Chapter 10 — Wu Yang Flower – Jade Snow Palace

The minister trembled and stepped out of the line, knelt down and said:

"Reporting to the emperor, I... I really don't know the reason. Most of the food in the capital is supplied by Shopkeeper Tham. Now she... now she has no news, the trade shop is temporarily unattended, that's why..."

The Emperor slammed the dragon's case, interrupting him.

"If a merchant doesn't appear, can it cause chaos in my capital?"

His eyes turned towards the head of the official.

“Regent!”

"You are the regent, the ruler of the court. You must give me an explanation for this matter!"

Tieu Quyet stood in the highest position under the throne, his face as calm as deep water without ripples. He didn't need to think to know. All of these things are the writings of Tham Thanh Nguyet. He detained her. She immediately turned his capital city upside down. Good. Very good. In the end, he still looked down on her.

“Your Majesty calm down.”

He stepped out of the line, his voice low but steady.

"We will definitely investigate this matter quickly, stabilize prices, and reassure people."

Tieu Quyet returned to the royal palace, his face so gloomy that it seemed like it could drip water. Before he could rest, the butler quickly came to report:

“Your Majesty, Master Liu is here.”

Lord Lieu, is Lieu Ngu Su - Lieu Nhu Yen's father, and also his father-in-law. Tieu Quyet frowned slightly.

“Take him to the study and waiting room.”

In the study room, Lieu Ngu Su stood restless, his face full of worry.

“Your Majesty, what did you do to Tham Thanh Nguyet?”

“Outside, rumors have spread everywhere.”

"There are rumors outside that it was because you kept her under house arrest that it led to today's chaos in the capital."

"Not only that, even the Lieu family's business is caught up in this vortex. Prince, you can't continue to be so confused!"

Tieu Quyet waved his hand in frustration, his voice cold: "Father-in-law, I have my own moderation in this matter."

“What more moderation do you have!” Lieu Ngu Su shouted in pain, "You are destroying your own great wall! Have you forgotten, where did your current position come from? Have you forgotten that for the past ten years, who has been silently supporting you and enduring so many things for you?"

He gritted his teeth: "It's Nhu Yen!" Tieu Quyet was silent. Of course he didn't forget. But every time he closed his eyes, what appeared before his eyes was Tham Thanh Nguyet's cold yet stubborn face, and the ice-cold words she threw at him: "Tieu Quyet, you really make me feel disgusting." That sentence was like a poisonous needle, penetrating deep into his heart, making him feel uneasy day and night.

“King!” Lieu Ngu Su's call brought him back to reality. "Listen to my advice, let Tham Thanh Nguyet go. Even if it's for Nhu Yen, it's also for yourself."

Tieu Quyet raised his hand to gently rub his eyebrows, his voice lowered: "I know. Father-in-law, go home first." After sending Lieu Ngu Su out of the study, he sat alone for a long time. The light outside the window gradually faded, the darkness bit by bit swallowed the room, as well as swallowing his heart. He once thought that just by locking her up, keeping her by his side, he could make up for the debts of his previous life, and make her look back again. his side. But he is wrong. So wrong that there's no way back. Not only could he not hold her, but he also pushed her further, at the same time forcing himself to the brink. The door opened slightly. Lieu Nhu Yen walked in carrying a bowl of ginseng soup, her voice gentle as always: "Your Majesty has been tired all day, let's drink some soup to warm up." That voice was still as soft as before, but in Tieu Quyet's ears, it was extremely harsh. He raised his head to look at her. He looked at her face - her face somewhat resembled Tham Thanh Nguyet, but in the end it was completely different. An unknown fire suddenly flared up in his heart, burning so fiercely that he couldn't even control it.

"Go out!"

He let out a deep growl, his voice hoarse and hissing through his throat. Lieu Nhu Yen was stunned, the bowl of ginseng soup in her hand almost slipped from her fingers.

“Your Majesty, you…”

“I told you to get out!”

Tieu Quyet suddenly stood up, sweeping his sleeves. Just hearing a sharp "bang" sound, the bowl of ginseng soup fell to the ground, breaking into pieces, hot soup splashing all over the tile floor. Lieu Nhu Yen's face instantly turned white as a sheet of paper. She looked at him, tears falling silently drop by drop.

“Tieu Quyet…” she trembled as she called his name, “did you… did you ever love me?”

Tieu Quyet did not answer. He just looked down at the chaos at his feet, his eyes empty and desperate. He doesn't know.