole body is cold. Lieu Phu Am cried while saying the last sentence.

"They want to use my child... to exchange it with the Royal Highness in the Crown Princess's womb. The child cannot be kept anymore."

After Lieu Phu Am finished speaking, his whole body seemed to have been drained of strength. The room was completely silent. Even Bui Tu forgot about the wound on his shoulder. I stared at her.

"The Emperor in the Crown Princess's womb... can't keep it?"

Lieu Phu Am nodded slightly, tears continuously falling.

“It was Liu Jing who said it.”

"He said that the Crown Princess's fetus was very weak, and the royal doctor once secretly said that he couldn't support it to full term."

“But the Eastern Palace cannot be without the Emperor.”

“So they had to find a child with roughly the same gestation period.”

She lowered her head to look at her stomach, her voice trembling.

“At first they tricked me, saying my child would be listed in the family tree.”

“Later I learned... I can't even keep my child.”

“What they need... is just a living fetus.”

“Wait until I give birth, they will take the baby away.”

“Then place a dead infant beside me.”

“In the end, it will be declared that I bled to death.”

There's a cold feeling in my stomach. Keep the mother from leaving the child. Not keeping her child. It's about keeping her life as a cover to pretend to be dead. The baby will be secretly taken to the Eastern Palace and become the Emperor. And the dead child will be placed back in the Marquis Palace, everyone's mouths sealed. Bui Tu staggered backwards.

“So…”

His voice seemed to crack.

“From beginning to end... am I just a veil?”

Lieu Phu Am looked at him and suddenly burst into laughter. That smile was more unsightly than crying.

"We are all the same.”

“You are the veil of the Marquis Palace.”

"And I... am just a belly used to give birth to children for the Eastern palace."

“Tham Thanh Vu... is the dowry that you want to swallow whole.”

She laughed and exhaled.

“None of us is cleaner than anyone else.”

Bui Tu's face was gray. In just one night, he seemed to have aged ten years. I didn't look at him for too long. He doesn't deserve it. I turned to the female official of Phuong Nghi Palace.

“Auntie, this can't go on any longer.”

The female official's face turned pale, but she quickly regained composure.

“I will immediately enter the palace.”

Luc Van Chu says:

“Living people, confessions and evidence... all must be brought into the palace.”

I looked at the man in black lying on the ground.

“He is not allowed to die.”

Luc Van Chu nodded.

“I will escort myself.”

It's not dawn yet. The lights in Phuong Nghi Palace were on all night. When I was summoned to the palace, my body still smelled of smoke and fire. The Queen sits in the chair. His face was even colder than last night. Luc Van Chu. The oral palace of Lieu Phu Am. Everything is placed neatly on the court. There's also that thin piece of wood. Half a page of the notebook was burned. That bowl of poison. The assassin had his chin dislocated. The Queen watched everything. For a long time, still not saying a word. The main hall was as cold as an ice cellar. Bui Tu knelt next to me. His shoulder was wrapped in a white bandage, blood still seeping out. His whole body was as blank as a lost soul. Finally the Queen spoke up.

“Do you know what you found out?”