Chapter 1 — Chinh Phi's Chess Game

The best thing a sister can do is to force her pussy tightly. The first time the fifth prince asked his matchmaker to come to his door to ask for his hand, his sister sighed and said: "Your Highness should have a daughter who can take care of court affairs on his behalf. I only know how to make tea and burn incense, I would miss your highness." The fifth prince thought she was not ready yet, so he waited eight months, then came a second time to ask for his hand. The older sister shed tears again: "I heard that Lam Ngu Su's daughter is infatuated with His Highness, how can I be so arrogant to take her love?" Father went to the palace all night to apologize, the mother punished her to kneel in the hall, the fifth prince sent someone to bring ointment to her. Sister knelt on the cushion, the corners of her lips curled up, I saw clearly. The third time, the fifth prince asked her: "Who do you want to complete this time?" She looked at me and smiled gently: "My sister has admired your highness since she was a child, how could it be as much as your highness..." I didn't wait for her to finish speaking before continuing: "I really have admired your highness for a long time." "Moreover, I will not give up the person I like. If your highness marries me, I will not back down, nor will I give in." I put down the teacup. His voice paused for a moment, then slowly opened his mouth: "The good intention of the eldest lady of the Tham family, this time your highness accepts it."... "Your highness, do you really want to marry her?" My father's voice came from the study room. A door away, I could hear not a word missed. Ky Kim Viet sat in the chair, the tea cup in his hand, never touched. "Lord Lam, what I just said was an order from my own mouth. If I have accepted, I will not regret it." My father was silent for a long time, so long that I thought he was about to agree. Then my sister pushed open the study door. She did not announce anything, nor did she perform the ceremony. Two red eyes stood at the door, like a begonia branch bent by the wind and rain. "Your Highness." Her voice was hoarse at just the right moment. "It was I who said the wrong thing first. Your sister is still young and doesn't understand things, your Highness absolutely don't take it seriously." "I just knelt in the hallway for too long, and my mind was confused, so I said such delirious words." "If your highness marries your sister for that, I won't be able to rest in peace for the rest of my life." "Ky Kim Viet did not look at her. He looked at me. I stood in the darkness behind the partition door and saw his eyes go over my sister's shoulder and fall on me. In those eyes, there was consideration, there was exploration, and there was also something I couldn't explain clearly. I don't avoid it. "Your Highness." I took a step forward, entering the light, "Sister loves me, I know. But I won't take back what I said." She turned her head to look at me, tears falling even harder. "Phu Khe, sister..." "Sister." I held her hand, smiling even more gently than hers, "Your Highness, you don't need to worry anymore." Her fingers stiffened in my palm for a moment. My father finally spoke: "Phu Nguyet, you go out first." My sister did not move. She looked at Ky Kim Viet, waiting for him to speak. Ky Kim Viet picked up the tea cup and took a sip, his voice very light. "My eldest lady has understood what I meant, there is no need to say more." "Your Highness!" Sister's voice suddenly rose high, then quickly pressed down again, "Your Highness, I... I'm really worried about you..." "Phu Nguyet!" My father slammed the table. My sister was stunned by that shout. Tears were still hanging on his face, but his expression instantly turned cold. The guy looked at me. That look was exactly like the curvature of the corner of the lips when kneeling on the cushion, only this time there was no more effort to hide it. We pretend like we don't see. After Ky Kim Viet left, my father slammed his palm on the table. "Second son, come here for me." I went into the study room and knelt down formally. "Do you know what you are doing? The fifth prince has asked for his hand three times, every time for your sister!" "Father, I know." "You know?" Father was so angry that he stood up, “Sister

