Chapter 7 — After Rebirth I Decided to Pretend to Be Stupid

In the middle of the night, Chu Tinh An insisted on taking me out to get some fresh air. "Your leg is still injured." "It's just a skin wound." "I can still walk." I couldn't argue with him. I had to let him lead me through the bushes. Coming under an old tree on the mountainside. The tree canopy spreads out like a parasol. The Milky Way stretches across the sky. The mountain wind blew, extremely cool. "It's so beautiful." - I sighed softly. He wasn't looking at the stars but was looking at me. I turned my head and my eyes just met his. He didn't shy away, his eyes reflected the stars. "Are you cold?" "A little..." He reached out and hugged my shoulders, his movements were very natural. It's like I've done it thousands of times. At the foot of the mountain. Suddenly came the sound of footsteps and talking. A team of night patrol soldiers carrying lanterns passed by. "In this wild mountainous area, besides rabbits, there are not even ghosts." Chu Tinh An immediately pulled me into his arms. The two of us crouched behind the tree, my back leaning against the tree trunk. And he surrounded me between his arms and his chest. "There seems to be someone in front?" "Maybe it's just a stray cat." "Let's go." The lantern light gradually went away but Chu Tinh An still didn't let go. I pressed close to his chest. Through the thin layer of spring, we can clearly feel the teenager's toned waist and strong heartbeat. It seems... it's beating faster and faster. … He lowered his head to look at me, the moonlight seemed to crumble on his face. His throat moved slightly, his forehead slowly lowered. Their breaths entwined with each other's noses, only an inch apart. "What are you dragging me to hide for?" I chided in a low voice. "If someone else sees it, it will be difficult to explain." "There's something that can't be explained..." His finger placed it on my lips. When he actually touched his fingertips, it was warm. The voice lowered very low, as if close to my ear. "You and I are husband and wife." "It's late at night." "A man and a woman are alone together." "Tell me..." "What can't be explained?" My mind exploded. When he said the words husband and wife, the end of his voice was slightly raised as if he was intentionally teasing. I reached out to push him because I couldn't push him even if I wanted to. His arms tightened again, his chin gently resting on the top of my head, he hugged me tightly in his arms. The scent of sandalwood mixed with a little sweat is enough to make people feel confused. It's been so long. The vague sound of the soup drum echoed. He slowly let me go. His ears turned red under the moonlight. But his face was still the usual cold, calm look. "Are you cold?" "... Well, not cold anymore." "Let's go home then." After walking a few steps, he softly said something. But the wind was so loud I couldn't hear clearly. "What did you say?" "Nothing." He squeezed my right hand tightly. His palms were sweaty and his ears turned even redder. … The last day of the hunting season. During the dinner party, the Four Princes continuously raised their cups and offered Chu Tinh An wine. Half an hour after the banquet ended, his close guard came to find me. "Your Highness is not feeling well." "Please come over there, ma'am." When I arrive. Chu Tinh An was half leaning on the edge of the bed, his forehead drenched in sweat, his face red. Lips pursed into a straight line. Next to it was half a basin of cold water, a wet towel draped over the edge of the basin. "His Royal Highnesses have moved their hands and feet in the wine." "Your Highness told me to invite only the lady." When leaving, the guard still looked at me with meaningful eyes. I raised my hand to touch Chu Tinh An's forehead. Hot enough to burn hands. He immediately grabbed my wrist. The strength is amazingly great. His palms were hot. "Thi An..." - His voice was hoarse. I squatted down in front of him. "Are you okay?" "Let me go invite the Thai doctor." "I can't stand it anymore." "What did Chu Canh Hoan do?" "You must know." Of course I know. Previous life. Chu Canh Hoan once used this technique to deal with me. He wanted me to lose face in front of everyone, making Chu Tinh An also

lose face. Who would have thought that Chu Tinh An would just take off his outer robe and wrap me up then carry me straight back to the camp. After that... we were wild all night. "So..." "What are you going to do?" He squeezed my wrist with eyes filled with patience. His burning desires and all the weaknesses he tried to suppress were exposed before me. I admit... I have softened my heart. But then I remembered the unfinished sentence from my previous life. Just because of that sentence, I have been heartbroken for many years. If it were so easy to forgive him in this life, wouldn't it be too good for him? I stood up... rummaged through my luggage, took out the thinnest traditional robe, then stuffed it into his hand. He lowered his head to look at the piece of cloth in his hand. "This is..." "What does it mean?"..."Settle it yourself." "Use this." He was stunned. It took a long time to get so angry that I burst out laughing. The rims of her eyes were still red. "Manh Thi An." "Truly my good wife." "Too much praise." "I have become like this." "You just gave me a piece of cloth?" "Not an ordinary piece of cloth." "It's my traditional robe." "Pure cotton." "Doesn't scratch the skin." He took a deep breath, then neatly folded the traditional robe and put it aside. He closed his eyes, thin sweat covering his face, his jaw line tense. I also enthusiastically asked: "Is one enough?" "If not enough, I still have it." "You can use it with peace of mind." "Even if it gets dirty, I don't need it anymore." "Anyway, spend your money to buy a new one." "Manh Thi An." "Um?" "You just wait!" "Wait for me to get better." "I will definitely bully you..." "If you're healthy, just say so." I opened the curtain and walked out to tell the guards not to let anyone in. Just ask the doctor to prescribe a heat-clearing and detoxifying medicine. Behind him came Chu Tinh An's low laughter. In that laughter there was some unwillingness and some indulgence. I turned my back to the camp. He put his hand on his hot face. …