Chapter 4 — After He Let Go Of My Hand Again, He Regrets It

Bui Ngoc looked at me with caution, as if afraid that I would cause trouble again. In the past, I followed him to fight for the throne, together we experienced hardships, life and death. At the most dangerous moment, I blocked an arrow for him. That time I almost lost my life. When he woke up, he hugged me tightly, tears falling continuously, vowing that the day he ascended the throne he would definitely make me his queen. Later, he was hindered by the courtiers headed by his father Lam Dung Dung, so he had no choice but to make me his concubine. He said, wait until the throne is solid, that is the day I will be made queen. I then rushed into his arms, my heart filled with joy. Not because of the empty title of queen, but because I believe he has me in his heart. But then one time, I accidentally overheard him talking to the courtiers.

"Concubine Shen comes from a rural background, is just a lowly orphan girl, not worthy of being a queen."

Only then did I slowly realize that he had always despised me. The day Lam Dung Dung was appointed queen, she even deliberately came in front of me to mock and brag. Pretend to fall down again in front of Bui Ngoc. Bui Ngoc insisted that I pushed her because I was jealous of Lam Dung Dung and because I was dissatisfied with her. Even because of her, he scolded me loudly.

"Tham Nhiet Tuyet, you come from a lowly background, don't dream about things that don't belong to you, know how to live in peace."

But now, those words are no longer important. I casually pointed to one of them and said with a smile.

“This is gorgeous and exquisite, very worthy of my sister.”

As soon as the words ended, both people's faces changed slightly. Anyway, if it was before, I would just treat him coldly, then leave angrily. No one can be as gentle as this.

“Your eyes are really good, but I still feel a bit vulgar.”

Lam Dung Dung suddenly changed his voice.

"I heard that in the past, when you were appointed concubine, the flower crown used at that time was extremely elegant and unique, just like a phoenix crown. I wonder if you could lend it to me to see?"

What she said was not wrong. That year, Bui Ngoc ascended the throne, but his wish to make me his queen failed. On the big wedding day, to make up for me, he used the highest ceremony reserved for the queen to organize the wedding. That mandarin's head is even more special, it was requested by the world's most cunning statue who had long since retired to personally craft it. The gems inlaid on it are all rare objects in the world, each one was hand-selected by Bui Ngoc. It implies that his feelings for me are unique, unmatched by anyone. Seeing that I didn't answer. Lam Dung Dung's eye sockets immediately turned red.

"If you don't want to, I don't dare to force you. I just hope you don't get angry."

As soon as Bui Ngoc saw the beauty frown, sadness immediately filled his heart. Just as he was about to open his mouth to scold me, I interrupted him first.

"How can you say that? As long as you want it, what's the point of a small mandarin's head?"

“Or I can give it to my sister as a gift, is that okay?”

This time, both of them looked surprised.

“Is Big Sister really willing?” Lam Dung Dung looked at me half-confidently.

"Of course. I also brought out my wedding dress." I immediately waved my hand and ordered the palace maid to get it.

Before that, the palace staff all thought that the mandarin's head was too valuable and no one dared to accept it. Now that's great, I can finally clean it up. Bui Ngoc looked at me intently, as if wanting to confirm whether I was saying one thing and thinking another or not. But my face remained calm, without any waves.

“Concubine Shen, if you don't want it, there's no need to bring it out.”

He suddenly spoke up.

"How can that be? My concubine has already made a promise to my younger sister, there is no reason to take it back. Wouldn't it make people laugh?"

I smiled and replied.

“If you say you don't need it, you don't need it.”

He suddenly became angry, even his voice became a bit higher. Lam Dung Dung quickly choked up and spoke up.

"Dung Dung doesn't need it anymore. Your Majesty, don't be angry with your sister because of Dung Dung. Originally, Dung Dung was not worthy."

Tears fell from her eyes like a broken string of pearls. Seeing that, Bui Ngoc's face softened, he walked over and hugged her. His voice was low, gentle and comforting.

"Good Dung Dung, don't cry. I'm heartbroken as soon as you cry."

"Concubine Tham's mandarin head is not worthy of you. I will order someone to make you one that is a hundred times a thousand times better."