Chapter 9 — Phu Chan

She wants to replace me as Crown Princess. But I'm afraid that because I don't marry the Crown Prince, things that were supposed to happen will change. Therefore. On the one hand, she stole the Crown Prince. On the other hand, he tried to persuade me to marry him. The goal is just to get everything back on track. I tried to suppress the storm that was rolling in my heart. Still calm on the outside, he picked up a book and flipped through it. Does Tuyen Khanh Khanh want to say anything more? But I turned around to arrange the bookshelves. That attitude made it clear that I didn't want to continue talking to her. She stood there looking at me for a long time. In the end, he just snorted coldly and waved his sleeves away. After she left, I put the book down. Quietly looking in the direction she just walked, falling into thought. … Early the next morning. I got on a horse-drawn carriage and headed straight to Hoang Giac Pagoda on the outskirts of the capital. The carriage slowly followed the winding mountain road. I leaned against the side of the car, closed my eyes and rested. At that moment, there was a very soft knock outside the car window. I opened my eyes and gently lifted the car curtain. The dark guard was riding a horse running parallel to the carriage. "Miss, we have found the Prince." "Where?" "At the foot of the cliff, in a hunter's house. After falling down the cliff, the Prince was stopped by a tree branch and saved his life, but the injury was very serious, until now he is still in a coma." "That hunter did not know medicine, only used a few folk methods to stop the bleeding and bandage, I am afraid he could not hold out much longer." long." I tightened my sleeves, trying to force myself to calm down. "You immediately go to Than Y Coc to find Doctor Co. In the past, you owed me a favor. As long as you bring my token, she will definitely save people." I took off the white jade bracelet on my wrist and gave it to the dark guard. The ancient physician is the owner of the Divine Medicine Cup. Her medical skills are ecstatic, can save people from the dead, and bring the dead back to life. It's just a pity that her personality is extremely strange, and even a normal person with a thousand gold coins is unlikely to meet her once. Luckily many years ago, I accidentally helped her with something. She once promised that she would do something for me in the future. The dark guard took the bracelet and quickly left. Go to Hoang Giac Pagoda. The Queen Mother had already given instructions in advance. The abbot did not dare to delay and immediately arranged for me to live in a quiet private courtyard. I use the excuse that I need to concentrate on worshiping Buddha and not let anyone disturb me. The past few days have been quite peaceful. That night I received a signal from the secret guard again. Opening the door, two figures quietly crossed the wall and entered. On the back of the person following behind was also carrying another person, wrapped in a black cloak. "Miss, our subordinates have brought the Vuong family here." The dark guard carefully placed Luc Van Hac on the bed. The candlelight swayed, illuminating his pale face. Luc Van Hac's eyes were closed, his cheeks were deeply sunken, his head was wrapped in many layers of white bandages, and he could vaguely see blood seeping out. I stand next to the bed. Seeing him become like that, the bridge of his nose suddenly stung and his eye sockets turned red. Take a deep breath. I turned to ask the dark guard. "Where is Doctor Co?" "Miss, Doctor Co gave acupuncture to the Royal Family, but the King's injuries are too serious. Doctor Co said the next seven days are the most important time, we need to find an absolutely safe place to rest." I held out my hand. Gently grabbed Luc Van Hac's cold fingers. "You did the right thing." The dark guard quietly retreated out and closed the door. I sat on the edge of the bed, gently stroking the hair that fell from his forehead. Then take a medicine pill from the blue porcelain vase. Dissolve it in water and put it into his mouth little by little. "Luc Van Hac, you must not die. If you die, I will have to marry the Crown Prince as a concubine. Do you want to see me marry you?"

someone else?" In the middle of a coma. His fingers seemed to move slightly. I was startled and raised my head. I was suddenly faced with a pair of deep eyes. Luc Van Hac had woken up. His face was still pale but in those eyes there was a hint of a smile. He moved his lips slightly, his voice was so hoarse that it was almost inaudible. "No." I was stunned. Only then did I understand that he was saying that he would not let me marry the Crown Prince. I glared at him angrily. "It's not your fault." The corner of his lips curled up slightly, but just as he was about to smile, he touched the wound. It was so painful that he winced and inhaled the cold air. "Don't move around, you've broken three ribs. I don't have a second token to ask Doctor Co to save you." He obediently lay still but his eyes still did not leave me. "I thought I was going to die." He said softly. "I can't die." I pulled the blanket up to cover him higher. "I haven't married you yet, you're not allowed to die." He smiled slightly. "Okay, then I won't die anymore." After a few days of recuperation. Luc Van Hac's spirit has improved a lot. Drink half the bowl of porridge I fed you. He finally had enough strength to talk. I helped him lean against the head of the bed. "I have investigated a few things." He lowered his voice. "The money the Crown Prince used to store food in Lu Chau had an impure origin." "He embezzled military food that the Ministry of Home Affairs provided to the border, took advantage of his position and colluded with local officials, and bought and sold salt business licenses for personal gain." Having said this, he was about to stand up to get something but I pushed him back. Follow his instructions. I rummaged through the lining of my blood robe, took out a bundle of parchment, inside were books and letters. "So the time the refugees attacked you... was the Crown Prince's order?" "Yes." Luc Van Hac looked at me. "If you offer these things to the royal court, even if the Crown Prince doesn't lose his life, you still have to peel off a layer of skin." "No." I shook my head. "Now is not the right time." "Why?"