Chapter 6 — Bad Mi

"I don't want to live my whole life with someone I don't like." "I also don't want my parents to continue to worry about me." "Tong Uan." "If you have a secret illness, in the future, marrying someone else will be frowned upon." "If only you would marry me." Tong Uan bowed his head in silence for a long time. "Manh Thoi Vi." "Do you know what you are saying?" I mustered up the courage to hold his cold hand and seriously said: "Anyway, we have to get married." Because of marrying someone else... I'd rather marry you." "Tong Uan." "Our two mothers are inherently concubines." "Uncle Song will certainly not let me suffer." "Moreover..." "If I cure your secret disease in the future, I will also help you marry a few more concubines." "I wonder where else in this world can find a wife as generous as me?" "By then, you will have all your children and grandchildren... you still have to thank me." Tong Uan withdrew his hand. Smiling coldly. "You're really kind." "You've calculated everything for me." "So..." "Do you agree?" I looked at him expectantly. He just sighed softly. "Let me think." "What else are you thinking about?" Tieu Dao finally couldn't help it. She pulled me behind her. "My lady was forced to marry by the Ly family." "After all..." "It's because of you!" Tong Uan looked at Tieu Dao with suspicion. "What does it have to do with me?" "Why doesn't it have to do with me?" "Since the day you came to Bac Cuong." "Every year, my lady has released flower lanterns to pray for your safety." "If last year when you went to release flower lanterns, you wouldn't have been spotted by the playboy son of the Ly family, today there wouldn't be much going on today." Like that!" Tieu Dao said in one breath. To the point that Tong Uan didn't know how to respond at all. "You just come to my house's Buddhist hall and see." "The scriptures under the Buddhist altar are so full that there's almost no space left." "They are every stroke and every word that my lady hand-copied to bless you." "Young lady is so sincere towards you." "And yet since the day you returned... you have been so indifferent to people." Having finished speaking, Tieu Dao grabbed my hand and pulled me towards the carriage. "Miss." "Don't talk too much to me." him too." "At worst, we'll both become nuns." "The slave will stay by your side." Tong Uan stood in a daze under the moonlight, not knowing what he was thinking. The silver armor under the moonlight accentuated his proud appearance. It's truly cruel. Having come to this point... why do I still have the heart to look at him? Truly... eating and drinking and the love between men and women are all human nature. It's just that I can't suppress the self-pity in my heart. Soon my eyes blurred. Even when returning to the room. Tears still kept falling. … Early morning. I rubbed my eyes, which were red and swollen from crying, and sat feeling sorry for myself. "Miss!" Tieu Dao's call mixed with the cold air of early autumn, startling the flock of swallows that had just nested under the eaves. "Your Majesty has given instructions!" "Best marriage for you and little General Song!" "What?" I didn't have time to comb my hair or put on makeup, I picked up my dress and ran straight to the main hall. Mrs. Tong is sitting in the chair. She and my mother quietly discussed the day of adoption. (The wedding ceremony is the opening ceremony in the traditional marriage system (Luc ceremony), equivalent to today's wedding ceremony.) Tong Uan obediently sat on the chair next to him. Listen to the tinkling sound of pearl curtains hitting each other. His fingers holding the green porcelain tea cup suddenly tightened. The pharynx also moves slightly with the rhythm of swallowing. The phoenix's eyes, which were always sharp, slowly looked towards me. "Oh my god!" "My ancestors!" "Why are you running out dressed like this?" Mother stood up in panic. Hastily stood in front of the person, covering the traditional clothes on his body. Mrs. Tong bowed her head and took a sip of tea, smiling softly without saying anything. Only Tong Uan. He kept looking straight at me without any intention of avoiding. "Providence

kiss..." "Has it really come true?" I looked at Tong Uan and asked. He nodded slightly. A bit of embarrassment seemed to flash in his eyes and then immediately turned his head away, not looking at me anymore. … After they left. Mother hugged me, gently comforting me. "Mother secretly asked Mrs. Tong." "Tong Uan's secret illness..." "It must have been cured a long time ago." "That year it was just because it was tied for too long that it became like that." "You just leave it alone." heart." "Lady Song promised me." "Wait for me to marry there." "She will love you like her own daughter." "At that time..." "You will have another mother." After that, mother told me many things. But... I only had one sentence lingering in my mind. "Tong Uan's secret illness must have been cured a long time ago. "Is he... really cured? … No one dares to disobey His Majesty's orders. The Ly family's faces turned gray. Tieu Dao stood at the gate, biting melon seeds, scolding: "You rotten heart." "Don't you dare bring any trash to the Manh family's palace." Perhaps to show their respect for me, in less than a month, the Song family prepared more than two hundred gift boxes. Then they went around the whole capital. Then they arrived at the gate of the Manh family's palace The outside yard was packed to the point where there was almost no place to put my feet. My mother held my hand and carefully checked each gift box. "This amount of gifts..." "It doesn't look like it was prepared in one day." "It looks like it was prepared for a long time." "The Song family is really thoughtful." I bowed my head and counted the boxes placed in front of them. The two large boxes were full of the most popular designs now. "Yes." I softly echoed my mother's words. Tong Uan... is truly very pleased.