Chapter 4 — Truong Minh Lights Are Off

"Jiang Chieu Tuyet is pure... The secret letter of collusion with the enemy was inserted by the Tham family..." "The letter of end-of-love was written by Princess Chieu Ninh who found someone to imitate the handwriting..." "Destroying the appearance and removing both hands are also old lady Tham's orders to kill people..." The eunuch's shrill voice echoed on the throne. The half piece of red silk that Tham Nghien Tu had always held tightly in his hand made a soft sound. Falling onto the cold blue stone. 5He slowly turned his head. Looking at old Mrs. Tham who was being supported not far away. Old Lady Tham's face turned pale and she suddenly turned away, not daring to look at him. He looked again at Princess Chieu Ninh on the other side. The eldest princess wore a phoenix hat and a robe, but her usually arrogant face was now as white as the paper of a dead person. On the throne, it was as silent as death. The wind blew, picking up the red silk on the ground. Tham Nghien Tu stared at old lady Tham, her voice coming out from deep in her throat, carrying a bit of trembling. "Mother, is what is written in the secret record true?" Old lady Tham's lips trembled for a long time. She didn't dare look into Tham Nghien Tu's eyes, but her first sentence was to justify herself. "Nham Nghien Tu, I did everything for your good!" "She's just the daughter of a god of sin, how can she be worthy of your father's position!" I stood next to Tham Nghien Tu. Looking at Old Lady Tham's face that seemed to be wholeheartedly advising me, I suddenly couldn't laugh anymore. It turns out one of my lives. A life of my mother. Her mouth gently turned into a sentence "for your good". Princess Chieu Ninh suddenly lifted the palanquin's silk curtain. She pointed at the palace man kneeling on the ground and shouted harshly. "Fake! This secret document is fake!" "Lord Tham, it's clear that someone intentionally ruined this palace's big wedding, you have to believe this palace!" Tham Nghien Tu didn't look at her at all. He turned around directly, openly and sternly ordered. "Go to Dai Ly Tu." "Bring all of Jiang's old case files here!" Less than half an hour passed. The love letter that caused me to be sentenced to exile that year was placed on the long table in front of the main hall. Next to it are a few old letters I wrote to him when I was young. The most experienced autograph examiner in the palace knelt on the ground, held a magnifying glass, and compared each stroke. After a long time, the old examiner bowed his head. "Your Majesty." "This loveless letter was imitated very closely, but the writing habit is not like Miss Giang's." "The way of writing in this stroke change is similar to the Khue Ge font that women in the palace often practice." Truong Princess Chieu Ninh's face immediately turned pale and she took two consecutive steps back. Seeing this, Old Lady Tham immediately felt like she had grabbed a straw to save her life, raising her hand to point at Chieu Ninh. "It's him! The letter was written by Chieu Ninh!" "At first I just casually mentioned a sentence, he was looking for someone to imitate the handwriting!" Princess Chieu Ninh also panicked, the phoenix hat on her head shook violently. "You talk nonsense!" "The secret letter of colluding with the enemy was clearly put into Giang Chieu's room by you." Tuyet!” “Destroying her appearance and crippling her hands was also because you secretly bribed the pawns!” Finally, they turned around. Right in front of the civil and military rulers, they were like two mad dogs biting each other. Tham Nghien Tu did not look at them. He seemed to have exhausted all his strength, staring at the fake letter on the table. His voice was so hoarse that he could no longer make a sound. "So you didn't write this letter at all." "You didn't betray me." No one dared to answer him. He suddenly raised his head, his eyes were bloodshot, staring at Princess Chieu Ninh. "Where are your ashes?" Princess Chieu Ninh instinctively withdrew her body.

backwards. Tham Nghien Tu gradually pressed closer. "The soul examination at Han Son pagoda is empty." "The death note sent by Ninh Co Thap also disappeared." "It was you who did it, right?" Chieu Ninh firmly refused to admit it, desperately shaking his head. Until a ghost in charge of the princess's palace was dragged up by the Musketeers. The mother was already scared to death, knelt on the ground and repeatedly bowed her head. "Please forgive me! It was the princess who did it!" "The princess was afraid that if she saw Miss Giang's death note in the future, she would regret it, so she had long ago ordered her servants to go to Han Son pagoda to steal the ashes." "Those ashes... have been taken to the cremation pit in the southern suburban cemetery!" Princess Chieu Ninh finally collapsed. She fell down and sat on the ground, crying and grabbing the hem of Tham Nghien Tu's shirt. "Nghien Tu, I just love you so much." "I'm just afraid that you know she's really dead, afraid that you'll always have her in your heart!" Tham Nghien Tu kicked her away. Half of the red silk in his hand completely fell into the mud. Mom trembled and whispered one more sentence. "This afternoon the cemetery will open a crematorium for derelict bones..." "Let's chase after them now, maybe we still have time." 6 Tham Nghien Tu rushed down the royal road like crazy. Without taking off his bright red outfit, he directly stole a horse and ran towards the southern suburban cemetery.