Chapter 7 — The whole capital is waiting for me to discover the truth

He just discovered that the things that once surrounded him - the face-to-face social interactions, the favorable relationships, the neat and orderly family home, and the thoughtful and meticulous care that never asked for anything in return - were all supported by her alone. There is nothing left. Concubine Trieu gave birth to a baby girl. Wei Thua Duan held the baby in his arms, suddenly remembered something... then tiredly rubbed his forehead. He finally understood. Tong Tri Y has never been "easy to fool". She just always blocked all the storms for him that he couldn't see. He once thought that the ocean was calm because the sky was clear and cloudless. But actually. That's because there is always someone standing on the breakwater. The breakwater has now gone. That's why the floodwaters came. The last news we heard about Wei Chengduan was two years later. He was impeached by the royal court, accused of doting on his concubine and destroying his wife, of not being strict with the family, plus in the past Concubine Trieu had offended many noble ladies, whose husbands often took this opportunity to take revenge. A chapter rose up. The prime minister was demoted to the position of governor and sent to a remote land. Concubine Trieu refused to follow.

"I won't go to that damn place! Go alone!"

She packed up her gold, silver and jewels, saying she wanted to return to her mother's house. In fact, her mother's family had nothing to return to - the whole family had previously relied on her position in the Prime Minister's palace to gain a lot of benefits, but now that the Prime Minister had been demoted, they ran faster than anyone. Wei Cheng Duan sat alone in an empty study room. In front of him were two envelopes. One was a letter left by Concubine Trieu, the handwriting was crooked and unsightly, all filled with complaints and curses. Phong remains. It was something he had almost forgotten. Tong Tri Y's handwriting. It was a letter she wrote to him in the first year after getting married - At that time he was traveling outside the capital on official business, and she alone took care of the entire family, wasting countless energies, she even wrote letters to him. At the end of the letter, she gently left a sentence:

"Everything is fine, I just hope you come back."

Clean and well-groomed. Don't act like a baby. No resentment. When he saw this letter before, he just conveniently put it aside, turned around and went to write a reply to Concubine Trieu. Concubine Trieu was illiterate, so he specially drew a small figure to express his longing. That letter was from Tong Tri Y. Having been crushed in a drawer for many years, even the paper has turned yellow. This is the first time. He read every word word by word. When reading the five words "I just hope he comes back". He pressed the letter to his forehead and closed his eyes for a long time. But at that time, Tong Tri Y was thousands of miles away from him, sitting with Luc Thanh Ha under a peach tree in the yard. The peach tree has already produced fruit. First litter. Lush branches and leaves covered the small yard, sunlight filtered through the leaves falling on the shoulders of the two people. Luc Thanh Ha stood under the tree, stood on tiptoe to pick the largest peach, and specially used his sleeve to wipe off the thin outer layer of fur before giving it to her.

“Taste it?”

Tong Tri Y bowed her head and took a bite. Soft, sweet peach juice spreads out on the tip of the tongue following the faint scent of early summer. At that moment, the sound of clattering footsteps suddenly sounded below. A two-year-old child hugged Luc Thanh Ha's leg, raised his small white face, and his sparkling black eyes were exactly like Tong Tri Y's.

“Father… dig…”

The child's voice is still unclear, soft and tender like malt candy. Luc Thanh Ha immediately laughed, bent down and picked up the baby.

“Do you want to eat too?”

The child nodded seriously, then turned his head to look at Tong Tri Y, extending his tiny hands towards her.

“Mother hugs…”

Tong Tri Y reached out to take the child into his arms. The baby immediately laid his head on her shoulder, obediently hugged her neck, not forgetting to stare at the peach in his mother's hand. Luc Thanh Ha looked at the mother and daughter under the peach tree, her eyes were so gentle that they almost melted.