I block out so much rain and wind on your behalf, can't you see? He knelt in the street all night, his knees were so swollen that he couldn't walk..." "Father." I raised my head, "When my sister knelt in the hall, the corners of her lips curled up." The study room was quiet for a moment. His father's expression changed, but was quickly covered by anger. "Nonsense!" "It's not nonsense." My voice was very soft, "The first time she said no, she said she only knew how to make tea and burn incense, but last month she just won against the young lady of the maid's house at the poetry festival." "The second time she said no, she pulled out the daughter of the Lam royal family as a shield. That Miss Lam has never met His Highness, how can you know that someone is in love?" "The third time, she pushed me away." Father opened his mouth and said nothing. "Father, it's not that you don't want to get married. She wants your highness to ask for a fourth or fifth time.” “But your highness is not a rock. After grinding for a long time, it will cool down." I bowed my head. "The daughter who accepted this marriage today is accepting it on behalf of the Lam family. If Your Highness leaves, I won't come back again." Father collapsed and sat back in his chair. It took a long time before he said: "Sister, I won't let go." I know. I knelt on the cold tile floor, my heart clearer than ever. Sister will not let go, so the next path, every step must be stepped on the tip of a knife. "Father, please think again." Early the next morning, sister knelt on the main street. My mother sat next to her. Tears, my father sat in the chair, not saying a word. I stood in the hallway, but the maid stopped me from entering. My sister's voice penetrated the door, each word was like crying tears of blood. "Your Highness and I have known each other for three years. Every time you come to the palace, you sit under the pomegranate tree in my yard." "You once wrote a whole book of Lac Than Phu for me, using the type of Trung Tam paper that I like best." "Father, it's not that I don't want to marry you, I just... I'm just afraid that I'm not worthy of you." My mother couldn't bear it anymore and stood up to help her. "Phu Nguyet, don't kneel anymore, I know your heart..." "Mother, the first time your Highness comes, please bring it to me." a box of plums soaked in honey, said to have made it herself." The sister raised her head, her face streaked with tears, "He said, I heard that you were afraid of sourness so you deliberately added more honey." "For three years, my hospital has kept a box of letters from writers. I remember every moment.” “My sister admires your highness, I don't blame her. But father, mother, the person in your Highness's heart is me..." Mother turned her head to look at father. Father's face was very ugly, but he didn't say anything. He was hesitating. I stood in the hallway listening to those words, not a word of refute. Because what she said was true. Ky Kim Viet really did care about her. Plums soaked in honey, Trung Tam paper, three years under the pomegranate tree, all of it was true. She used these things to play for love. Feeling, I can't refute. In the afternoon, mother came to find me. "Phu Khe, your sister cried all morning." "I know." Mother sighed and sat down next to my bed. "You have understood things since you were young, and you will let your sister do everything. Can I give in one more time this time?" I poured her a cup of tea, without replying. "My sister said, it can be used as a concubine." The teapot paused for a moment. Mother didn't pay attention and continued: "Your father also thinks it's best. No matter what, your highness still has a sister in her heart. If I go into the palace alone, what if..." "Mother." I put down the teapot, my voice very calm. "Sister pushed Your Highness away three times, until finally Your Highness chose me. Now that she wants to follow in, what will your Highness think of the Lam family?" Mother was stunned. "Your Highness will feel that my family is making fun of you like a fool." "No, my sister is sincere..." "Mother, I have

Whether it's sincere or not, your Highness has to judge for yourself. But if I say anything, His Highness will only feel that I am the same person." Mother's face became more unsightly. She opened her mouth to say something, outside a maid came in to report, the fifth prince sent someone to bring a list of bride-price gifts, invited Lord Lam to take a look. Mother hurriedly left. At dusk, father entered the palace. He did not tell me what he was going to do, but I guessed it. Before curfew, he returned, his face ashen as if he had just been seriously ill. tran.“Dien ha noi…”Ong ngoi tren ghe thai su, giong rat tram.“Neu nha ho Lam nhat quyet de Phu Nguyet cung ga vao, nguoi co the dong y. The main concubine is Phu Khe, the concubine is Phu Nguyet. This is a person's final limit." When I heard this sentence, my palms tightened. Not because of self-pity. But because Ky Kim Viet's reaction was exactly as I expected. He was not willing to volunteer, he was saving face for the Lam family. The position of main concubine was the last bit of dignity he kept for himself. Sister stood behind the screen, her face pale. Trac concubine. She acted for three years, what she was waiting for was a concubine. "Father. Dear, did your Highness really say that?" "On black and white paper, the palace has already prepared the decree." Sister bit her lower lip, saying nothing for a long time. Then she smiled. "Okay, I'm married." That smile was different from the curvature of the table. This time, it was really gritted teeth. "Phu Khe, here you come." Three days before the big wedding, Ky Kim Viet sent a carriage from the palace to pick me up. Father stood at the door, wanting to say it again. Mother pulled my hand. My shirt refused to let go, my eyes were red. Before I got on the carriage, I turned around and saw that the window in her room was half open. She was watching, but she didn't come out. No, after entering the fifth prince's palace, I realized why Ky Kim Viet welcomed me first. "There are many rules in the palace. If there were a mistake on the big wedding day, the Royal Palace's chapter could bury the entire East Palace manuscript." When he said this, he stood at the study door, holding a scroll of documents in his hand, not even intending to sit down and talk to me. I lowered my eyes and obediently replied: "Yes." He looked at me, turned around and left. The matriarch took me around the palace. The main courtyard is clean and tidy, everything that should be there is enough, but there is no special intention. "Your Highness has instructed, the main concubine is in the main courtyard, the concubine's courtyard is in the eastern courtyard, the arrangements have already begun." I nodded and did not ask anything. Mom hesitated for a moment: "Miss... no, the future princess, there is something I don't know if I should say it or not." "Ma, just say it." "His Royal Highness has not been in a good mood these past two days. The day the edict was given, His Highness sat in the study room all night, burning that copy of Lac Than Phu." My steps paused for a moment, then continued to walk forward. "From now on, Mom, you don't need to mention these words to anyone else." "Yes." That night, I sat alone in the main courtyard. The candlelight flickered several times, Ky Kim Viet's shadow appeared at the door. He did not go in, stood in the hallway, as if hesitating for a long time before opening his mouth. "She was sleeping. yet?”“No. Your Highness, please come in." He went in, sat at the table, silent for a long time. I poured him a cup of tea, placed it next to his hand. He did not drink. "Lin Phu Khe." "The goddess is present." "Are what you said that day true?" I put down the teapot and looked at him seriously. "Your Highness really wants to listen?" He raised his eyes. "I know in your heart it is your sister." The candlelight jumped again.