Chapter 3 — Beauty B/Illness? With one kick I will kick away the Lord of War

I am Lam Dai Ngoc from Dream of the Red Chamber. I held my head, looking at him with teary eyes.

“Maquis…”

Ve Chieu himself took off his clothes, revealing his strong upper body underneath. His body was covered with scars, big and small, new and old, interwoven like a fierce map. He picked up the jar of wine on the table, tilted his head back and took a big sip, then walked towards me step by step.

“Hoa Dien.”

He called my name, his eyes carrying a wild look that was hard to hide.

“From today onwards, you are my woman.”

I retreated to the corner of the bed in fear.

“Master Marquis, I... I'm not feeling well...”

He smiled, revealing two chillingly white teeth.

"Across this capital, who doesn't know that the First Lady of the Grand Palace is a medicine jar?"

He leaned closer, trapping me between his arms and the bed.

“But it's okay.”

He lifted my chin, forcing me to look straight at him.

“I don't care.”

The strong smell of alcohol mixed with his masculine breath enveloped everyone. Our mind is empty. All previously prepared plans are completely ineffective. Just when I thought he was going to use force and was about to kick him off the bed, he suddenly let me go.

“Just tease her.”

He sat up, lazily leaned against the headboard, using a completely different look, full of scrutiny, to evaluate me.

“The appearance is really not bad, what a pity.”

I was stunned.

“What a pity?”

“Unfortunately, it was a short-lived ghost.”

He took my hand, put it in his palm and played with it. His palm was very hot, covered with rough calloused layers, rubbing so much that my soft skin felt a bit painful.

"My mother said that marrying her was to bring joy to me."

He said slowly.

“You said the murderous aura on my body is too heavy, I need someone like you…”

“Good luck protection.”

Turns out I'm not trash. Which is the auspicious mascot?

“So what about you?”

I mustered up the courage to ask.

“Does Marquis also think so?”

He slightly raised his eyebrows. The scar is rumored to have been left from the battlefield, making his whole body even more ferocious. He suddenly leaned closer, almost touching the tip of his nose to mine.

“I see…”

He lowered his voice, slowly enunciating each word.

“You pretend to be tired, aren't you?”

My heart suddenly skipped a beat in that moment. His dark pupils reflected my panicked face. I tried to stay calm, my eyelashes trembled slightly, and I forced out a weak smile.

"What are you talking about? I... I don't understand..."

“Don't understand?”

He smiled softly, reached out to take off the heavy phoenix crown on my head, and my long hair immediately fell loose.

“So how about this?”

Suddenly, he reached out and gently pinched the soft flesh on my side. My whole body jumped, I almost jumped straight out of bed! That is my death point when practicing! Besides myself, only my master knows!

“It seems I understand.”

He happily withdrew his hand, his eyes full of interest.

“The Phu Ho Quyen of the Thai Deputy Palace is not bad.”

"It's just that the attack is not steady enough, and the breathing is still chaotic."

My face immediately turned pale. This man not only knew that I was faking my illness. But you can also see my martial arts style! Who is he anyway? I looked at him, completely speechless.

“What should I do?”

He lay down and patted the empty space next to him.

“Come here, sleep.”

I'm stiff in place, not moving. He tilted his head to look at me.

“Are you afraid I will eat you?”

“I have no interest in a ‘corpse’.”

When he said the word "corpse", he deliberately emphasized it. I gritted my teeth, knowing that tonight could not continue. I decided not to pretend anymore, with one hand I pulled down all the jewelry that was entangled, lying next to him, but eight feet away from him.

“You know everything, why do you still want to marry me?”

I asked coldly.

“Because it's interesting.”

In the darkness, his voice sounded vague.

“The whole capital was deceived by her.”

“Only I know the truth.”

“Don't you find that very interesting?”

I just want to punch him in the head. He turned around, his back facing me.

“Don't think about running away in the middle of the night or assassinating me.”

“In this palace, even the dogs I raise are more powerful than the guards of the Grand Deputy Palace.”

I was so angry that my liver hurt, but I also knew what he said was the truth. I closed my eyes and stayed awake all night. Early the next morning, I carried two dark circles under my eyes and continued to play the role of the weak and fragile Mrs. Hou. During the tea ceremony, old lady Ve, who is also my husband's mother, held my hand, her face full of sadness.

“Very good.”

“Last night... Ve Chieu didn't do anything to you, right?”