Chapter 2 — Bad Mi

"My mother told me that wherever it hurts, just blow on it and it will help." Tong Uan stood completely frozen in place. His face changed from blue to white, his whole body seemed to have lost all vitality. I only saw that his little bird was covered with a layer of cloth. The top was also soaked in dark brown dye, looking extremely pitiful. "Just tying a rope? How could it be so seriously injured?" I sadly asked: "It's reached this point... can it still be used in the future?" Tong Uan staggered and found it difficult to stand. I swear to God I really didn't mean to tease him. But this word in his ears seemed to have a different meaning. The eyes looking at me also had a bit more resentment. Perhaps my cry of surprise was so loud that other students also ran over. A few young men pointed at Tong Uan's area. "Ha ha ha!" "Oh my god! Tong Uan, do you really have a secret disease?" "Tong Uan was naked but didn't have a baby!" They were so outrageous, they dared to completely forget what their masters always taught them. I spread my arms to cover Tong Uan's body. "Don't talk anymore!" Right at that moment. A very strong push suddenly came from behind. Waiting until I regained consciousness, I fell to the ground. The palm of my hand was burning. "I had good intentions to help you, why did you return a favor?" I looked at Tong Uan in confusion. "Who needs your help?" He pulled up his pants, his eyes red and shouted loudly: "Manh Thoi Vi, you are truly a white lotus flower!" Tong Uan glared at me fiercely, wishing he could swallow me alive. "Meng Thoi Vi, you just wait!" "There will come a day... you will never fall into my hands!" I will make you cry to the heavens and the sky for no reason, to call the earth and the earth no matter what!"... Blink your eyes. Dark clouds of smoke. A cold male voice echoed from the mist. "Manh Thoi Vi..." "The debt you owe me... what do you intend to pay?" Tong Uan approached me, forcefully pulled my hands above my head, bent down and bit hard on my neck. It hurts so much!" Ah..." I woke up startled and my whole body was drenched in sweat. Instinctively, I reached out to touch my neck. Luckily, it's still intact. Tieu Dao helped me sit up and sadly used a silk scarf to wipe my sweat. "Miss, did you have a nightmare again?" I nodded. Over the past ten years, every time I dream about midnight, Tong Uan always appears in my dreams in all sorts of appearances. His appearance also gradually changed as I grew up. Sometimes fierce and hot-tempered, sometimes gentle and gentle. Just those sharp eyes that seemed to want to force the other person... even now, it still makes me shudder when I think about it. After drinking a jar of cold wine, I reluctantly suppressed the fear in my heart. Who would have thought... It's truly a family's injustice. On the way out shopping, I coincidentally met Tong Uan's triumphant return to the court. That year, the wound on Tong Uun's body had not yet completely healed, so he followed General Song to Bac Cuong. I wonder what he has grown up to now? Is it exactly like Tong Uan in my dream? Unable to contain my curiosity, I also joined the crowd. At the head of the army was a handsome young man. Although his skin is tanned, he still cannot hide his handsome spirit between his eyebrows. He was riding a crimson stallion, with every step his hooves stepped on the green tile floor, a crisp clucking sound could be heard. The ladies carrying bamboo baskets stood on tiptoe and looked. A handkerchief covered half of her red face. At that moment... the teenager on horseback and Tong Uan in my dream gradually overlapped each other. I couldn't help but waved my hand and called softly: "Tong Uan!" I thought my call would be drowned out in the bustling sea of people. Unexpectedly... he actually stopped the horse. "Oh?" The horse raised its head high. Tong Uan sat on horseback, looking down at me from above. His eyes were sharp and cold, as if he wanted to pierce people. Just like the devil in my dream, always entangled with me endlessly. Him

smiled softly. "This general's name... is it also something you can call arbitrarily?"... The stream of people was still flowing back and forth. I stood silently in place, only feeling bitterness in my heart. Tong Uan followed the army and left. Leaving only a cold back. "Miss, are you okay?" Tieu Dao pulled me a few times before I regained consciousness. It felt like there was a choking feeling in my chest that would never go away. No matter how naughty we were when we were children... we are still people who grew up together. Is it necessary? Or... The girl has changed so much growing up that he doesn't recognize me at all? Return to the palace. Mother ordered someone to prepare a sumptuous table of food. Tell him that today an old friend he hasn't seen for many years came to visit. Take me to change clothes and put on makeup. In front of the bronze mirror. The four maids were busy lifting up their Thuc brocade dresses and gold-plated robes, busily serving. Wait until I step out... Tong Yun was already sitting in the main hall with General Song and Lady Song. He replaced his battle robe with a light blue robe like the sky after the rain. The setting sun shines through the slanted window and covers his face. It made that cold and distant look even more noble. "What are you standing there for?" "Hurry up and say hello." Mother gently nudged my arm. At this moment, I was startled and quickly returned to my senses. "Thi Vi would like to ask for peace from Uncle Tong and Aunt Tong." The corner of Tong Uun's lips as sharp as a blade curved slightly. When it was his turn, he didn't even bother to lift his eyelids. Long, slender fingers still leisurely rotated the jade pendant in his hand. Huh. What are you pretending to be? A meal makes our hearts filled with all kinds of emotions. As for Tong Uan, he remained as calm as if this were the Tong family's palace. Father and General Song raised a cup to drink. Mother and Mrs. Tong were originally concubines, and had many private female stories to discuss.