Chapter 9 — The day after the wedding, he had to kneel and call me Queen

My father, General Tham Tong, has become my greatest supporter. We, father and son, joined forces with Tieu Huyen, step by step to uproot each of the martial forces that had taken root in the court, not leaving anyone behind. Co Yen Thanh was the first to suffer. After the detention period ended, on the first day he returned to the court, the royal historian presented him with a harp. The crime is trimming military salaries and embezzling in one's own pocket. There are witnesses. Evidence is also available. All evidence is complete. Tieu Huyen became angry right in the middle of the royal court. He immediately ordered an investigation to the end. Just investigated. This immediately entails a whole chain of related people. Co Yen Thanh was thrown into prison. Vu An Marquis Palace was also searched and all assets confiscated. I have arrived in paradise. See him for the last time. He was wearing a prison uniform. Hair is messy. The fiery heroic demeanor and enthusiastic spirit of the past years have long since been worn away by the darkness and the days in prison, leaving nothing left. When you see me. There was no more hatred in his eyes. No more begging. Only silence remains. A calmness like the surface of dead water, without a single ripple.

“It was you who did it, right?”

He looked at me and asked softly. I never denied it. I told my father's people to gather that evidence for half a year, little by little, secretly collecting it. He smiled bitterly. The corners of his lips slightly curled up bitterly.

“I should have thought of it sooner.”

“Tham Uyen, you are much more cruel than I ever imagined.”

“That's not cruel.”

I looked straight at him.

“It's called taking back what originally belongs to us.”

“What you owe me.”

“What the Gu owes me.”

“I will take it little by little, calculate both capital and interest, and reclaim it all.”

He was silent for a long time. For so long that the whole dungeon could only hear the sound of soft breathing.

“What about Tham Vi?”

He asked hoarsely.

“She... how is she now?”

“Crazy.”

I replied leisurely.

“The day the Marquis' Palace was confiscated, she rolled down from the bed.”

“Just saw the officers and soldiers.”

“I thought they were coming to arrest me for execution.”

“Being scared to death on the spot.”

“Currently locked up in a asylum for the insane outside the city.”

“Just hugging a pillow all day long.”

“Over and over again, calling 'Master Marquis to save me'.”

Co Yen Thanh slowly closed her eyes. Two lines of clear tears silently slid down from eyes that had lost all spirit. Follow his face full of dirt and stains. Slowly falling down. I don't know. Those two tears. It's crying for Tham Vi. Or is he crying for his own life that is both pitiful and laughable. Three days later. The Holy Order was given. Vu An Hau Co Yen Thanh. Make friends and make wings. Seeking personal gain. Have nefarious intentions. Reward a cup of poisoned wine. Entire estate confiscated. Title stripped. Finally completely collapsed. Another winter. The capital received a big snowfall. White snow covered the land and sky. I stand in the hallway of Kun Ninh Palace. Quietly looking at the vast white sky outside. Miss Dung slowly walked over. Gently put a fox fur coat on my shoulders.

“My lady, my God It's cold, please remember to take care of your health."

I nodded slightly. Draw your hands into your heated sleeves.

“Tonight, Your Majesty turned over Le Tan's card.”

Dung aunt lowered her voice to report.

“I know.”

My tone didn't have the slightest ripple. Tieu Huyen needs an heir to strengthen the country. And my body, when I was young, once fell into ice water, damaged to the core, making it extremely difficult to get pregnant. This, between you and me, was reached a long time ago. We are allies. Be a companion. Only they are not husband and wife. That's very good. There is no emotional attachment. Only then can we be more alert to follow our own path.

“Your highness.”

Miss Dung spoke up again.

“The Prime Minister sent someone to send word to the palace, saying that... everything has been arranged satisfactorily.”

A light flashed in my eyes. Three days later. The court session. Tieu Huyen was approving the chapter when he suddenly collapsed, completely without any warning signs. The doctors immediately became confused. In the end, the conclusion was that His Majesty became sick due to overwork, and also got wind. I'm afraid... time is running out.