Chapter 1 — Beauty B/Illness? With one kick I will kick away the Lord of War

I am a famous beauty throughout the capital. Today the wind was just a little stronger, I had to stay in bed for 3 days. Tomorrow the tea will only cool half a cup, and I will have to take medicine continuously for half a month. The doctor sighed for me more times than I breathed in my entire life. Everyone thought that I wouldn't live to be 20 years old, and my noble children and grandchildren would avoid me as if they were avoiding evil, fearing that if they were careless they would marry me. This fragile glass beauty, when she returned home, before dawn, she would have to wear mourning clothes. I happily enjoyed the leisurely scene, until at the celebration party, the tipsy Emperor suddenly proposed my marriage to Ve Chieu, the famous and fierce Marquis of Dinh Bac. At the moment the decree was read, I clenched my palms, tried to hold back my laughter, used all my life's acting talent to force out two tears, my body tilted and fell straight to the ground.

“Goddess... I'm just a weak willow branch, I'm... afraid I'm not worthy of Marquis..."

Lying on the cold tile floor of the main hall, even though it was a layer of sleeves away, I could still clearly feel my arm that had trained Kim Chung Trao for 18 years, hard enough to break a walnut. As soon as the Holy Decree was given, the whole main hall was immediately in an uproar. My father, who was in the royal court, his old face immediately sank more violently than an avalanche on Truong Bach Mountain, and he knelt down with a thud.

"Your Majesty, this young lady's body is weak. I'm afraid she is not the wife of the Marquis!"

The Emperor took a gulp of wine and swung his hand vigorously.

"Dear Khanh, don't worry, this boy Ve Chieu's murderous aura is too strong. I searched all over the capital, only your daughter's eight characters can calm him down!"

I prostrated myself on the ground and almost couldn't help but laugh out loud like a pig. Suppress him? With this body of mine, I'm afraid I have to use ashes to calm it down, right? This old Emperor, for the most part, couldn't think of what reward to give to Dinh Bac Hau Ve Chieu, so he simply packed me, this "waste" item, and threw it out, even if it was trash, there was still a place for it to be used. After all, who doesn't know that Dinh Bac Hau Ve Chieu is the living King of Hell crawling out of the sea of blood and mountain of corpses in the Northern realm. It is said that he is nine meters tall, has big shoulders and a bear's back, can eat an entire cow in one meal, and when angry, he can twist people's heads down to use a potty to urinate at night. Such a handsome man, paired with a sick beauty like me. It's a perfect match, really a perfect match. When I was helped up by the maid, I quietly glanced at the legendary man. He stood there in a dark brocade robe, with a tall, straight figure. It's not as tall as the rumored nine meters tall, but it's actually quite a bit taller than normal people. Under the light, half of his face was in darkness, he couldn't see his face clearly, he could only see those eyes so sharp that they seemed to be able to pierce people's hearts. It seemed he noticed my eyes and looked over. Our four eyes met, I immediately lowered my eyes, my shoulders trembled slightly, showing the appearance of a frightened little deer.

“Master Marquis... in the future, please give me more instructions.”

I pinched my voice, the sound was so small that it was no different from the buzzing of a mosquito. Ve Chieu said nothing, just looked at me and smiled meaningfully. After that night, the bride price of Dinh Bac palace was carried almost into a stream into the Thai deputy's palace we. Mother wiped away my tears while preparing my dowry, muttering non-stop.

"My poor daughter, if Ve Chieu dares to bully you, even if I risk my old life, I will..."

“Mother.”

I interrupted her, raised my head from the pile of food, an innocent look on my face.

"Did Marquis beat me? I heard he was very fierce."

Mother choked, hugged me and cried even harder. Father was in the study room, sighing and sighing, calling my brother, who was also the court's Poinsettia Lang, the maid Hoa Van Canh, to secretly discuss.

"Canh, tomorrow I'll give my confession, tell my sister to cough up blood and won't be able to live more than 3 more days!"

“Father, I used this trick last month.”

“Then say it has atrial fibrillation and bites everyone it meets!”

“Father, I used this trick two years ago.”

Hoa Van Canh's face was full of awkwardness.

“Or... just say my sister is actually a man?”

My father was so angry that he picked up a ruler and tried to hit him. I leaned outside the door, listening to the sounds of chickens flying and dogs barking in the room, but there was not a single wave in my heart.