Chapter 8 — The day I stopped taking care of the books, the Marquis Palace collapsed

It's rare for people to ask the first question whether we're injured or not. The assassin was quickly arrested. A former subordinate of Luong Tung. Ninh Van Tieu immediately ordered a thorough investigation. Only then did he let me go. I took half a step back, bowed and bowed.

“Thank you, Your Majesty, for saving my life.”

He lowered his eyes and looked at the shoulder of his blood-stained shirt.

"The one who saved her, thank you once is enough."

I stopped. That statement seems to have a different meaning. But I did not answer. After returning to the Regent Palace, the palace physician immediately came to bandage him. The arrow only grazed the flesh, but the cut was not shallow. I stood outside the screen, feeling a little uneasy inside. After he walked out, he said:

"The prince refused to apply medicine, saying he wanted to see the case first."

I immediately frowned. When has it come time to still watch the case book? We went around the screen and stepped inside. Ninh Van Tieu was wearing a robe and sitting in front of the table, the white ribbon on his shoulder was soaked in red. I walked up to him and took the scroll out of his hand. He raised his head to look at me.

"Chancellor Cui's liver is getting bigger and bigger."

“If the Royal Family loses too much blood, tomorrow there will be no one left to protect me.”

He looked at me for a long time, then suddenly burst into laughter.

“This reason doesn't sound bad.”

Finally, he agreed to let the doctor apply the medicine. I stood next to it and stared. Ninh Van Tieu tilted his head and looked at me.

“Why are you frowning?”

“Isn't the king in pain?”

He answered too calmly. On the contrary, it makes us pause. He continued:

“If it hurts, you have to say it.”

“Cui Linh Nghi, this is what she taught this king.”

I'm a bit confused.

“Goddess has never taught.”

"She told Bui Huyen Do before that she would be tired too."

I raised my head to look at him. It turned out that he had heard it that day. Ninh Van Tieu's face remained unchanged.

“Very correct.”

The doctor stood next to him, bowing his head to suppress a smile. My face gets a little hot. At that moment, a report came from outside.

“Your Highness, the Marquis of Vu An Palace, Bui The, requests an audience.”

The heat on my face immediately dissipated a bit. Ninh Van Tieu turned to look at me.

“Want to meet?”

"This is the Royal Palace, the Royal Family decides."

“This king is asking you.”

I was silent for a moment.

“Let's meet.”

When Bui Huyen Do walked in, the first thing he saw was the wound on Ninh Van Tieu's shoulder, then he looked at me standing next to him. His expression was extremely unsightly.

“Linh Nghi, are you injured?”

I shook my head.

“I'm okay.”

He seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, then looked at Ninh Van Tieu.

“Thank you, Your Majesty, for saving her.”

Ninh Van Tieu replied faintly:

“She is the king's person.”

“There's no need to say thank you.”

The room was immediately silent for a moment. My heartbeat suddenly missed a beat. Bui Huyen Do's face suddenly changed.

“The Royal Highness's words… I'm afraid they have crossed the line.”

Ninh Van Tieu looked up at him.

"Officer Cui belongs to the Thanh Truong Department, under the management of this king."

“Where are you thinking about going?”

Bui Huyen Do was so blocked that he couldn't say a word. I bowed my head to hide the slightly curled corners of my lips. This person Ninh Van Tieu, with high power and position, even when making others speechless, did not show half of his emotions. Bui Huyen Do looked at me, a trace of hurt appeared in his eyes love.

"I heard that she met an assassin, so she immediately ran over."

I nodded.

“There's only one sentence?”

I raised my head to look at him.

“What else does Tu Thi Bui want to hear?”

His throat moved slightly.

“Before, if she was scared, she would tell me a lot.”

“I had a lot to say before.”

“Not anymore.”

His face turned white in an instant.

“It's no longer…”

“Or do you not want to talk to me anymore?”

I don't answer. Because the answer is already so obvious. Bui Huyen Do looked at me, his eye sockets were slightly red.

“Linh Nghi, today I just looked at an old notebook.”

"Three years ago, something happened to the Marquis's salary warehouse, and she used her dowry to fill it."

I replied leisurely:

“At that time I was outside leading troops.”

“After returning to the palace, she just said there was nothing wrong with the grain warehouse.”

“It's been resolved, there's no need to say more.”

His voice trembled.

“Why didn't you tell me?”

I smiled softly.

“Tell you what for?”

“Waiting for you to say something difficult?”

“Or do you think I'm really capable?”

His face looked like he was stabbed by these words.

“Before… I failed you too much.”

At that moment, Ninh Van Tieu suddenly stood up. The doctor was so scared that he almost knelt down.

“Your Majesty, your wound!”

Ninh Van Tieu didn't pay attention to him, just walked over and stood next to me.

“Bui The Tu.”

“The two words — debt, loss — coming out of my mouth are the gentlest things.”