Chapter 2 — Tyrant T /An S /At Throughout the Martial Court, Again Calling My Father Father-in-law

"I don't eat human flesh."

I was led inside by him. Mind is empty. There was only one thought that kept echoing. He said he doesn't eat people. But Trieu Thi Lang, who was cursed by him last month, must have thought so too. First night in the palace. I thought the tyrant was going to do something scary. I knelt in the middle of the temple, my head bowed low, waiting for him to speak. Waited a long time. It's been so long that my knees are numb.

"Stand up."

I raised my head. Tieu Dien sat behind the desk, holding a scroll in his hand, not even looking at me.

"It's cold on the ground, don't kneel anymore."

I was stunned for a moment, not daring to move. He raised his eyelids and glanced at me. With just one glance, my blood had cooled more than half. I immediately stood up. Because I stood too fast, my legs were a bit numb, so I staggered a bit. Unable to stand. As soon as his hand stretched out, he knocked over a jade cup on the corner of the table.

"Zhang ——"

Jade pieces splashed all over the ground. The whole person stiffened. This jade cup is green all over, and when you look at it, you know its value. I dropped the tyrant's belongings. On the first day I had to die. I made a "plop" sound and knelt back down on the ground: "Please forgive me, Your Majesty! I... I didn't mean it!" The voices are trembling. Tieu Dien put down the medal and looked at the broken pieces on the ground. I bury my head even lower. Then we heard him say:

"If it's broken, it's broken."

He stopped for a moment.

"Are you injured in your hand?"

I raised my head, a look of disbelief on my face. He... asked me if my hand was injured? I shook my head. He said "yes" and continued to read the chapter.

"Go to sleep, there's a big ceremony tomorrow, don't stay up too late."

I automatically stood up and walked to the heavenly palace. Lying in bed. Didn't sleep all night. What is he doing? Desire to pledge poverty? Or do you want to see when we let down our guard before taking action? I dare not guess. Great posthumous classic. Huge fanfare. Tieu Dien raised all regulations to the highest level. The civil and military mandarins knelt on the ground and chanted Long Live the Queen. I wore that heavy phoenix robe, with a nine phoenix golden crown on my head, standing next to Tieu Dien. He tilted his head and looked at me. The corners of the lips have an extremely light curvature. General eunuch Phuc An next to him was shaken all over. Only later will we know. Since Tieu Dien ascended the throne, no one has ever seen him smile. Never before. The curvature is almost imperceptible on that large post. It's the first time. It's a pity we didn't pay attention at that time. There's only one thing on my mind. This phoenix coffin is so heavy, it weighs so much that my neck hurts. After the great ceremony ended, Queen Mother Trieu held a banquet. She sat at the top, evaluating me for a long time.

"The Prime Minister's daughter?"

I bowed my head and bowed: "I pay my respects to the Queen Mother." She didn't let me get up. She slowly took a sip of tea, then opened her mouth.

"I remember that in the past, the Prime Minister was just a minor fifth-rank official. When the First Emperor was in power, he didn't even have the qualifications to come to court."

I still knelt still without moving. The meaning in those words, we hear and understand. Are you worthy? Next to her, there was a woman covering her mouth and smiling softly. My afterglow swept across. The phoenix mandarin was dressed in flowers, his appearance was beautiful, and his eyes were full of undisguised pride.

"The Queen Mother is right. Those backgrounds are not the same It can change overnight."

Trieu Cam Sat. The Queen Mother's niece. Everyone in the palace believes that the Queen's position should have been hers. I clenched my palms. Say nothing. Right now. The electric door was pushed open. A eunuch rolled and crawled in.

"The Queen Mother! Queen Princess! Your Majesty... Your Majesty is here!"

The tea cup in Queen Mother Trieu's hand paused for a moment. The smile on Trieu Cam Sat's face stiffened. Tieu Dien's voice came from outside the door, not loud, but each word carried a sense of oppression.

"I heard that the Queen Mother is holding a purification party for the Queen."

He walked in. Those cold eyes swept over everyone present. Finally it fell on the kneeling person. His eyebrows furrowed.

"Who let the Queen kneel?"

The main hall was quiet and there was no sound. Queen Mother Zhao's face changed. Tieu Dien walked in front of me. He bent down. Personally give me your hand to help me stand up. His hand was very warm, and the force when supporting me was also very light. Everyone was so stiff that they almost didn't know how to react.