Chapter 8 — The day after the wedding, he had to kneel and call me Queen

He hates me. But he couldn't do anything.

“You all go down.”

I gently waved my hand and spoke to everyone in the main hall. The ladies seemed to receive a general amnesty. Everyone quickly stood up to pay respects and then panicked and retreated out. Not long after. In the large palace. Only me and Co Yen Thanh remain. Along with the landscape scattered everywhere. And the atmosphere was so heavy and suffocating. He knelt on the cold yellow tile floor. Like a statue that has lost its soul. I walked in front of him. Slowly squat down. Let my eyes be equal to his eyes.

“Now... do you regret it?”

I asked softly. His lips moved slightly. My eyes were filled with countless intense emotions.

“...Regret?”

He laughed hoarsely. That laughter is harder to hear than crying.

“I regret it!”

“I regret it so much that my insides are turning blue!”

“I regret that back then, why did I listen to her sweet words!”

"Regret why my mind was clouded by lard and missed a bright pearl in the middle of the sea like you!"

"I regret not seeing clearly sooner, who can truly stand shoulder to shoulder with me!"

He excitedly grabbed my wrist. The force was so great that it almost wanted to crush my bones.

“Uyen Nhi!”

“Uyen Nhi, listen to me!”

“There's still time!”

In his eyes. A ray of crazy hope suddenly burned out.

“Your Majesty is much older than me!”

“He can't give her a future!”

“You help me!”

“If only you would help me!”

“Wait until later... wait until later when I sit in that position.”

“This phoenix throne.”

“I will still save it for you!”

“We will be like before.”

“I will treat you a thousand times better than before!”

I quietly listened to his every crazy word. Look at that face distorted by desire and malice. Suddenly I just feel ridiculous. Come to this country. He still thinks that. I do all these things. Because I want to return to his side. He still thinks that. We need to rely on him. Only then can we have the so-called future.

“Co Yen Thanh.”

I'm slow. One finger at a time. Remove his hand that is holding my wrist tightly.

“Your biggest mistake.”

“It is not a choice for Tham Vi.”

“But from start to finish.”

“You never really understood me.”

I stood up. Once again widen the distance between the two.

“What you want.”

“It's power.”

“It's the throne.”

“You think.”

“I am just like you.”

“But you are wrong.”

“What I want.”

“I have never relied on any man until now.”

“To become the woman standing behind him.”

“What I want.”

“It means standing on the highest peak yourself.”

“Take your destiny into your own hands.”

I looked at his completely lost eyes. Clearly tell him.

“And you…”

“And your Marquis.”

“From now on.”

“Be obedient and live in the shadow of this palace.”

I turn around. Don't look at him even once more.

“Where are you?”

"Where are you? Send the Marquis back to the palace properly."

Since that day. Vu An Marquis Palace completely became the laughingstock of the entire capital. After Tham Vi was carried back. I heard the injury was extremely serious. All day long I can only lie in bed. Medical money is wasted like running water. Still Co Yen Thanh was detained for three months. Close the door and don't leave the house even half a step. There was a time when Vu An Hau's palace was bustling with guests, the threshold was always crowded with people passing by. Now, that place is so lonely that even the sound of falling leaves can be heard clearly. As for me, in the harem, step by step I stand firm on my heels. Tieu Huyen is an extremely suitable ally. He gives me enough power. Also gives me enough respect. There is no love between us. But there are benefits that are more solid than love. I help you manage the harem, reassure the ladies, and stabilize the court on your behalf. And he becomes the most solid support behind us, so that we can no longer have any worries or reservations, and do all the things we want to do. We began to intervene in the court. At first, it was just helping Tieu Huyen approve some chapters that weren't too important. Later, with his tacit permission and direction, we began to come into contact with more important political affairs, which were also more core political affairs.