Chapter 2 — Chinh Phi's Chess Game

"That day I continued, using magic to stimulate the generals. Your Highness was rejected by your sister three times, the third time she pushed me away, your highness couldn't swallow the anger in her heart so she agreed." Ky Kim Viet's fingers tightened. "But your highness." I bowed my head, my voice was very low, "My admiration for your Highness is true." "Since the first time I met your Highness at the spring banquet until now, it has been three years. Every time you mentioned your Highness, I could only listen next to you, not daring to say another word." "I know I am not as good as your Highness. She knows how to write poetry, play the piano, the whole capital praises her for her good qualities." "I don't know anything, I only know how to do one thing. If Your Highness marries me, I will absolutely do it." Don't retreat, never give in." Ky Kim Viet was silent for a long time. It took so long that I thought he was going to tell me to get out. Then he picked up the cooled cup of tea and took a sip. "If I had made you my main concubine, I would not mistreat you." "In matters of your sister, I have my own limits." I bowed my head, hiding the barely perceptible curve of the corner of my lips in the darkness of my sleeve. "I thank you, Your Highness." Less than a stick of incense after he left, my father's errand boy secretly delivered the letter. There was only one sentence on the letter: My sister broke all the porcelain in the room, my mother couldn't stop it. I brought the letter close to the candle and watched it burn into ashes. Three days later, there was a big wedding. "The main concubine entered the palace first, the concubine entered after an hour or so." That was the rule set by Ky Kim Viet. When the red veil was on my head, I heard two rounds of fireworks outside. The first batch is mine, the second batch is yours. In between, there was exactly an hour, which felt like a lifetime. After drinking appropriate wine, Ky Kim Viet lifted the veil for me. He looked at my face, his expression was not happy, but it was not rude either. "In the future, in the palace, if you have any resentment, please say so." "Your Highness, I am not resentful." He did not stay long, put down his chopsticks and left. Mom wants to talk again, so look at me. I personally took off the brooch and changed into a light outfit. "Your Highness, Your Highness has arrived at the eastern courtyard." "Yes." "Aren't you angry?" "Mama, prepare a bowl of porridge and bird's nest for me. I've been traveling all day, I'm hungry." When the porridge was delivered, the sound of banging was heard from the eastern courtyard. It was quite a distance so I couldn't hear it clearly, but I could hear the high-pitched voice of my sister. "Trac concubine? Why would you let me do this?" "I waited three years, three years!" Then there was Ky Kim Viet's deep voice, I couldn't hear what he said clearly. The sound of smashing stopped. A moment later, there was no more sound. I drank all the porridge and told my mother to clean the bowl. That night Ky Kim Viet did not return to the main courtyard. The next day, my sister came earlier than me. She changed into a light yellow dress, her face was gentle, her smile was full of eyes, as if the person who broke porcelain last night was not her. "Sister, did you sleep well last night?" "Thank you for your concern, it was very good." "Your Highness was afraid that I was new and not used to it, so stayed and talked to me for half the night." She lowered her eyes, looking shy, "I've missed something when Your Highness is with me, sister, don't blame me." I smiled. "You and Your Highness have had a relationship for many years, how can you blame me." She was satisfied. When satisfied, her chin will tilt up slightly. She has had this movement since she was little. In the following days, sister and Ky Kim Viet were like glue and paint. Out of three days, there were two and a half days when Ky Kim Viet stayed at the winter camp. Every time you see me, your sister has to remind you. "Sister, last night His Highness read a poem to me. After reading half of it, I burst into laughter. Tell me, aren't you a very childish person?" "Sister, Your Highness said that the tea I brewed is better than the tea room in the palace. From now on, I will prepare the morning tea." "Sister, Your Highness just got a bunch of brocade, said the color suited me, and told me to make clothes." Do you want to choose a bunch?” Every time, she said yes

Smile gently and intimately, like you're sharing, not boasting. But after she finished speaking, she would definitely look into my eyes, waiting to catch a hint of jealousy or awkwardness. I have never let her down. Each time, he slightly lowered his eyes, the smile at the corner of his lips retracted a bit, his voice lowered a bit. "You and your highness are in harmony like iron, I'm happy for you two." What she wanted to see was my tolerance and gloom, so I showed her. The things that really catch our attention are never on the surface. That day, my sister ordered someone to give me a plate of cinnamon flower cake, saying it was given by His Highness, but she couldn't eat it all so she gave me half. When the maid brought it in, there was a piece of paper on the bottom of the plate. On the paper it was written: If the royal concubine is reasonable, she should report her illness to the sage. I turned the paper over, folded it neatly, and stuffed it into my sleeve pocket. We ate two pieces of cinnamon flower cake. Not difficult to eat. One twilight, my sister deliberately mentioned me in front of Ky Kim Viet. "Your Highness, these past few days my sister has been sitting alone in the hospital, looking very pitiful. Would you like to come over and be my companion?" When she said this, her tone was extremely sincere, her eyes were still waiting for Ky Kim Viet to refuse. Sure enough, Ky Kim Viet shook his head. "If she has something to do, she will come find me." The sister pursed her lips and smiled, leaning on his shoulder.