Chapter 3 — Receiving Seven Envelopes for Help, I Alone Stormed into the Royal Palace

My brother suddenly raised his head. The last bit of softness in his eyes had completely disappeared. He looked at Truong Lac, his voice was so light that it almost melted into the wind.

“I have never betrayed you.”

"After being married, I respected her, tolerated her, and took a step back from everything."

“She told me to kneel, I kneel.”

“She made me wait all night in the snow, and I stood too.”

“But you shouldn't mention my mother.”

Truong Lac frowned.

“What do you mean?”

My brother slowly stood up straight. He is very skinny. But at this moment, he stood stronger than anyone.

“I want to reconcile.”

Truong Lac seemed not to hear clearly.

“What did you just say?”

My brother looked at her. Hands are still shaking. But he didn't bow his head anymore.

“I said, I want to break up.”

As soon as these words ended, a cold wind swept through the pavilion. Everyone was stunned. The concubine asked for peace. Even right in front of the Emperor and all the court officials. Truong Lac's face turned from white to red.

“Tham Nghien Chu, are you crazy?”

“What right do you have to demand separation from this palace?”

“Who do you think you are?”

My brother replied softly:

“I am Tham Nghien Chu.”

“Not a slave of the Princess's palace.”

Truong Lac raised his hand to slap him. But we are faster. I held her wrist tightly. The pain was so much that her face changed.

“Let go of the bow!”

I stared at her.

“If you dare touch him again, I will destroy your arm.”

Truong Lac angrily shouted:

“Royal brother!”

The man in the mysterious robe did not look at her. He looked at my brother.

“Have you thought carefully?”

My brother knelt down. This time, he knelt very firmly.

“I have thought carefully.”

“God does not ask for justice.”

“I only wish to leave the Princess's palace.”

My chest suddenly tightened. He was beaten like this. Yet he still says he doesn't ask for justice. I raised my head to look at the Emperor.

"He doesn't ask, I pray."

“For every beating my brother has to endure, someone must repay it.”

Truong Lac laughed shrilly.

“Refund?”

"You are just a small Principal, injured the Emperor, and still dare to talk about repayment?"

“Your Majesty, she is scheming!”

The silver-bearded minister seemed to have finally waited for an opportunity and immediately joined in.

"Your Majesty, Tham Thanh Duong publicly injured the king, an unforgivable crime."

“If not strictly punished, where is the law of the country?”

I turned my head to look at him.

“Have you found your hat yet?”

His face immediately turned pale. The man in the mysterious robe glanced coldly at him. The silver-bearded minister immediately shut up. At that moment, the Thai physician rushed over. Carrying a medicine box on his back, he ran until his head was covered in sweat. As soon as he entered the pavilion, he immediately intended to examine the Emperor's wound. But the man wearing a mysterious robe pointed towards my brother.

“Examine him first.”

The physician was stunned.

“Your Majesty's dragon body…”

The man in the mysterious robe did not raise his voice.

“I said to examine him first.”

The doctor did not dare to say more. I helped my brother sit down. He refused. I hold that brother's role. He obediently sat down. The doctor took off his sleeves and collar. The more I watched, the whiter my face became. After examining his wrist, he looked at the wounds on his back. Finally kneel on the ground.

“Informing Your Majesty, there are twenty on the Consort's body seven whip marks.”

“Three burns.”

"The wrist bone had an old injury that hadn't healed yet, but now it's cracked again."

“The spleen is weak, it must have been lack of food for a long time.”

“If it continues any longer, I'm afraid it will be life-threatening.”

Truong Lac's face immediately lost more than half of its color. She quickly said:

"There's a lot of delicious food in this palace every day. How can you not let him eat?"

My brother looked at her.

“Those dishes are for His Highness to see.”

“What we eat is cold rice left over in the kitchen.”

Truong Lac angrily shouted:

“That's because you're useless!”

"This palace told you to learn how to serve others. You can't even carry a basin of water to wash your feet."

The pavilion fell into silence again. I slowly turned my head to look at her.

“Foot washing water?”

Truong Lac stopped. It seemed that at this moment she remembered that the Emperor was still here. But the words were said. Cannot be withdrawn. The eyes of the man in the black robe were so cold that there was no warmth left.

“Truong Lac.”

Finally, she panicked.

“Brother Hoang, I was just joking with him.”

"You've been like this since you were little, don't you love me the most?"

"He's just a courtier, so what's the point of feeling sorry for yourself?"

The man in the mysterious robe said nothing. The blood stain on his chest was still leaking out. The royal doctor looked at him with horror and shock.

“Your Majesty, your injuries also need to be treated.”

The man in the mysterious robe waved his hand. He looked towards the two servants standing behind Truong Lac.

“You said.”

The two servants were shaking like leaves. Truong Lac suddenly turned around.

"Whoever dares to speak nonsense, this palace will cut out his tongue!"

The whip in my hand fell to the ground, making a slight sound.