Chapter 2 — Once reborn, I will no longer marry the wrong person

He stopped for a moment. Again leisurely added:

"Moreover..."

"The person in my heart..."

"From beginning to end, it was never her."

My vision gradually becomes blurry. But before his consciousness completely disappeared... I could still clearly see the slight flash of disgust in his eyes. At that moment... I suddenly remembered many things that I had unintentionally overlooked. Every time he came to the Tham residence, his eyes always glanced at a corner of the yard. Every time his younger sister Tham Uyen Thanh served tea, his fingertips deliberately lingered at the bottom of the cup for a moment longer. In his study, he also hid a painting. On the painting is the back of a young woman standing under a white pear tree. Slim body. Completely unlike me. It's Tham Uyen Thanh. My mother gave birth to only me. Tham Uyen Thanh is the daughter of her father. Her biological mother passed away when she was young. In the palace, she always lived cautiously and cautiously. Never dared to compete for anything. I treated her not bad. But it can't be called close. In my eyes, she is just a shadow that quietly exists in the palace. But I didn't expect... Ly Thua Trach really wanted it. From beginning to end... It was that shadow again. It's because of his father's military power. It's because of the uncle's power in the court. As for Tham Uyen Thanh... he was the one he placed at the top of his heart. When the poison takes effect. I heard him calmly instruct the eunuch:

"Let's spread the word that the Queen suddenly died of illness."

"Prepare the decree."

"Admit a concubine named Tham into the palace and make her a concubine."

His tone was terrifyingly calm. As if we were just discussing what to eat tonight. It seems... My body is lying right at his feet. It also has nothing to do with him. Then I woke up. Woke up on the ninth day of the third month, the fourteenth year of Vinh Xuong. I still kneel on the cold blue tile floor of Tu An palace. Knees ached from being crushed by the stone floor to the point of numbness. The Queen Mother's voice echoed from above:

"Tham Uan Ninh."

"The eighth prince has publicly proposed to marry you in front of the civil and military officials."

"What is the Tham family's plan?"

I slowly raised my head. Queen Mother of the Thoi family. It is the distant cousin of my mother. If we discuss roles, we still have to call her aunt. Previous life. She was also one of the people who tried to promote this marriage. Because she needed the power of the Tham and Thanh Ha Thoi palaces to strengthen the position of the Eighth Prince. The noble lady is her biological niece. As for Ly Thua Trach... She is the successor that she herself has tried her best to support. Look at the Queen Mother's still very skillfully preserved face. Suddenly everything becomes clear. Like being washed clean by water. I bowed and bowed my head. The voice was calm and unruffled.

"Your Majesty the Queen Mother."

"Goddess..."

"Don't want to."

The whole Tu An palace... Silence for a moment. The Queen Mother's hand holding the cup of tea stopped in mid-air. The palace maids and eunuchs standing nearby all bowed their heads low. No one dares to even breathe loudly. The Queen Mother's eyes stayed on my face for a long time. As if confirming... Did she hear correctly just now?

"What did you just say?"

"Your Majesty, I do not want to marry the Eighth Prince."

We repeat again. Every word, every sentence is clear and distinct.

"The eighth prince has the demeanor of a dragon chapter Phuong Tu, and the goddess have mediocre qualities, I really don't dare to dream of comparing them."

The Queen Mother's face immediately darkened. She placed the teacup firmly on the mahogany table. A clear "click" sound rang out in the quiet main hall. The attorney general standing next to her immediately gave the signal. The palace maids and eunuchs retreated one after another. Until the electric door closes. In the palace, only the Queen Mother and I remained.

"Tham Uan Ninh."

"The eighth prince has publicly proposed to you in front of the royal court."

"If you refuse..."

"Where will its face be placed?"

The Queen Mother's voice is not loud. But every word clearly suppressed anger.

"Your father..."

"Do you know how confused you are?"

In my previous life... That very sentence scared me. I'm afraid it will implicate the Tham family. Afraid of making the Eighth Prince lose face. Even more afraid of becoming the laughing stock of the whole capital. But now... I'm no longer afraid. Someone who died once. What else is there to fear?

"The Queen Mother."

I kneel straight. The voice was still calm as before.

"The Eighth Prince's reputation is up to him."

"It's not because the goddess protects him."

"Before publicly proposing marriage in the royal court..."

"Did he ever ask the goddess if she was willing?"

"Have you ever asked the Tham family if they are willing or not?"

"I decided on my own without asking."

"Now we are in a situation where we are riding a tiger and it is difficult to get off."

"I want the goddess to stand up and save face for him."

"Please..."

"What morality is that?"

The Queen Mother's eyes changed slightly.