Chapter 10 — The Great Marriage Was Raped, I Made Vuong Ninh Bury Himself

That night, the elder himself opened the wooden box. Inside is a fake map of the food transportation route to the western border. The sealing area is pressed with red wax, on the wax layer is printed half of a separate seal that is blurred and cannot be seen clearly. The brother snorted coldly: "They really are willing to invest." Luc Hoai Canh opened the map, looked at it for a while, then said: "There are a lot of mistakes, but people outside the profession won't notice it. If the royal court were to search the wedding banquet, it would be enough to make His Majesty suspicious." I pushed another roll of maps in front of him. "What about this one?" Luc Hoai Canh finished reading it, a bit of appreciation appeared in his eyes. I asked people to imitate the handwriting of the Trieu strategist in Ninh Vuong Palace, and deliberately left in the corner of the map a Tung Yen ink stain that was only found in the archives of Ninh Vuong Palace. The sealing wax used is green wax, and the imprint is only printed on a quarter of Bui Nghien Chi's seal. I have seen that seal in my previous life countless times. Every time Bui Nghien Chi wrote a secret letter to On Thanh Thanh, he used this seal. We shouldn't have known. But in my previous life, when I was imprisoned in the hospital, I picked up those letters by mistake and burned them myself. Now, the opposite has become evidence. Luc Hoai Canh rolled up the map: "Tomorrow I will have people closely monitor Ninh Vuong's palace. You can rest assured that you will marry." I raised my head to look at him. "Luc Hoai Canh, have you ever regretted it?" His expression did not show any hesitation at all. "The only thing I regret is that I did not come to propose to you earlier that year." I paused. He quickly looked away, but his ears were slightly red. Such frankness, on the contrary, makes the gloom that has been weighing heavily on our hearts for many days disappear a little. Outside the window, darkness had fallen thickly. I know, Bui Nghien Chi is waiting to see me fall into the mud. But this time, the knife's blade was buried under that layer of mud, the tip pointed straight at him.06The day Luc Hoai Canh and I got married, the sky was clear and blue. In front of the gate of Tran Bac Hau Palace, there were as many guests as clouds. The red silk strip stretched for ten miles. The sounds of gongs, drums, and flutes rang out from early morning incessantly. When my mother personally covered my head with a red veil, her fingertips gently stroked my hair. "Hanh Nhi, you must live well in the future." I held her hand: "Mother must also live well." In my previous life, after I married into Ninh Vuong Palace, the time I met my mother again, her hair was white because of what happened between my father and elder brother. She stood outside the gate of the Royal Palace, begging to see me, but Bui Nghien Chi ordered someone to close the gate tightly, not allowing her to enter. Mother stood outside the gate crying and calling my name. I dragged my crippled leg and crawled to the front gate of the hospital, scratching with my ten fingers to draw blood on the wooden door, but still could not see her once. Later, she fell ill and passed away, and I couldn't even go to the funeral. In this life, she is still by my side, her hair is still jet black, her eyes are only filled with love and pity for me. I absolutely will not let the Tham family go back to the old path again. Please help me walk out the door. Luc Hoai Canh stood on the steps, wearing a dark red dress, his back as straight as a pine tree. Through the red veil, we can only see the tip of his shoe stopping in front of us. He held out his hand. I put my hand in his palm. The moment their hands touched each other, he softly said: "Here I am." Those two words fell steadily, causing a warmth to suddenly rise in my heart. The palanquin began to set off, and the whole capital echoed with congratulations. But me

know, those hiding in the shadows have begun to act. When the group of people carrying the bride arrived at Chu Tuoc street, Luc Chi gently knocked twice on the palanquin from outside. That was the pre-arranged signal. People from Ninh Vuong Palace followed. I sat neatly in the palanquin, listening to the joyful music mixed with the sound of horse hooves outside, feeling calm to the point of being almost cold. Arriving at Luc Palace, the worshiping ceremony was completed. The guests settled down, and the wine had passed for three weeks. Suddenly, there was a commotion in the front yard. A high-pitched voice pierced through the banquet. "The Royal Palace is investigating the case, inviting General Tran Tay and Miss Tham to cooperate." The entire banquet hall immediately fell silent. I sat in the new room, the red veil had not yet been lifted, and heard the sound of hurried footsteps running towards me.