Chapter 1 — After Rebirth, I Will Not Be a Widow Anymore

When I woke up again, Dung Hinh's palanquin had stopped outside the palace. The elder sister was carefully helped by him onto the palanquin. But in his previous life, the person he married was me. Maybe when he turned around, he saw my eyes were slightly red. Dung Hinh was stunned. That night, he climbed the wall and sneaked into my room, his voice full of regret:

"In this life, you and I no longer have a relationship as husband and wife."

"You know, people have always admired you as your eldest sister. Heaven loves those who are in love, giving me a chance to start over. Now it's very difficult for me to be able to worship with your eldest sister, don't miss me anymore."

I was so scared that I pushed the window open and kept backing away.

"Phi phi phi! On the wedding night, you sneak into your sister-in-law's room, are you planning to ruin my reputation?"

“Besides, being a widow is fun. I even forgot what you looked like in my previous life.”

01

A crack appeared on Dung Hinh's delicate face. Before coming here, he thought of many words to comfort me, but he didn't expect me to react like that.

"Thanh Uyen, in the years after I passed away... your personality has changed so much."

Isn't that right? In his previous life, he fell ill because of his love for his older sister, and passed away when he was young. I once cried in front of his grave until I almost fainted. Surely up until now he still thinks I'm in love with him. Under the eaves, red lanterns hang high. The word joy shined, making half of Dung Hinh's face turn red. He parted his lips, as if he had a thousand words to say. But in the end, he thought of the beautiful woman waiting for him under the swaying candlelight. The corners of his lips curled up. He feels that my thoughts are not that important.

"It's good that you don't hate me. Then I'll go. Your sister is still waiting for me to drink properly. After tonight, I will be your husband. Take care."

While leaving, he turned around three times. I respected my sister so I didn't kick him into the lake. It wasn't until the next day that I found out that Dung Hinh was reborn a few years earlier than me. In order to completely cut off my thoughts and avoid future troubles, he tried to kiss me to the husband of my eldest sister's previous life. The business card has changed. The eight characters are compatible. The marriage is scheduled after two months. Should've really kicked him. Despicable or not? I was so angry that I burst into tears, rushed into the kitchen with a knife, intending to kill him straight to Dung palace. The maid Xuan Dao risked her life to hug my waist.

"Miss, that's not possible! If someone kills you, wouldn't it make the newly married eldest lady a widow? If you want to kill... you have to wait until it's dark before leaving."

She seriously pointed to the bright red sun above. The anger gradually subsided. I smiled, squatted down and sharpened my knife.

"I'm just joking. The knife is dull, should be sharpened a bit."

As expected, after being with that person for a long time, you become rude at work. A figure suddenly appeared in my mind. Nose suddenly stings, eyes misty. This marriage must definitely be annulled. The mountains are far from the wide rivers, the gates are far away. We must quickly finish everything, then go find the liar who broke his word.

02

A few days later, the elder sister returned to her mother's house. Dung Hinh followed her closely and loved her very much. The elder sister pretended to be angry. Dung Hinh held her hand and smiled gently and affectionately.

“The lady laughed once, and the spring breeze immediately opened.”

Sweetness that makes people around you admire you. The servants covered their mouths and secretly laughed. Marrying the person of his heart, Dung Hinh is no longer silent and few words like before before. I still remember my previous life, when I returned to my mother's house, he used the excuse that Han Lam Academy had urgent matters, only preparing the dowry ceremony, not even showing his face. At that time I still sympathized with him. My parents silently blamed him, I even tried to explain for him. I said the saint often summoned him to the palace to ask about his strategy and respected him very much. After laughing for a while, Dung Hinh's eyes turned to me, who was drinking tea. Seeing me smiling too, the smile at the corner of his lips faded. The elder happily said:

"Thanh Uyen, you're about to get married. I've chosen a lot of fabric for you. Come quickly and see if you like it."

I step forward. The top plate is a clear blue color. I like it very much.

"I told you I liked it. Dung Hinh still argued, saying you liked the color of lotus roots. My sister, of course I understand best."

Dung Hinh stood silently next to him. Even though he was talking to the elder sister, the residual light seemed to want to see through me. In the afternoon, I pretended to sleep on the swing behind the fake mountain. Dung Hinh appeared from nowhere, his body blocking the warm sunlight.

“Don't you like the color of lotus roots?”

I gently lifted my eyelids.

"The one who likes the color of lotus roots is you."

I still remember when I first got married, my wardrobe was full of green colors. Truc Thanh, Dai Thanh, Nha Thanh... Later, the green color gradually decreased, replaced by all the colors of lotus roots. The lotus root colors were all donated by Dung Hinh. Every time I happily try on the new clothes he gave me. He always hugged me from behind and said softly:

"This color suits you very well. Let me see more of it later, okay?"

At that time, I was immersed in the joy of the wedding, not knowing that his eyes looked at me through the bronze mirror, but in my heart I was thinking about my sister.