Chapter 1 — Crown Prince Competing With Ch?

I am a blind man, yet I was married to the current Crown Prince - Han Triet. Han Triet's mouth is stiff and his temper is hot-tempered. Every time he takes me out, he is always unhappy: "Can you still live without me?" Until his advisor brought a guide dog. Since then, Han Triet... has been unemployed. That night, I heard the Crown Prince angrily scolding—"You bastard! If you don't give anything, give it to a dog!" "You have a dog now, what about me? What should I do?!" "And you too! Why are you wagging your tail? Being her dog is a blessing that I had to pray for many years to get, so why did you take it away?!" 01 I was born blind. After many years of treatment, I could only vaguely see human silhouettes. My father has been saving money for me since I was young. Stuffing each coin into the clay jar, he said: "A Tu, don't be afraid, I will save a lot of money for you!" Later, seeing that saving money was too slow, he made a big deal. He followed the neighbor Uncle Han, carried a knife and went out to fight people. Seven years later, the world changed hands. Uncle Han became the new emperor, my father also had the merit of following the dragon, becoming a marquis and worshiping generals. At the banquet in the palace, the new emperor held my father's hand. The two men held hands and looked at each other, remembering the past, hugging each other and sobbing. After drinking a lot of wine, the emperor patted my father on the shoulder: "Brother, what else do you want? Big brother agrees!" My father sniffed his nose, suddenly angry: "My daughter is not married yet." Later, he remembered that when he sobered up, he intended to ask me to be appointed a princess, then find a son-in-law to live with. Who would have thought that the old emperor was so generous, he immediately patted the table: "A Tu is a good lady!" With a wave of your hand, give me your son. The whole dynasty's civil and martial arts complexion changed, some people complained, some coughed. The Emperor was silent for a moment, then suddenly understood: "Oh, the crown prince cannot marry off." So, I became the Crown Princess. 02 The second day after the wedding, we went to the palace to pay our respects. The emperor is commenting in the royal study. Rewarding a pile of silk is a treasure. She waved her hand and said the queen missed her, telling us to go to Phuong Nghi palace. The long arc, a piece of silence. I held onto the servant's hand, my fingertips clenched tightly. A bit panicked. My mother passed away early. After my father went to war, I was raised in the Han family's palace. Over the years, the person who took care of me the most was Lu Di, now the queen. Lu Di is a powerful woman. The Han family's success in the world is indispensable without her planning. She is smart, decisive, and always sees things three-part deeper. So I think, she definitely does not approve of this marriage. The position of Crown Princess is too important. I am blind, how can I take charge? This marriage was completely inspired by the emperor when he was drunk. For the crown prince, for the court, it is not a good choice. Lu Di must have been very disappointed in her heart. The more I think, the heavier my heart becomes. The bricks in the palace underfoot seem to be uneven. A moment of panic, I staggered forward. “Ah——” the maid cried out softly, unable to stop in time. A hand reached out, supporting my arm. “Don't you know how to get there?” Han Triet's voice rang out. He pushed the servant away and held my hand himself. The arc was long and Han Triet's palm was very hot. He held my hand, step by step. 03 Just entering Phuong Nghi Palace, Han Triet was called inside by Aunt Lu. I held half a piece of lotus cake and sat in the outer hall chew slowly. There was a faint voice inside, not clearly heard. Only occasionally did Han Triet raise his voice and call out "Mother!" Bring some shame and frustration. The cake is sweet and sticky in the throat. We take small sips of tea to drift down. The palace staff remained silent, only the lid of the cup rang softly. A long time later, the sound of footsteps came. Han Triet walked out, carrying a small gust of wind as he passed. He didn't say anything, just knocked on my armrest. Lu Di's female official smiled and invited me inside. The incense room was quiet, the cold scent that Aunt Lu often used. She held my hand and let me sit next to her. “A Tu,” her voice was gentle, “we're married, there are a few things to learn.” I nodded: "You just say it." "For example, you must know how to treat your husband." I was stunned. Not what we think. She said, men have bad habits by nature and cannot be over-indulged. Benefits yourself, can often be comforting. But when it comes to establishing rules, you absolutely must not be soft-hearted. If he's tough, you have to be even tougher. He was confused, so I just remained cold to him. You can't give too much candy. If you give too much, you won't appreciate it. "You must let him understand that your gentleness is not something he takes for granted. He must appreciate your smile." Her finger gently traced my palm, carrying instructions. Stepping out from Phuong Nghi palace, Han Triet was leaning on the porch. Seeing me coming out, he lifted his eyelids slightly. "What did mother say to you? It's been so long." I tilted my head to look at him, smiling softly. “Mother taught me a few principles.” “What morality?” “Husband and wife ethics.” Han Triet suddenly coughed, as if choking on saliva. After a while, she choked out a sentence: "...You should learn something serious!" 04 On the third day, I visited my mother's house. As soon as the car curtain opened, Han Triet jumped out first. He turned around and reached out to help my arm get out of the car. As soon as his feet touched the ground, my father stepped forward. Han Triet cleared his throat, and without saying any greetings, he began to announce the name of the dish. "Dad, I want to eat braised pork trotters, eight treasure duck, crab-filled lion's head, stewed fennel fish..." He immediately listed seven or eight dishes, all from our chef's cabinet. My father laughed: "I knew you wanted to eat! Lunch is ready! Don't worry!" Han Triet's eyes lit up: "That's great! Dad, for dinner I want fish fillet braised in rice wine, shrimp stir-fried in oil, braised goat meat, and fresh bamboo shoot soup stewed with ham." Me: “…” My father: “…” The atmosphere was quiet in the blink of an eye. My father took a deep breath and patted his chest: "...Okay!" Han Triet was satisfied: "Thank you, father!"