Chapter 8 — The Emperor gave me a wedding, the General publicly proposed me as his concubine, I threw away my veil and left

The person raised his hand and threw the bronze card down in front of Luc Canh Tham. The copper card hit the tile floor hard, emitting a deafening sound.

"Investigate."

“Investigation from the Military Department to the villa in the west of the city.”

"From the Luc family's palace, the investigation went all the way to the palace gate."

“All those who participated in the false transmission of oral parables tonight.”

“Not even one person should be left out.”

The army commanded in unison. Lieu Thanh Ha suddenly hugged her lower abdomen and bent down. Her face showed pain, her forehead immediately covered with cold sweat.

“General... the child...”

Luc Canh Tham's body just moved. He was pinned in place by the Emperor's cold eyes. The Queen said in a low voice:

“Traditional medical doctor.”

Lieu Thanh Ha's breathing became more and more rapid. Her fingers tightened around the edge of her robe. The doctor hasn't arrived yet. Suddenly, outside the palace, a palace servant rushed in to report.

“Your Majesty, there was a fire in the mansion in the west of the city.”

The two words "fire" just came out. The expressions of everyone in the Taiji Palace changed. The Emperor immediately raised his eyes.

“Where did the fire break out?”

The palace man knelt outside the door, his voice tense.

“Your Majesty, this is the backyard where Lieu Thi lives.”

“When the military arrived, the manager and the two maids had fainted from inhaling too much smoke.”

“The study room is where the fire is most intense.”

The Queen's voice was cold.

“Study room?”

“A villa is only arranged for the exterior of the house, but there is a study room that is worth setting fire to?”

Lieu Thanh Ha prostrated herself on the ground, in so much pain that she couldn't speak.

“Not me.”

“I am always here.”

But Mother Truong suddenly raised her head, a look of horror clearly visible in her eyes.

“The study room... can't burn.”

The Emperor looked at her.

“What is in the study room?”

Mother Truong's lips trembled, as if she were extremely scared.

“There are books.”

“There are still letters.”

Lieu Thanh Ha suddenly turned his head to look at her. That call is no longer weak. Which is both high-pitched and urgent. Truong ma ma didn't seem to hear, just crawled forward two more steps.

“Your Majesty spare my life.”

“The old slave will confess.”

"That mansion... not only Miss Lieu lives in."

“Items sent from the border... are also often shipped there.”

The Minister of War's face suddenly changed dramatically.

“What are these?”

Mother Truong glanced at Luc Canh Tham, her voice became quieter.

“Animal skins, medicinal herbs.”

“There are also a few chests of old books in the army that are carefully sealed.”

Mama Truong's words just ended. The entire main hall seemed to suppress even the sound of breathing. The face of the Minister of Defense no longer had any color left. The Emperor stared at her, his voice so calm that it sent chills down people's spines.

“What kind of old books are they?”

Mother Truong knelt on the ground, her forehead pressed against the cold yellow tile floor, her voice trembling to the point of distortion.

“The old slave only listened to what the manager said... those were the things brought back from the old barracks in Bac Canh.”

“Some are food inventory books.”

“Some are casualty lists.”

“There are still a few military alerts that have never been opened.”

Luc Canh Tham's face was as pale as iron. Mother Truong raised her head to look at him, there was no longer any fear in her eyes.

“General.”

“When those chests were brought into the mansion, your personal guards personally escorted them load."

The corners of Luc Canh Tham's lips pursed tightly.

“What I escorted was the reward after the battle in the Northern Region.”

“It's already a reward.”

“Why not bring it to the main gate of the Luc family?”

I asked him. He looked at me. His eyes were heavy and scary.

“Things in the army.”

“She doesn't understand.”

I lowered my eyes and looked at the letter on the ground.

“Goddess really doesn't understand.”

"I only know that that year, among the Lam family's relics brought back to the capital, there was no father's last family letter, nor was there a brother's sword."

"People in the palace returned and said that the border was in chaos, their belongings were scattered and could not be found again."

My voice was not loud, but it caused several elders in the palace to raise their heads simultaneously. The Thai lady knelt to one side, a look of surprise and doubt on her face.

“Chieu Nha, I mean…”

I don't look at her.

“I didn't say anything.”

“I just want to know why the mansion in the west of the city has things from the old barracks in Bac Canh.”

The Emperor gently raised his hand.

“Commander of the Forbidden Army.”

Outside the palace, someone immediately took orders to leave. Lieu Thanh Ha clutched her lower abdomen, her face terrifyingly pale. The royal doctor knelt next to her to check her pulse, her eyebrows furrowed more and more. Finally, Luc Canh Tham could not bear it anymore.

“Please let the Royal Doctor take her to the heavenly palace first.”

The Queen glanced at him.

"If she is really pregnant, the heavenly palace is right next door."

“If she just pretends to be in pain, then she has to stay here to hear everything clearly.”

Lieu Thanh Ha's eyelashes trembled slightly. The physician said in a low voice:

"Niang, Liu's pulse is chaotic. There are indeed symptoms of fetal convulsions, but the vital organs have not been damaged."

The Queen calmly replied:

“If there's nothing to worry about, then continue kneeling.”