Chapter 11 — Phe Phi Thanh Queen

Hoo Van Tranh rode on horseback, wearing heavy armor, the long sword in his hand reflecting fire. Seeing me, he turned around, got off his horse, and strode forward. "You're okay." Not a question. It's a confirmation. "I'm fine." He looked deeply into my eyes, then turned around. "Go, go to the palace." That night, the sky changed in the capital. The Crown Prince quickly ran into the inner palace, more than half of the army had already turned their spears. By dawn, Hoac Van Tranh's soldiers and horses controlled the entire imperial citadel. When Wen Nhuoc Huyen was found in the Eastern Palace, her makeup was smeared. She was holding a basket filled with gold, silver and jewels. Seeing me, her face turned pale. "Ngu Hoai Uyen, you... do you think you've won? Your Highness the Crown Prince won't make it easy..." "Miss Wen." I look at her. “You have been worrying about His Highness the Crown Prince for so long, you should rest.” She was escorted away. The Crown Prince was surrounded in the royal palace. It is said that when Hoc Van Tranh led the army in, he still sat upright on the dragon's chair. "Hoo Van Tranh, you are plotting treason." Hoo Van Tranh looked at him and said only one sentence: "When Your Highness treated my wife's entire life as a joke, did you ever think about today?" The Crown Prince's hand trembled. "She... she should have been a member of this palace." Hoo Van Tranh planted the knife on the ground, his voice as flat as a swamp. "But she is not. She is my wife. It was her own choice."The following spring, the new emperor ascended the throne. Thua Binh era name. The first thing he announced at court was not to reward meritorious officials. It was a decree issued: All districts in the world must open women's schools and allow women to read books. "This is the Queen's will." He sat on the long chair and looked at me. The corners of his lips were still stiff, but there was a smile in his eyes. "I feel very good." I sat next to him, the phoenix mandarin pressed down on me until my neck ached. But I don't bow my head. After clearing the tide, Hoac Van Tranh immediately took off his dragon robe. "This thing is too heavy." He turned his shoulders. “Can I not wear it when I go to court in the future?”“No.”“…Okay.”“Stubborn!” Tieu Man ran in from outside the door. "A place has been chosen to build a school for girls! Right in the east of the city! It's very spacious!"Hoo Van Tranh chased after, calling out loudly: "Run slowly! This is the royal palace! Don't let it fall!"I watched one big and one small rioting together. Suddenly I feel like this is the life I want. Not the stunning silhouette under the light, nor the love in the depths of the palace. It's someone who is willing to respect me, a career I can build myself. The same roof is forever noisy and bustling. Three months later, the first female school was built in the eastern ward of the capital. The words on the sign were written by me. Minh Duc Nu Hoc. On the first day of school, Hoac Van Tranh stood behind me, watching more than thirty little girls walk in one after another, scratching his head with his hand. "Why are there so many people?" "There will be more later." I said. He looked at my profile, suddenly raised his hand to gently touch my bun. "That year at the lantern festival," he said, "when guessing, she once said a sentence 'who says women are not equal to men'." I turned my head to look at him. "How do you know?" He grinned. "She said in her sleep." I didn't know what to say for a moment. It was rare for him to be proud once and add: "Now she has become the Queen, and is still building a school for women. Everyone in the world knows." "Know what?" "Who says women are not as good as men." I stared at him for a moment. Then he raised his hand to adjust the jade pendant that was askew in front of his chest. "Let's go, Your Majesty. It's time to go to court." "Wait..." He immediately grabbed my wrist. "Can you help me approve today's chapter? There are more than twenty

copies." "No." "Ten copies are fine." "No." "Five copies?" "...Three copies." "Agree." He smiled and held my hand, walking towards the main hall together. The morning sunlight shone on the lapis lazuli roof of the imperial citadel, radiating a brilliant yellow color. Just like the light in the lantern festival that year. Only this time, the person holding my hand never let go. Complete text.