Chapter 8 — Sister Married to the Emperor, Forcing Me to Marry a Playboy, No One Knows He is a Hidden Dragon

His jaw clenched very tightly, the blue veins at his temples twitched several times. Finally he closed his eyes.

“I will give her eight hundred cavalry escorts.”

"Too boastful. One hundred is enough."

“Four hundred, it can't be any less.”

“Successful communication.”

Half a month later, I arrived at the capital. Not entering the Tham family's door, but directly staying at the Qin family's old house in the capital. The next day, the great court held. I put in the card, assumed the identity of General Tran Bac's wife, knelt outside Kim Loan Palace, asking to be recognized as a saint. Co Hanh sat on the dragon chair, looking at me kneeling outside the palace, silent for a long time. The eunuch next to him softly reminded: "Your Majesty, it is General Tran Bac's wife..."

“Let her in.”

We entered Kim Loan Palace. The eyes of the entire dynasty's civil and martial arts community swept forward simultaneously. The courtiers from each group of Qin Dien Chi all had different faces. I knelt in the middle of the main hall and performed a grand ceremony.

“Father Tham Uan Ninh, meet your majesty.”

Co Hanh looked down at me from the long chair.

“Miss Shen, what are you doing here?”

"My father, on behalf of my husband, came here to prove his innocence."

"OH?" Co Hanh's tone was very light.

“Your husband, the imperial historian, has accused the enemy of treason and has come here to testify for himself—what evidence do you have?”

I took out the stack of letters from my sleeve and offered it with both hands.

"This is the correspondence between the Trieu family's food merchants in the capital and a noble person for nearly three years. The Trieu family is in charge of transporting military food to the border, intercepting three parts midway, using the name of 'fur trading' and then reselling them to the Xiongnu horse traders."

There was a quiet discussion in the palace. Co Hanh received the letter and opened it. The more he looked, the more unsightly his face became. Because the lost mark on the letter was a seal that he was very familiar with— the Queen's treasure. Not a private seal, but the Queen's official seal. Tham Chieu Hoa was so stupid that he used the Queen's seal to communicate with the merchant. Because she is too arrogant. She felt that she was the Queen, no one dared to interrogate her.

“The authenticity of these envelopes…” Co Hanh's voice was a bit dry.

"Your Majesty can summon the Trieu family's administrator to confront him at court. Before my father entered the capital, I ordered someone to take the Trieu family's administrator to Dai Ly Temple."

Literature and martial arts throughout the court were as quiet as paper. Co Hanh's fingers clenched those letters, his knuckles turning white. He didn't look at me. He looked behind the main hall—the door leading to the harem. Behind that door, Tham Chieu Hoa was sitting on the phoenix seat, waiting to hear the good news from the previous dynasty that Tan Dien Chi had been punished. What she was waiting for was not good news. It's a complete disaster. That afternoon, the manager of the Trieu family was escorted to the public hall. He confessed everything. During the past three years, the Trieu family blocked a total of forty-seven thousand pieces of military food and sold it to the Huns, earning eight hundred thousand taels of silver. Of this money, six parts went to the Trieu family, four parts— were sent to the palace. Give it to Queen Tham Chieu Hoa. Co Hanh looked at the deposition and his lips trembled slightly. Tham Chieu Hoa was summoned to the front hall. When she arrived, she didn't know what had happened. She was wearing a phoenix robe filled with precious flowers, walking gracefully, with a smile on her face. Until she saw the Trieu family's butler kneeling in the middle of the palace. Her steps stopped. Winter smile hard.

“Chieu Hoa.” Co Hanh threw the declaration down in front of her.

“See for yourself.”

Tham Chieu Hoa bent down to pick up the declaration and saw three lines. His face instantly turned white. White to the point of looking like a dead person. She suddenly raised her head, her eyes swept over all the civil and military officials in the palace, and finally stopped on me. I stood next to the main hall, silently looking at her. Not satisfied. No sarcasm. Just look at her. Just like in her previous life she was in the cold palace looking at me. Tham Chieu Hoa's pupils shrank to the size of a pinhead. She opened her mouth, her voice as if someone was squeezing her throat—

“It's not me… This isn't me… Your Majesty, I have been wronged!”

She knelt down with a "thump" sound, her knees hitting the yellow bricks heavily. Co Hanh looked at her. For the first time, his eyes looking at her were no longer cold. It's disgust.

“Where are you?”

“Stripped the Queen's seal and detained Phuong Nghi Palace.”

“Waiting for treatment.”

Tham Chieu Hoa was held by two eunuchs and dragged out. She struggled all the way, screaming—

"Tham Uan Ninh! It was you! It was you who did it!"

“Where do you rely—where do you rely—”