Chapter 2 — A Wishful Life

"This was brought by the person next to His Highness the Crown Prince. He said that His Highness saw that your clothes were thin and was afraid that you would get caught in the rain and catch wind and cold."5 I frowned slightly. Ta Duong and Lam Uyen Ngon have a marriage contract, this action, whether emotionally or logically, has exceeded the limit. Thu Nguyet obviously also felt bad, adding in a low voice: "The maid refused, saying that it was not polite. But the guard next to the Crown Prince insisted on leaving the cloak behind. At that time, second lady Lam's face was very unsightly." I understood clearly in my heart, so I picked up the brocade cloak, turned around and went downstairs. The rain has stopped. The damp air outside the inn carried the smell of fresh earth. In the hall, Lam Uyen Ngon was no longer there, only Ta Dang was sitting by the window, holding a cup of green tea in her hand, looking leisurely. Hearing footsteps, he raised his eyes to look at me. My eyes fell on my somewhat thin clothes, my voice could not hear any emotions: "Just got caught in the rain, why don't you put on an extra layer before coming down? If you get cold, what should you do?" I walked to the table opposite him, placed the moonlight white robe neatly on the table top. "The goddess and her highness are not close friends. Even if there is wind and cold, it has nothing to do with your highness." My voice was cold, without the slightest ripple. "The robe is not like each other. "Your Highness, it's better to keep it for Miss Lam." Having said that, I bowed and turned around to leave. "Tham Nguyen!" He suddenly called me by my full name, his voice carrying a bit of imperceptible tension. "Why do you need to avoid me like a snake?" I looked straight into his deep eyes and said each word clearly: "Your Highness is engaged, so how should you understand the responsibilities of a husband? It's also the minimum respect for the Crown Princess." Ta Duong's face darkened. He stared at me, as if he wanted to find something on my face. "On the day of the birthday party, why didn't you open your mouth to ask the royal grandmother for your hand in marriage? It's obvious that you love her, and the royal grandmother also had this idea. If you only opened your mouth..." "Because your highness doesn't love me." I interrupted him, calmly saying. "A forced relationship only makes the two parties torment each other, eventually becoming a resentful couple. What does that mean?"6 I remember In my previous life, I remember the Kun Ninh palace that imprisoned me for a lifetime. I hold the phoenix seal, am the mother of the world, and am a gentle person who is praised by everyone. But every time we wake up in the middle of the night, only we ourselves know how oppressive those days were. My husband never loved me, my child abandoned me, I was constantly on my deathbed, withering away day by day, yet I still had to be generous with the ringleader who caused everything. Based on what? At that moment, the sky that had just been clear turned dark again, and a few dark clouds appeared once again. I withdrew my thoughts, hid all emotions in my eyes, and excused myself to him again: "It's not early, the goddess should return to the palace." "The mountain road is slippery, I will take her home."Ta Dang said. I was about to open my mouth to refuse, but outside the inn, a figure staggered in. That's our driver. His face was full of worry: "Miss, it's not good! The wheel of the carriage has sunk into the mud, no matter how much I pull it out, it seems... it's cracked." My heart was suddenly startled, I instinctively raised my eyes, just in time to meet Ta Duong's eyes. His deep black eyes did not reveal any clues, but the corners of his lips carried a gentle smile. He spoke again: "It seems I can only let you take her home." I frowned, thinking about a solution, when suddenly outside the inn, an arrogant, generous voice rang out, calling my name clearly: "Tham.

Original! Are you hiding in here?" I followed the call, only to see a man wearing a dark red robe striding into the door. His eyebrows and eyes were full of generosity, and his handsome appearance carried a strong pressure. After seeing me, he even let out a "tsk" sound, his voice carrying a familiar complaint: "Since you're here, why don't you answer?" Seeing him, I only felt a sharp pain in my temples, helplessly saying: "Tieu Ky An, you're not staying in the palace, why are you running here when you're calm?" Tieu Ky An raised his chin, pointed to the extremely dignified carriage parked on the official road behind him, and said logically: "Your parents saw that the weather was not good, were afraid that you wouldn't be able to return, so they sent me to pick you up." Ta Duong stood beside him quietly. looked. He spoke, his voice calm: "A Nguyen, who is this?" 7 Before I could arrange my words, Tieu Ky An took a step forward, clasping his hands and bowing to Ta Duong, his ceremony was quite complete: "Meeting His Highness the Crown Prince. The father's name is Tieu Vien, he has always lived in Giang Nam, and recently returned to the capital to visit relatives. It's normal for Your Highness not to recognize me." Ta Duong's eyes glanced at Tieu Ky An, then returned to my face, his voice cold: