Chapter 5 — The Crown Prince slapped me once because of the concubine, and I turned my hand back in front of the Queen

His Majesty values rules more than anything. What people hate the most is that the Prince loses his temper because of his female beauty. This... Could be big. Can also be small. If you speak softly. It's just gossip in the backyard. But if you say it out loud. It means the conduct is not righteous, the virtue is not worthy of the position. No matter how stupid Tham Hanh is, he clearly understands that he absolutely cannot bear such consequences. His chest continued to rise and fall violently. He was clearly angry to the extreme, but he couldn't even say a word of rebuttal. We've been forced into a corner. In the main hall. Quiet to the point of death. Everyone held their breath, silently watching this silent struggle. A long time later. Tham Hanh let go of Lieu Oanh Oanh who was holding him in his arms. He step by step. One step at a time. Come towards me. Finally stopped right in front of me. The distance between us is very close. So close that I could smell the faint scent of ambergris on him, mixed with the breath of anger.

“Co Van Chu.”

He almost gritted his teeth and called my name.

“You... are very good.”

He didn't look at anyone else. Just turn around. Shake your sleeve vigorously. In that back silhouette, there was a sky-high anger. It also brought with it a bit of struggle that he couldn't hide no matter how hard he tried. Lieu Oanh Oanh stiffly stood in place. She looked at Tham Hanh's back in disbelief, then turned to look at me. Perhaps this was the first time she saw Tham Hanh suffer such a big loss in front of me. I slowly walked to her side. Take a handkerchief. Gently wipe away the remaining tear stains on her face.

“Sister.”

“Stop crying.”

I used a voice that only the two of us could hear, leaned close to her ear, and spoke slowly.

“It's the most useless thing in the world.”

“My tears today…”

“It only makes your future path…”

“It's only going to get harder.”

Lieu Oanh Oanh's whole body suddenly trembled violently. She looked at me with eyes filled with fear. I look at her. Showing the most sincere smile... From the day he entered the palace until now. I walked past her. Slowly walk out of the main hall. The sky outside was still gloomy and heavy. The snowflakes continued to flutter. But I know. The sky of the Eastern Palace... Has really changed. That night, as the Crown Princess, I personally went to Tham Hanh's study. Not to please. Nor is it to seek peace. It's to fulfill the duty of a "good housewife". I told him that I had recalculated all of the Eastern Palace's expenses, cut down on redundant servants, and reduced monthly expenses by 3 parts. I also told him that I had replaced the "Tinh Than Huong" that he still likes to use every day.

"Your Highness has worked hard day and night for national affairs, and your spirit has been exhausted too much. I heard that Kun Ninh palace just got a new batch of 'An Soul Fragrance', which has the effect of calming the spirit, so I specially came to ask the Queen to give some to Your Highness."

Right in front of him, I personally lit the incense stick brought from Kun Ninh palace. Light blue smoke slowly rose, carrying a strange, extremely faint scent, so faint that it was almost impossible to detect. sense. Tham Hanh sat behind the desk, his face expressionless, quietly looking at me. From start to finish. Never said a word. I don't care either. I gently bow to the ten thousand blessings. Then exit the study room. The moment the door closes. I turned my head to look at him. He was still sitting there. Just like a statue without any emotions. That blue smoke. Covering him little by little. The model is not wrong. This snow. It's time to fall. He is the one who personally brings the cold winter. Enter the Eastern Palace. The following days passed peacefully like that. Every day, we are on time to pray for peace in the morning and afternoon, manage everything in the Eastern Palace, handle everything properly, neatly and clearly, not allowing others to refute even a small point. Tham Hanh will never step foot in my Thanh Tam Palace again. But I am also happy to be pure. It seemed that he had put all his energy into politics at the front court, every day being busy until late at night.