Chapter 6 — Brother Wanted To Harm Me, I Gave Him A Gift

I gently squeezed the fan in my hand, my eyes as sharp as a knife: Tong Chieu Da... Tong Chieu Da... Let's see how you can be with the person in your heart to have silver hair and white teeth. Ten days later, Tong Chieu Da honored his ancestors and returned to his hometown in radiant glory. At Kim Lang City, people poured into the streets, jostling to look forward to the appearance of Poinsettia Lang, as bustling as a spring festival. He was dressed in purple robes, riding on a tall horse, with a handsome appearance like an angel descending to earth. Pink sleeves were everywhere, countless girls turned their bewildered eyes towards him. As soon as he returned to the palace, Tong Chieu Da heard that his marriage had been arranged. In the hall, he stood straight, his face dark and scary:

“Mother, what do you mean?”

Lady Song smiled gently, raised her hand to offer her concubine:

“Miss Vuong is dignified and gentle, with outstanding morals.

Marrying you is a match made in heaven." Tong Chieu Da hissed each word through his teeth:

“I'm not getting married.”

“Extreme!” – Lady Tong slammed the table and shouted:

“Marriage is a big deal,

It's a parent's command, a matchmaker's hint. Where is your turn to be so random?!” Tong Chieu Da smiled coldly, his eyes swept around the high gift box, and finally fell on his mother's face:

“People think…

With these things, you can force me to bow my head?" The night was as black as ink, the candlelight swayed, illuminating a corner of the room red. The bars moved slightly, Tan Tu Chuoc turned around and flew in. His dark red robe blew a light breeze, making the air even more hazy. I am standing in front of the bronze mirror, leisurely removing the brooch. In the mirror, the silhouette of a man was reflected, half lying and half leaning on the soft tower, the corners of his lips were smiling, and his eyes were deep and unfathomable.

“We haven't seen each other for a few days,

Miss Giang looks like she's very idle." I deliberately did not turn my head, just gently stroked my long, silky hair, without any haste. He smiled softly, suddenly wrapping his arms around me from behind. Chin resting on my shoulder, warm breath in my ear, soft as feathers:

“Heartless little thing…”

Long, slender fingers gently touched the bridge of my nose, his voice carrying three parts reluctance, seven parts pampering:

“Looks like I've been caught by you.”

He suddenly lowered his voice:

“Tong Chieu Da has sent someone to investigate the Royal Family.”

Each of his fingers wrapped around a strand of my hair, slowly stroking it:

“Do you need me to take action?”

I raised my eyebrows and shook my head slightly:

“Let him investigate.”

"Aren't you afraid he'll find out it's because you're playing tricks behind the scenes?"

In the mirror, I curled my lips slightly and smiled faintly:

“What if we find out?

Does he dare to refuse the kiss? The royal family is a noble family in Kim Lang land, and the daughter of that family is the younger sister of the royal concubine. No matter how much Tong Chieu Da hates me, he dares to bet his life's future just because of a fit of anger? Tan Tu Chuoc's eyes suddenly darkened, he suddenly turned around, his fingertips lightly brushing his lips:

“You… are much more cruel than I thought.”

I gently bit his finger. He suddenly tightened his grip on my wrist, forcefully pressing me down under the thick brocade blanket. His breath was hot, like fire spreading to his skin.

“On the contrary—

I like it even more.” It was late at night, in the middle of the Giang family's palace, the fire was burning high. I stood in the darkness, coldly watching the bandits break open the gate, the gleam of the swords reflected blood, and the screams. Screams and cries rent the night. Finally… they came. Although the time was different from the previous life, the blood and killing remained unchanged. It's just that, in this life, I have already prepared it. I deliberately hesitated for a moment before leading people into the main courtyard. Father collapsed in a pool of blood, his right leg was cut off at the ankle, his face was as white as paper. Mother huddled in the corner, her eyes empty, her mouth constantly repeating two words:

“Hac Lam… Hac Lam…”

And my good elder brother – Giang Hac Lam, his throat was slit, his eyes wide open forever frozen in horror. It's still the same way of dying, exactly like the previous life.

“There is another group of bandits who have kidnapped the young lady of the Vuong family!”

A familiar voice rang out — Tan Tu Trach rushed over the wall, his face as heavy as lead. I threw myself onto the horse, the corners of my lips curling up into a cold smile:

“Chase!”

The night wind howled, the horse's hooves hit the ground like thunder.