Chapter 7 — Thu Mui is a Goddess, But She Takes My Whole Family as Sacrifices

But even so, she still couldn't exchange even one look from Da Vo Han. He just coldly ordered, his voice filled with disgust.

"Moc Tam Van impersonated a goddess, delaying military intelligence. Hanged his body for three days, to serve as a deterrent to the world."

My younger sister, even if she died, still wouldn't have a good ending. How pitiful. Da Vo Han used an eight-person palanquin to carry me and solemnly brought me into the royal palace. The leader was appointed as a cavalry general. The family accordingly advanced. Everyone in the palace was busy preparing clothes for my grand concubine ceremony. As for me, I rarely have free time. I personally cooked a pot of porridge and brought it to Da Vo Han. When I arrived, he was processing the medal. Seeing me, he put everything aside and took the bowl of porridge from my hand.

"Why did you come here? Are you too bored? Or should I let you and I go out of the palace for a walk?"

These things were all Moc Tam Van's favorite things in the past. She likes to watch Da Vo Han rotate around her. I like the look of him neglecting court politics for her sake. She thought that this could prove that Da Vo Han loved her. But I don't like it. I scooped up the porridge, raised my hands and gave it to Da Vo Han.

"There's nothing wrong with my goddess. It's just that the war has just calmed down. Your majesty must be having a hard time. I specially cooked some porridge to bring to your majesty. Please drink it while it's still hot."

My gentle, understanding appearance made Da Vo Han extremely satisfied. He lifted the bowl of porridge and drank it all without leaving a drop. Half a month later, it was the grand ceremony. During that half month, I cooked a bowl of porridge almost every day and brought it to Da Vo Han. Every time, he happily drank it all. On the day of the great ceremony, it was not yet dawn when I was pulled up to do my makeup. Da Vo Han and I stepped onto the altar to heaven. As soon as the ritual of worshiping the heavens ended, a fairy appeared in the sky. Pedal to get there. With a wave of his hand, blessings descended.

“Goddess descends to earth, protecting you.”

Having finished speaking, the fairy disappeared in midair. Everyone knelt down simultaneously.

"Welcome the goddess, bless the country of Da! Long live the queen, long live the goddess, long live the queen!"

Even Da Vo Han excitedly grabbed my hand.

"Nhan Nhan, having you is my destiny, and also the destiny of Da country!"

I smiled slightly, looked at his slightly pale face, and replied softly.

“That is also my destiny.”

The great ceremony ended, the sound of long live still echoed in the air for a long time. When all the officials retreated, the altar became empty, the wind blew through the stone steps, carrying with it the scent of incense that had not yet dissipated. The light just now was so bright that it made people forget one very simple thing: after miracles, there is still humanity. Da Vo Han held my hand very tightly. That hand was once cold, cruel, and easily decided the lives and deaths of countless people. But at this moment, he was trembling slightly, as if afraid that if he let go, everything he had just achieved would disappear like smoke.

“Today…”

He paused for a moment, his voice low.

“I have waited a long time.”

I look at him. It is no longer the gaze of a calculating person, nor of an ignorant person. In Da Vo Han's eyes at this moment, there is fatigue, there is alertness, there is also something that I have never seen clearly before - the reserve of a person who has just accepted a job. I've gone too far.

“What are you afraid of, Your Majesty?” I asked softly.

He was silent for a long time. Then finally, Da Vo Han let go of my hand, turned around and looked towards the capital at the foot of the altar. Tens of thousands of roofs are one after another, the kitchen smoke is dim, life and death, happiness and sadness, are all there.

“I'm scared,” he said slowly,

"I'm afraid that I will once again use my power to force something that shouldn't be forced."

I was a bit stunned. Those are not words a tyrant is accustomed to saying. Those are the words of someone who has seen the consequences, and has begun to learn to fear himself.

"I used to think that as long as I sat firmly on this throne, people would follow my will. But over the years..."

He smiled slightly, a very faint smile,

"I now understand that if a king cannot keep his limits, the first thing he will lose is his heart."

The wind blew stronger. The phoenix robe on his body shook slightly, heavy and solemn. I suddenly realized that, for the first time, Da Vo Han was not standing in the position "on high looking down", but was standing in the middle of the human world, looking straight at himself.