The day my mother wanted to reconcile, I tore up her letter of reconciliation
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Chapter 28

Chapter 28 — The day my mother wanted to reconcile, I tore up her letter of reconciliation

Updated 10/08/2026 5 min read

The attendants next to you will also be screened one by one. Just by being careful like that, it's not necessarily impossible to prolong it for a while. But it's just a stretch. As long as the person behind is not uprooted, my mother and I will forever live on the edge of the knife. They can give poison wine once, they can also give it a second time, a third time. Today it's aimed at me, tomorrow it might be aimed at my mother. I looked out the window and said slowly:

“I want to fight.”

Ta Hanh didn't seem surprised, just nodded.

“Then lead the snake out of the cave.”

He and I looked at each other and both understood. If the opponent is eager to kill someone to silence him, then I will set a trap - make him believe: "you are about to die, and before you die, you are about to tell the whole truth." The more dangerous and closer the trap, the faster the snake hidden in the darkness will crawl out.

“What we have in hand is still not enough.” I said.

“Appearance is enough.” Ta Hanh replied:

“You don't really need to have absolute proof to point directly at the concubine in the palace or the royal family.”

“You just need to make them believe that… you have those things in your hands.”

As he spoke, he took out a pre-written list from his sleeve:

“These are the ladies who have recently interacted with your mother.”

“There are two families that have very close relationships with the other side.”

"You just need to release a little bit of news - saying that after the spring banquet, you couldn't sleep at night because of fear; when going through old books, you discovered a few things from Bui Triet's remains that shouldn't have appeared. Then, intentionally let others 'accidentally' hear that you intended to hand those things over to me - then they will definitely be in chaos."

I received the list, glanced at it, then nodded slightly.

“What happens after that?”

“After that, you will ‘get sick.’ Won’t they poison you?” He replied.

I raised my eyebrows at him.

“It's not like pretending to be sick secretly so no one knows, but letting others see - you've been poisoned, but you haven't died right away.”

His voice was calm, as if he were discussing windy matters.

"Only like that, they will think that the last attack was not heavy enough, and will definitely be impatient and immediately attack again to finish it off."

Ngan Binh stood next to hear this, his face turned pale.

“Miss, this is too dangerous—”

“The danger is real.” I replied.

Ta Hanh looked at me, his voice lowered a bit:

"I'll say it first. Once you open this, you really have to put yourself on the knife's edge. If you regret it, there's still time."

I looked at the death note on the table. Before opening it, it was to save others. Save my mother Tham Thi, save Bui Van Chi, save those who will be swallowed by this wave of destruction. But in the end, we still come before our own name. If so, this last feature must be corrected by ourselves.

“I don't regret it.” I said.

“If the destiny was written by someone else, I would have to correct it even more.”

Ta Hanh's eyes moved slightly, very slightly, then returned to normal. The trap was sprung very quickly. Two days later, the news began to quietly spread in the palace. It is said that since returning from the banquet in the palace, I often have startled dreams at night, but in order to sort out the Duke's relics, I accidentally turned over a few letters of unknown origin. The letters also involved noble people in the palace. palace with the same royal family. It's not an easy thing to say that I was scared, but I refused to hand it over to others. I just silently invited Ta Hanh into the palace, saying I wanted to explain it in private. Such words do not need to be loud. Just letting the right people hear it is enough. At the same time, we begin to "get sick". Before, there was loss of appetite and a pale face. Then in the morning, nausea and cold hands and feet. When the doctor came to examine me, I intentionally let him say one sentence outside the door:

“The lady seems to have encountered unclean medicine.”

As soon as this sentence was spread, it shook people more than any hint. By the third day, I reached the point where I needed someone to help me stand up. Thi Tham was hidden by me until the very end, but in the end she still knew. When she walked in, I was leaning on a soft pillow, my lips intentionally painted so pale that they were almost bloodless. As soon as she saw it, her eyes immediately turned red.

“Are you crazy?”

This is the first time she told me that. His voice trembled so much that he couldn't hold it.

"You know very well that they want to take your life, and you still dare to go along with it and make plans? Minh Dao, I would rather not know who is behind it, and I don't want you to put yourself at risk like that!"

I reached out to hold her hand. Her hands were cold.

“Mother.” I said softly, "It's not that you're betting, it's that they've already put a knife on your neck."

"If I retreat today, they won't stop. Do you think you can really live in peace if you can avoid it this time?"

Tham Thi's tears immediately fell.

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