Chapter 9 — Receiving Seven Envelopes for Help, I Alone Stormed into the Royal Palace

My eyes only turned to the Queen Mother.

"If the Queen Mother said that a few punishments are not worth anything, then you should see with your own eyes what the few things that Princess Truong Lac said are really like."

The Queen Mother smiled coldly.

"Why should everyone watch?"

"Is it worth making such a fuss that everyone will know about a concubine under a little supervision?"

“Because he is human.”

The Queen Mother's eyes became even colder.

“In front of the royal family, a subject must first be a subject.”

I smiled softly.

“So when you shed blood on the border, do you also have to ask yourself first whether you are worthy of being human or not?”

The emperor put down his teacup. The voice is not loud.

“Shen Qingtang.”

I don't turn back.

“Your Majesty brought me here, isn't it so that the Queen Mother hears these words?”

He was silent. The Queen Mother looked at the Emperor.

“Are you just going to let him go against someone like that?”

The Emperor replied:

“I want my mother to see the truth clearly.”

The Queen Mother angrily said:

“The truth is that Truong Lac suffered injustice.”

“He has been pampered like pearls since childhood, when has he ever suffered humiliation like this?”

“When my brother was forced by her to carry water to wash his feet, was that considered an insult?”

Truong Lac's face stiffened. The Queen Mother's eyes also darkened a bit. She looked at Truong Lac.

“Is that so?”

Truong Lac bit his lip.

“Mother, I was just joking with him.”

“Are you joking that your wrist bones will crack?”

“Are you kidding that you'll be so skinny in three months?”

“Is it so funny that only half of the blood-stained paper left on the seventh blood letter?”

The Queen Mother's eyebrows moved slightly. But very quickly it returned to its coldness.

"Even if Truong Lac is wrong, it's not your turn to rush into the palace and attack him."

I nodded.

“This statement is very true.”

“So your Majesty wants to punish me for my sins, I accept it.”

“But before curing the sin of God, please cure Truong Le's sin first.”

Truong Lac shouted loudly:

“What crime is this palace guilty of?”

I walked towards her step by step. She instinctively leaned closer to the Queen Mother. I stopped three steps away from her.

“Forcibly kept the Concubine, not allowing him to go home.”

“Tolerating slaves to bully masters, cutting medicine, cutting food.”

"Open letters at home without permission, block letters asking for help."

“Using the mother of the Tham family to threaten the court.”

“He seriously injured Pho Ma.”

“If none of these things are sins…”

“Then please, Your Majesty, issue a proclamation to all the world.”

“From now on, the Princess Palace can arbitrarily kill the Concubine.”

The Emperor's face darkened. The Queen Mother did not say another word. At that moment, footsteps suddenly sounded outside the palace. The petty private last night was brought in. He was still young and still had wounds on his face. As soon as he entered the temple, he knelt down, his whole body trembling. The Emperor spoke:

"What you said last night, now say it again."

The petty trader bowed his head.

“A slave is a servant who cleans the Princess's palace.”

“The seventh letter from the Concubine was brought out by the slave.”

Truong Lac suddenly stood up.

“You despicable slave, you dare!”

The Queen Mother shouted sternly:

“Truong Lac, sit down.”

Truong Lac gritted his teeth and sat back in his seat. The petty private trembled more violently.

“At first, the royal concubine refused to write a letter asking for help.”

“He said it would implicate the Tham family.”

“Then the Princess ordered someone to use a thin rope to tighten his wrist and asked Does he still dare to write letters home?

“The son-in-law was in so much pain that he fainted once.”

“When he woke up, he secretly wrote half a sheet of paper.”

"The servant really couldn't bear to look at it anymore, so he risked his life to carry the letter out of the palace."

The Queen Mother turned to look at Tham Nghien Chu.

“Is everything he said true?”

My brother knelt on the ground, his fingers curled so tightly that they turned white. He looked at me, then looked at the Emperor. Finally close your eyes.

“It's all true.”

Truong Lac burst into tears.

“Everyone bullies me!”

"You are my son-in-law, I just punished you a few times."

“If you obediently listen, why should I be angry?”

My brother slowly raised his head.

“God has listened.”

Truong Lac paused. The singer's voice is very soft.

“People tell me to kneel, I kneel.”

“You told me to wait in the snow, I waited.”

“If you ask me to bring you water, I will also bring you water.”

“But the more I listen, the more people think I deserve it.”

“I will understand later.”

“What you want is not a husband.”

“What you want is a dog that will never protest.”

Truong Lac's face changed drastically.

“Tham Nghien Chu!”

My singer's voice has finally become a little more stable.

“But I'm not.”

“Before, I was the son of the Tham family.”

“From now on, I will be a servant of the court.”

“And now…”

“I just want to be Tham Nghien Chu again.”

The Queen Mother stared at my brother for a long time. Her eyes were extremely complicated. There is anger. There is discontent. It was also a bit awkward because it was exposed in front of everyone. But that bit of awkwardness was quickly suppressed by majesty.

“Tham Nghien Chu.”

“Do you know how your words today, if spread out, will make Truong Lac a laughing stock?”