Chapter 18 — Royal Regret

It turns the whole Doan Vuong palace into a laughing stock. I looked at him. "Don't you want to investigate?" "Now that the investigation has come to this, do you still want to continue?" Lieu Nhu Mi suddenly raised her head and looked at me. "Sister, do you have to force me to kill you?" I calmly said: "Every time you throw a knife at someone else, why don't you think about whether that person will die or not?" She cried even more pitifully. Tieu Thua Canh closed his eyes. A moment later, he commanded in a deep voice. "Lieu Trac Concubine lost her temper during her illness, transferred to Tay Thien Vien to recuperate." "All the old people of Lieu Vien, interrogate one by one." "Without the king's permission, you are not allowed to leave the courtyard." Lieu Nhu Mi's whole body stiffened. "Your Majesty?" Tay Thien Vien was the coldest and most deserted place in the palace. Previously, Liu Nhu Mi said angrily that she wanted to move to the heavenly courtyard, I accepted the invitation, she could still rely on Tieu Thua Canh's protection to avoid it. Now Tieu Thua Canh personally handles the matter. Finally, she learned to be afraid. She crawled to hug his leg. "Your Majesty, I'm wrong." "Don't you need to be my concubine." Tieu Thua Canh did not immediately push her away. But he didn't pick her up like before. He just tiredly waved his hand. "Give it." Two mothers stepped up, one left and one right to support Lieu Nhu Mi. She cried and called for the King. Tieu Thua Canh sat on the main throne, his face as dark as the rainy sky. I don't look any further. What should have broken finally cracked the first deep crack. I turned around to leave. Tieu Thua Canh suddenly called me over. "Than Lenh Nghi." I stopped walking. He looked at me, his voice hoarse. "You knew these things all along?" I turned to look at him. "Your Majesty." "It's not important how much I know." "What's important is that you've never looked before." His face immediately turned a little white. I took Xuan Dao out of the main hall. The night wind blew through the lantern in the hallway, the light bulb wobbled. When returning to Hanh Vu courtyard, Tieu Nghien was still waiting for me under the lamp. He raised his head and asked: "Mother, is it over yet?" I closed the book for him. "Not yet." "It's just that she can't openly extend her hand anymore." Tieu Nghien was silent for a moment. "Does the prince regret it?" I smiled. "Yes." "But regret is not worth it." "If you can make up for it, it's called making up for it." "If you can't make up for it, it's just awkwardness that comes late." Tieu Nghien nodded. I looked at its increasingly thin face and softened my voice. "You don't need to learn from them." "Admit it when you're wrong." "If you hurt others, make up for it." "Don't wait until it's too late to use regret as a favor." He seriously agreed. That night, the sound of crying in the West Heavenly Garden intermittently spread until midnight. I slept very peacefully. 17After Lieu Nhu Mi moved to Tay Thien Monastery, Doan Vuong's palace was much more peaceful. At first, Tieu Thua Canh still came to visit her. After that, the number of visits became less and less. She lost the right to manage internal affairs, lost her servants, lost her mouths to spread the word throughout the palace, her weakness was no longer as useful as before. If a woman only knows how to rely on a man's mercy, once the man complains that she is tired, she is only left with an empty shell. I won't continue to put stones in the well with her. Not soft-hearted. Which is not necessary. She was locked in that heavenly courtyard, waiting every day for Tieu Thua Canh to turn back. This in itself was the most tormenting punishment. When Tieu Nghien was eleven years old, he officially ranked first three times in a row in the archery examinations. The Queen Mother was very happy and gave her a place to study Doan Khe. Tieu Thua Canh was also very happy. He displayed that altar in the main hall, as if every part of Tieu Nghien's glory could be plated with gold on his face. But Tieu Nghien only gave thanks. After returning to Hanh Vu monastery, he gave me the inkstone. "Mother, keep it for me

go.” I asked: “Don't you like it?” He said: "Like." "Then why did you give it to me?" He lowered his eyes. "I'm afraid I've forgotten. I was able to receive it today because mother brought me back from the temple." My heart was a bit sour. "Tieu Nghien, you don't need to always remember this kindness." He shook his head. "It's not a favor." "It's the root." I don't advise anymore. There are memories that will weigh people down. There are memories that make people stand firmer. When Tieu Nghien was thirteen years old, His Majesty held a spring banquet in the palace and ordered the young man to become a rich man. That day, Tieu Nghien ranked first thanks to the song "Thanh Ha Phu". His Majesty personally praised it for its integrity. Electric eyes fell on him. Tieu Thua Canh stood in his ancestors' seat, smiling happily for the first time. After the banquet, he personally waited outside the palace gate, wanting to ride with Tieu Nghien in the same car back to the palace. After bowing, Tieu Nghien walked to my side. "Mother, the baby is tired." I closed the cloak for him. "Let's go home." Tieu Thua Canh's smile froze on his face. Outside the palace gate, people passed by, and it was inconvenient for him to develop an attack. Just lowered his voice and said: "Nhean Nhi, now that you are grown up, you should be closer to father." Tieu Nghien looked at him. "If father wants to be close to the child, there is no need to wait until the banquet later." These words are not heavy.