Chapter 2 — At That Flower Feast, I Chose a New Husband

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The whole garden was quiet, only the sound of the gurgling stream could be heard. The little prince in front of him has broad shoulders and a slim waist, is tall and cold, and has a straight jade body. Pressure from a strange man came, I blinked several times, standing there stunned. The royal princess rushed over. Everyone seemed to wake up from a dream and bowed in unison. As soon as I bowed slightly, my hand was gently lifted up by the Little Prince using the paper fan in his hand.

“Ask her a question—” The Little Prince paused for a moment, his tone softened:

“Are you willing to be my concubine?”

The suppressed cries of the ladies rang out in waves. The princess tightened her brocade scarf, her eyes full of hope looking at me. I raised my head, that strange line of text kept flashing before my eyes: 【I really can't stand it anymore, the male lead's stiff proposal makes people confused.】 【I'm dying of laughter, this is the first time I hear this rude person's voice so gentle.】 【I came here to read the story of the male protagonist acting like a hero, who would have wandered into the romance novel channel.】 【Isn't it a story without CP? Why did this episode suddenly happen?】 The Little Prince still looked at me, his appearance was cold, his eyes focused on gentleness. The ladies are either surprised or angry, all waiting for my answer. Only I, in my endless thoughts, gradually understood from everyone's reactions - those words, only I saw. I bowed my head and clearly saw that person's hand holding the fan - white and slender, with cold features - I replied softly:

“… Goddess wishes.”

Behind them came the sounds of grinding teeth and lamenting from the women. The princess next to me excitedly stepped up and grabbed my hand:

“Whose family is the noble lady from?”

The Queen's enthusiasm made me a bit confused. I tried to maintain the demeanor that I had been taught for many years, and replied respectfully:

"The father is the matriarch of the Ceremony Department."

“It turns out to be Master Tham's precious gold.” The royal princess smiled:

“Today I will go to the door to pray for marriage.”

Me: “……”

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The princess said that she would do it, that night she personally came to the palace, and brought with her the decree of marriage. When I knelt down to receive instructions, there was only a buzzing sound in my ears, everything was beyond my expectations. In addition to the official title, attire, and documents announcing my rank, the Emperor also bestowed on me the title "Nhu Gia". The princess personally helped me up, her eyes full of kindness, her voice as gentle as water:

"This title is because Dung Nhi personally came to the palace to ask for it."

"The Emperor was overjoyed and immediately issued an order granting the marriage."

The princess held my hand:

“On the eighth of next month, you two will get married.”

“Aren't we a bit too hasty?”

The father, who had been silent until now, finally spoke:

"There are less than twenty days left, I'm afraid the wedding preparations will be difficult to complete."

“It's okay, it's okay, the date is personally set by the Emperor.”

The princess smiled and said:

"The wedding will be jointly handled by the Internal Affairs Office and the Ministry of Ceremonies. Even if the time is tight, our Love Nuong will absolutely not be disadvantaged."

Parents immediately fell silent. I glanced at the radiant Princess Princess, then looked at the smiling eunuch behind me, and a thought suddenly arose in my heart - This Crown Prince seems to be more anxious about getting married than I am. But when my eyes fell on the heavy holy decree in my hand, in the midst of the joyful atmosphere, I suddenly understood the hidden meaning behind the Little County King's request to bestow the title. A compensation, and a layer of deep guilt. When he used the fan to help me up, the faint smell of medicine lingered quietly around my nose. Like many other people, they are distant but have clear boundaries, bringing with them a quiet, cold look. He cannot give me the love of a husband, he can only give me early respect. But that was good enough. This marriage was originally my climb.

“No disadvantage.”

I smiled and replied softly, Princess:

“A blessed goddess.”

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The wedding date has been set, and the entire Tham family is busy preparing for my wedding. The royal palace attaches great importance to the ceremony, and the sand-filling ceremony is brought to a large and lavish post-ceremony. This marriage quickly replaced the old story of Lan Huong Quan and poinsettia lang, becoming a new topic of discussion in folklore.

"The wedding day is near, the Little Prince has been receiving treatment at An Hoa Duong these past few days." Xuan Tinh's voice lowered slightly, "It doesn't look like I had any expectations."

An Hoa Duong is located on Ma Hanh street, the shops are close together, dragons and snakes are mixed together, I have never been there before; But on both sides of the road there were many medical shops with medicinal brands wearing jewels and hats. After becoming an adult, the Little Prince did not take the official road, nor did he rely on the grace of his ancestors to open his own medical shop there. He treated patients regardless of whether he was rich or poor, whether his status was high or low. He personally examined patients almost every day, and was very respected by everyone. An indescribable feeling of shame rose up in my heart. I turned the book slowly for a moment and said:

"Little County King is a gentleman. Saving people and treating illness is a natural duty. How can you delay it because of the wedding period? Don't talk nonsense in the future."

“The slave said something wrong.” Xuan Tinh's thoughts were delicate and she immediately bowed, "Miss, please punish me."

“After marrying into the County Royal Palace, the situation was different from that of the Palace.” I helped her up and gently advised: "Three points need to be considered in words and actions."

Suddenly the wind blew outside, the bamboo leaves hit the window, rustling loudly, the light breeze flipped through the pages of the book in my hand, with a "pop" sound, the book closed, revealing the book's title on the cover: 《Gynecology Internal Medicine》. The page was yellow and curled at the edges. I lowered my eyes and looked at it for a long time, my fingertips gently gliding across it, I couldn't help but reveal loneliness between my eyebrows.

“Miss, these past few days people have brought a lot of pink eggs to An Hoa Duong.” Xuan Tinh quickly changed the subject, "Hearing this made Tieu District King angry."

I remember the Little Prince that day, holding a fan in his hand, noble and cold, smiling and asking: "Do you also know how to get angry?"

“Why not?” Mentioning this matter, Xuan Tinh laughed, "The people were quiet for a few days, stopped giving eggs, and changed to hanging red silk on the hundred-year-old eucalyptus tree in front of An Hoa Duong."