Chapter 7 — Phong Gia Chi Han

She angrily threw the tea cup at me, trembling:

"You maid! You were originally just someone who cleaned up the excrement in my palace. You're not even worthy of washing my feet. How can you be the head of the country's mother's palace?"

Phong Du promptly pulled me back, his face cold as ice:

“My family matters do not bother the queen.”

Finally, the queen was helped down by the palace maid, crying and laughing, causing a humiliating chaos. Looking at that skinny figure, I still feel uneasy. That night, Princess Chieu Hanh kept me in her chamber. Speaking of the queen, she sighed softly:

"Not long after you left, the royal brother got drunk and accidentally favored a palace maid. Unexpectedly, she was pregnant..."

My heart jumped. The Queen had put so much effort into being the eldest son, so how could she let a palace maid get pregnant before her? As expected, Chieu Hanh regretted:

“The queen was angry and ordered someone to beat her to death.”

"The royal brother was angry, so he put the queen under house arrest and waited until General Phong Du returned to the capital to release her... The queen has been loved by thousands of people since childhood, but has she ever suffered from resentment? After this incident, her spirit has never been the same as before."

Mentioning Phong Du, Chieu Hanh's eyes became slightly wet:

"Thank you so much, Chi Nguyet. I just blurted it out, I didn't expect you could really help me break up the engagement contract."

In the story of the bride, Chieu Hanh once said she did not want to get married. I laugh:

"I didn't marry him to help you, you don't need to thank him."

Chieu Hanh nodded:

"I know, Phong Du saved you, you were moved."

“Not really.”

I gently stroked her cheek, without saying more. That night, noise suddenly came from Phuong Nghi Palace. Bad news arrives:

"Not good! The queen committed suicide!"

15

Nguyen used poison to commit suicide. Lam Chung also left a will, using his death to protest my marriage to Phong Palace. In the midst of the chaos, the new emperor leisurely appeared. There seems to be a slight hint of alcohol, a faint smell of alcohol; His eyes glanced over the queen's body, as if hiding a hint of mockery.

“Royal sister.”

He called me, his voice hoarse and awake:

“The mother of the country passed away, the world mourned, your marriage had to be postponed.”

I looked at him, confused, and didn't answer. The corners of his lips curled coldly, pulling me into his side. He chased away all the eunuchs that followed, leaving only two people in the room.

“How did you seduce Phong Du?”

He hugged me, his voice getting more and more urgent:

“The little princess is dead, he refused to get married, ran away from marriage and fled to the border for many years, why does he suddenly have his eyes on a woman who was once touched by me?”

I frowned in disgust and slapped him away. He seemed crazy, pushed me down on the bed, his eyes were red:

"I am the king, how dare you treat me like this? Do you think I will let you marry me?"

After saying that, he laughed and slowly pulled out a white silk strip from his chest:

“Just now, I used this to give death to the queen.”

I was shocked. He wrapped the silk around my neck, his face cold as ice:

“Now you have two choices: either return to me, or follow the queen to the grave.”

Let's stay calm:

“Return to your side? The Queen Mother will not agree.”

“There is no need for her consent.”

His voice was cold:

“Overnight, I will take over the Tham family, from now on Dai Yen will no longer have a grandmother as regent.

The four directions have surrendered, I don't need the Phong palace to keep the society quiet. Phong Du Cong was superior to his master, yet he dared to look I will not tolerate your woman." As soon as the words ended, there was movement in the curtains. A few miserable screams, blood stained the palace. The next moment, Phong Du's shadow appeared a few steps away, sword hanging low, drops of blood dripping. In the flickering candlelight, he looked coldly at the emperor, each word frozen:

“Your Majesty, do you want to die?”

16

I've said it before: Talented people are arrogant and refuse to be restrained. The emperor could not stand the overwhelming authority; Of course, Phong Du was not willing to kneel under him. In the past, the queen balanced both sides, so on the surface she maintained peace. Now the queen is dead, and the rope that has been stretched for so long has broken. Originally, the mutiny would come later, but for my sake, both of us clearly didn't want to wait any longer. The majestic city wall was stained with blood and deformed. The sound of killing was everywhere. The Emperor held my wrist tightly. Even though Phong Du had just stabbed him through his left shoulder, he still didn't let go. This is beyond our expectations. I thought he only saw me as an object on the bed, everything the queen couldn't do, he threw to me. Unexpectedly, he felt so heavy-hearted, like an empty-handed child, determined not to let go of his favorite toy. He has only been on the throne for a few years, and the military power in his hands cannot compare to Phong Du. In the dark palace, his face was serious, mixed with shock. In the past, Phong Palace could harm the crown prince and push him to the throne; Now I can pull him down. I suddenly stopped. He turned around and held my hand, his voice low and urgent:

“Chi Nguyet, follow me. Just go to the barracks outside the city and you'll be safe.

At that time, I had enough excuses to lead troops to counterattack and accuse the Phong government of plotting treason. I will no longer have to look at their faces.” The corners of his lips twitched slightly:

“When Phong Du dies, I will make you queen.”