Chapter 8 — Reborn and Surprised the Regent King

I turned my head to look at him.

“Why do you treat me so well?”

The eyes carry an emotion that we cannot understand. I was stunned for a moment. Then burst out laughing.

“Because you are my husband.”

That answer seemed to satisfy him very much. The smile at the corner of his lips deepened a bit.

“Wait until I get better.”

“We will have a real wedding.”

My heart suddenly trembled. But didn't say anything. A real wedding... Do we still have that chance? We are the ones who understand best about our physical condition. I'm just trying to resist. But I don't want to worry him. I smiled at him.

"Okay."

The person behind Phong Quyet's assassination was quickly investigated. It was a few princes who were not willing to be stripped of their power and joined together to plot this plot. After recovering from his injuries, the first thing Phong Quyet did was to use lightning tricks to wipe out all of those kings. Pull out the roots. Leave no one behind. From then on, there was no one left in the court who could resist him. He became the person who truly held the power of life and death, his words were like holy orders throughout Dai Luong. And I also became the most noble woman in the world. Everyone admires me. Everyone says I have eyes for people. Say I married the best man in the world. Only we ourselves know. Everything we have seems to be something stolen from fate. My life is slipping away little by little. I started coughing up blood. But coughs appear more and more frequently. I'm afraid Phong Quyet will find out. So every time like that, he silently escaped. Quietly handling blood-stained handkerchiefs. But paper cannot wrap the fire in the end. That day, he handled official duties in the study until late at night. I stewed him a bowl of bird's nest porridge. Then bring it in yourself. As soon as he saw me, he frowned.

“Why aren't you sleeping yet?”

“I saw you working so hard, so I wanted to stay with you.”

I put the bowl of porridge down in front of him.

“Drink it while it's still hot.”

He nodded. Then raise the bowl and take a sip. I stood next to him and looked at him. A feeling of intense nostalgia suddenly arose in my heart. I really really want it. I want to stay like this forever by his side. But we can't do it anymore. A violent cough suddenly came. There were no warning signs at all. I quickly used a handkerchief to cover my mouth. Turn around and want to run out. But it's too late. Fresh blood continuously flowed from between the fingers. Drop by drop fell to the ground. Blooming into lovely bright red flowers.

“Nguyet Tri!”

Phong Quyet's face changed. Immediately rushed forward to catch my shaking body that was about to fall. He snatched the towel from my hand. When you see the dazzling red color above. His whole body was completely stiff.

“What is this?”

He grabbed my shoulders tightly. Even his voice is shaking.

“When did this happen…”

“I'm fine…”

I leaned into his arms. Weakly smiled.

“It's just an old illness…”

“Coughing up a few mouthfuls of blood is fine…”

“The royal physician!”

He turned outside and let out a roar. Vuong Y Quan almost rolled and crawled inside. Just saw my appearance. He was so scared that he fell to his knees land.

“Your Majesty spare my life!”

“Your Majesty spare my life!”

Phong Quyet's eyes were so cold that he wanted to kill someone. He gritted his teeth and forced out a word.

“What happened to the princess?”

The royal physician did not dare to hide it. Explain my entire illness from beginning to end. After listening. Phong Quyet's arms that were hugging me became tighter and tighter. So tight that I can barely breathe. His body was trembling slightly. This is the first time we have seen him so upset.

“Why didn't you tell me?”

He bowed his head. The voice was hoarse and scary.

“I don't want... don't want you to worry…”

I replied softly.

“Don't want me to worry?”

He suddenly raised his head. His eyes were red as if they were about to leak blood.

“Tham Nguyet Tri, what do you think of me?”

“Is that her husband?”

“Or is it just a tool for her to take revenge?”

“I don't have…”

“No problem?”