Chapter 15 — The Pregnant Sister Robbed the Eastern Palace, Her Grandfather Brought a Tiger Talisman to Press the Power

Because right at the time when mother was seriously ill, father took Lieu Thi, who was still in residence at that time, into the palace. I used to think... Mother died in depression. But now it seems... Things are not at all that simple. My hand began to tremble slightly. A terrifying speculation... Madness grows in my heart. My mother died... not from illness. It was attempted murder! It was a slow assassination plot orchestrated by my father and Lieu Thi! That realization is like a poisoned knife, fiercely stabbing straight into our hearts. I can barely breathe. I always thought that my father was just ungrateful and just selfish. But I didn't expect that he could be so cruel. Just to make room for Lieu Thi and her daughter, he actually killed his own wife! That woman, with him, went from being an anonymous pawn, step by step to the position of Prime Minister over ten thousand people. That woman gave birth to a child for him and took care of the house. That woman used all of the Fu family's power to pave the way for him!

“Miss… miss, don't scare this servant…”

Van Chau saw my face pale, my whole body trembling, so impatient that I almost burst into tears. I took a deep breath, forcing myself to calm down. Tears are the most useless thing in this world. What we need is not crying. It's revenge. It's to make them... return blood with blood!

“Van Chau.”

I opened my mouth, my voice hoarse and horrifying.

“Go help me do something.”

"Find a way to contact the physician Truong Thai who diagnosed my mother that year."

“He told me to return home a few years ago.”

"Tell him, the old lady has a favor to ask."

“No matter what, we must invite him back to the capital.”

Van Chau nodded heavily.

“Yes, miss!”

I know, this is very difficult. After so many years, wanting to investigate an old case clearly is like looking for a needle in a haystack. But as long as it was done by someone, it will definitely leave a trace. What we have to do is dig up those traces, little by little. During the days of waiting for news from Doctor Truong. I am also not idle. I began to take on the position of the Queen's concubine, regularly going to and from banquets in the palace. I am no longer like before, secretive and reserved. I learned how to interact with the wives of the princes of the country and with the ladies of the court. I heard them talking about the east door and the west door. Also from those chats, little by little, the intricate relationships at court were pieced together. Who belongs to whom? Who and who has a grudge? Who... is the one who can be manipulated by me. Crown Prince Tieu Canh Duc also visited Lam Nguyet Hien several times. He no longer mentioned what happened before. Just looked at me with an extremely complicated look. In those eyes, there was guilt, regret, and even enjoyment. Maybe he never thought of it. The little girl that year only knew how to follow behind her, with only him in her eyes and heart. Now he can act leisurely in the palace and even become his mother's left and right hand. He told me.

“Hoa Thuong, what happened before was my fault to you.”

“Don't worry, wait for me... when I step up to that position later, I will definitely give it to you she…”

“Give her the most noble glory in the world for women.”

He is looking towards me, promising the afterlife. I just smiled faintly.

“His Royal Highness is exaggerating.”

“It's over, it's all over.”

"Hua Thuong right now just prays that he can get through the day peacefully, that's enough."

My distance made him a little flustered. But at the same time, it further aroused the desire to conquer in his heart. He thinks... I'm still angry with him. He doesn't know. In my heart, he has long been like Tham Trong Van. If you are placed on my list of enemies, you must be punished. It's just that the time hasn't come yet. We need him. I need his status as Crown Prince to act as an umbrella to protect me. Need power in his hands, to be a blade to help us take revenge. Therefore, we are neither near nor far but hang him there. Give him hope, but don't let him have it easily. Men are like that. The more something you can't get, the more you miss it day and night. Finally, half a month later. Van Chau, has brought back news. Doctor Truong, found it. But he refused to return to the capital. He said, about that year, he felt ashamed in his heart and had no face to see his ex-wife's daughter again. He also asked Van Chau to bring something back. A small box, covered with brocade fabric, layer by layer. We open the box.