Chapter 5 — Brother Wanted To Harm Me, I Gave Him A Gift

You will never be as good as big brother Chieu Da!” In a fit of rage, Giang Hac Lam roughly pushed her away. Lam Thu Y staggered and hit the edge of the sharp wooden table. Blood splattered, staining the floor red. But my "good brother" - just coldly turned around and left, not even bothering to look back. By the time the maid discovered it, her body had long been cold. The white moonlight... finally shattered like ceramic. Her death — no need for me to lift a finger. Because in this life, everything... has changed. After Lam Thu Y died, she was still the ivory white moonlight in the hearts of Tong Chieu Da and Giang Hac Lam. She passed away from illness, Tong Chieu Da held her body, his eyes were red, looking at me like he was looking at a murderer:

“Jiang Tuyet Ngan, you owe her your life in this life.”

But "good brother" Giang Hac Lam went crazy and beat me to death.

“Jiang Tuyet Ngan, it was you who killed her!”

The whole world blames me. But now... Her body was quickly cleaned up, and even the shrine was carelessly set up with a few incense sticks to make it through the day. To the outside world, it was only said that she was sick. Lam Thu Y had always had a reputation for having a weak body, no one suspected her. And the only maid who witnessed the truth that day? It was early to go down to Hoang Tuyen. Perfect. Couldn't be more perfect. I stood in the hallway, slowly sipping each melon seed. Each "crack" sounded... as if gnawing a slow, sweet retribution. I - Giang Tuyet Ngan - do not need to act. But the sky's net is majestic, returning to us every drop of blood, every unjust sound of our past lives. The news that Tong Chieu Da passed the poinsettia passed to Kim Lang, and the Tong family became as bustling as a festival one night. Matchmakers trampled on the doorsteps, competing to offer concubines, portraits of noble ladies were lined up in the hall of the Song Palace. Lady Tong laughed so much that she couldn't close her mouth. She boasted to everyone she met:

"My family Chieu Da has been intelligent since childhood. Now that the golden board has named him, he must be blessed by his ancestors."

But I know clearly... Underneath that gentle mask is a chillingly cruel and cunning mind. Right after Tong Chieu Da passed the exam, Mrs. Tong quickly found someone to take him to his room. She put medicine in her son's soup, then ordered her maternal niece - Lieu Nhu Yen - a willowy lady who had been drugged, to be pushed into Tong Chieu Da's room. The next morning, Tong Chieu Da angrily shouted:

“Mother! What are you doing?!”

Mrs. Tong calmly turned her head and pointed at me and said:

“It was Tuyet Ngan's arrangement. He was afraid that his service wouldn't be attentive, so he wanted to find a replacement."

Even if I had a hundred mouths, I wouldn't be able to say a single word. Tong Chieu Da smiled coldly and ordered someone to bring a bowl of medicine:

“You like taking medicine that much? Well then… taste it yourself.”

The medicinal properties of that medicine were so strong that my whole body burned like fire, I rolled around miserably, I could no longer maintain any dignity. As for Mrs. Tong, she stood next to her and smiled gently like a loving mother, saying:

"Tuyet Ngan, a woman relies on modesty, like you, it's hard to hear rumors outside."

Tong Chieu Da hasn't returned home yet, but Lady Song is already preparing to arrange the marriage. I just smiled softly. People who want to act? We will lift the curtain and watch the drama. It's just a pity... people forgot, I am no longer the Giang Tuyet Ngan of my previous life. I stood in the opposite tea house Song Palace, slowly holding a cup of tea, cold eyes looking at the crowd of termites moving in and out like shuttles.

"Miss, let's go back to the palace..." Xuan Tuyet spoke softly, her voice worried and cautious.

I smiled slightly, put down the tea cup, my voice was light but deep:

“What's the hurry?

Great play… just opened.” Tong Chieu Da, aren't you a filial son? Then in this life... I want to see, when your mother betrayed you, how filial you still plan to be! I ordered a rumor to be spread out:

“The Queen's daughter - Miss Vuong - is kind and dignified, destined for prosperity,

They are a perfect match for the poinsettia lang." Sure enough, in less than a day... Lady Song hastily invited a match, brought a whole cart of bride-price, and personally knocked on the door of the Royal Palace.

"Lady Vuong, your young lady is dignified and gentle. If you can marry into the Tong family, it must be a blessing for our family for three generations!"

Mrs. Vuong smiled brightly, immediately nodded, and accepted the marriage.