Chapter 11 — Receiving Seven Envelopes for Help, I Alone Stormed into the Royal Palace

The Queen Mother's eyes became sharp.

“Tham Thanh Duong, don't forget that you are still the guilty person.”

I nodded.

“God does not forget.”

“But a criminal like me can still stand here, because Your Majesty also knows that there are things that cannot be hidden.”

The Queen Mother's face immediately darkened. We continue:

“If today we revoke the decree of separation.”

"Tomorrow Truong Lac returns to the Princess's residence."

“My brother is still her husband-in-law.”

“Does she take revenge or not?”

“Did she take the remaining half of his life or not?”

“Does the Queen Mother dare to guarantee this?”

The Queen Mother coldly replied:

"If there's anyone here, he wouldn't dare."

I looked at Truong Lac.

“She dares.”

Truong Lac's eyes slightly avoided.

"Last night she was escorted away, but today she dared to come in front of the Queen Mother crying and changing white for black."

“If she returns to the Princess's mansion, the first thing she will do is have someone lock the courtyard door.”

"The second thing is to make my brother kneel down and thank her for not killing me."

My brother closed his eyes. That's not speculation. These are real things he has experienced countless times. The Queen Mother's Buddha necklace had broken, leaving only an empty string in her hand. She tightened her grip on that piece of string, her knuckles turning white.

“Tham Nghien Chu.”

She suddenly spoke up. My brother prostrated himself on the ground.

“God is present.”

The Queen Mother asked:

“Say it yourself.”

"Are you still willing to stay by Truong Lac's side?"

Truong Lac immediately looked towards him. Those eyes were both urgent and fierce. My brother's throat moved slightly. Everyone in the palace was waiting for his answer. I do not urge. There are words... It must have been said by him himself. A long time later. My brother raised his head. His face turned pale, but he no longer avoided Truong Lac's eyes.

“I don't want it.”

Truong Lac let out a shrill scream. The Queen Mother's face completely turned cold. Our singing voice continues to resound.

“I am afraid of the Princess, and also afraid of the Queen Mother.”

"But I'm even more afraid that after I return, I will never see my mother and sister again."

“I beg the Queen Mother to show her grace.”

“Please open a way for me to live.”

Truong Lac's cries suddenly stopped. As if someone had slapped her in front of everyone, her entire face became distorted.

“Tham Nghien Chu.”

“You dare say you're afraid of me?”

My brother looked at her. Just that one word, very softly. But it was even heavier than all of last night's testimony. Truong Lac staggered back a step. It seemed like she never thought that people would bow their heads after being yelled at by her, and one day they would dare to stand in front of the Queen Mother and the Emperor and utter the word "dare". The Queen Mother's face was sometimes blue, sometimes white, constantly changing. The Emperor slowly stood up.

“Tham Nghien Chu is my servant.”

“Truong Lac is also my younger sister.”

“If I am biased in this matter, how will the civil and military officials view me in the future?”

The Queen Mother smiled coldly.

“A mandarin of literature and martial arts?”

"Does the emperor now know how to use military and civil servants to coerce anyone?"

The Emperor replied:

“It's not forced.”

“But it is the law of the country.”

The Queen Mother said solemnly:

“National law must also preserve the dignity of the royal family.”

I can't stand it language.

"Face doesn't come from hiding your wounds."

The Queen Mother's eyes looked at me as sharp as a blade. But the Emperor never told me to shut up. He looked outside the palace.

“Bring people in.”

Not long after, several guards escorted the three butlers of the Princess' residence into the main hall. A kitchen manager. A demon in charge of the hospital. A eunuch who does heavy work and specializes in executing punishments. As soon as he saw them enter, Truong Lac's face immediately changed.

“Brother Huang, what do you mean?”

The Emperor did not answer her. Maid Bo Hinh walked in from outside the palace, holding a stack of bows in her hand. He knelt down to worship.

"To tell you, Your Majesty, last night I only interrogated the servants in the Princess's residence."

“The original bow is now available.”

The Queen Mother's eyebrows twitched slightly.

“Emperor, do you dare to interrogate the Princess's mansion in the middle of the night?”

The Emperor calmly replied:

"If I hadn't investigated, I'm afraid that today I would still have to listen to Truong Lac complain."

The servant of Bo Hinh opened her bow.

"The kitchen manager of the Princess's residence declared that, since the Princess's royal concubine entered the palace, the Princess had repeatedly instructed her to only allow the royal concubine to eat cold rice and leftover soup."

"If the royal concubine falls ill and can't come get food himself, there's no need to bring it."

The kitchen manager prostrated himself on the ground, his whole body shaking like a leaf.

“Slaves deserve to die.”

“Slaves only serve orders.”

Truong Lac angrily shouted:

“You talk nonsense!”

The Emperor looked at the second person. The mother in charge of the inner courtyard cried and bowed her head.

“Please, Your Majesty, please spare my life.”

“The princess really does not allow the royal concubine to return to the Tham family.”

“Every time the Tham family sends me to worship, the Princess orders her servants to burn it all.”

"If the son-in-law wants to write a letter home, he must show it to the Princess first."

In an instant, my brother's face lost all color. He asked softly:

“Mother... has come?”

Mom didn't dare look at him.