Chapter 10 — Once reborn, I will no longer marry the wrong person

Welcoming the three thousand bodyguards that my father had placed outside the city to enter. Three years ago, Chu Hoai An was transferred from the northern border to the capital. Everyone thinks that. He was supported by the Eighth Prince, which is why he is here today. But in reality. He is a former subordinate. Single-handedly promoted by my father. Three years ago, my father took the initiative to ask for that commandment. As early as three years ago, he began to secretly install people in the Imperial City's Imperial Army. In the previous life, those chess pieces did not have a chance to take effect, because the Tham family put all their strength into supporting Ly Thua Trach, and my father also put all his forces on the outside chess board. But in this life, he no longer helped Ly Thua Trach, those arrangements in the dark instead became a trump card that no one knew about. When Ly Thua Trach took possession of the national inheritance jade in Can Thanh palace, three thousand northern guards controlled the entire area outside the palace. Stepping out of the main hall, what caught his eye were not the courtiers kneeling to welcome the new army as expected, but the northern border soldiers holding long halberds standing tall, and the 10th prince Ly Thua Quan standing on a pedestal, holding a bright yellow holy scroll in his hand. Ly Thua Quan stood at the top of the white jade steps, the sunrise shining from behind him, stretching his shadow forever, until under Ly Thua Trach's feet.

"Eight royal brother." His voice was not loud, but every word was clearly transmitted to the ears of everyone present. "The emperor's will is here, do you want to see it?"

Ly Thua Trach's face finally completely changed. Instinctively, he took half a step back and then immediately turned to look at the Commander of the Forbidden Army next to him. The Commander's hand had just placed on the hilt when Chu Hoai An's blade was right at his neck.

"You..." Ly Thua Trach gritted his teeth, each word seemed to be forced out from between his teeth. "Ly Thua Quan, have you been pretending to be stupid for so many years, just waiting for today?"

Ly Thua Quan did not answer. He slowly walked down the steps, step by step, very slowly, the hem of his shirt swaying slightly in the morning wind. When they stood in front of Ly Thua Trach, the two people faced each other, one wearing a faded green long dress, the other still wearing a yellow robe that had not yet been changed.

"Eighth Emperor, you are wrong." Ly Thua Quan said calmly. "I never pretended to be stupid, I just read books."

"Read a book?"

"Yes, reading books." He opened the holy scroll in his hand, hiding the jade sister under the blood-red sunrise. "History has written very clearly that competing for the throne has never been about who jumps higher or who shouts louder, but about who quietly reached the final step when everyone was not paying attention to them."

Ly Thua Trach's pupils constricted violently. Suddenly, he turned his head to look at me, looking at me standing in the middle of the crowd. In those eyes, there were so many emotions: anger, unwillingness, disbelief, along with an almost imperceptible ray of distorted obsession.

"Tham Uan Ninh." He gritted his teeth. "From the beginning, she knew."

"Know what?" I calmly looked straight at him. "You know that when His Highness the Eighth Highness asked me to marry him in front of the court, what was on your mind was my sister, Tham Uyen Thanh?"

That sentence was like a knife, stabbing straight to the place he didn't want anyone to touch the most. His face instantly turned pale, his lips moved slightly, but he could not utter a word.

"Or do you know that when His Highness the Eighth Married my cousin Cui Cam Thu, the person you always remembered in your heart was still Tham Uyen Thanh?" I took a step forward and looked straight into his eyes. "Or do you know that after ascending the throne, you intend to poison the Queen, then use the name of appeasing the Tham family to welcome second lady Tham into the palace and become Queen?"

Every word I said was like a slap, hitting his gentle face like jade. His confidant next to him, the civil and military mandarins outside the palace, the soldiers holding long halberds, all heard every word clearly. Even if he can turn things around today, these words will be like a hot iron mark, forever imprinted on his name.

"Why..." His voice was hoarse. "Why does she know?"

I don't answer him. Because the cup of poisoned wine made me know all of that, he still hasn't had the chance to bring it before me in this life. On the day Ly Thua Trach was imprisoned in the Eight Kings palace, I went to the Thoi family palace.