Chapter 4 — Cui Van Chieu

"You said... you already have someone in your heart." "You can't get close to me." "I know... that person is you." "Sister, I'm begging you." "Can you advise me just once?" "I'm your wife... do I have to keep my mouth shut for the rest of my life..." I took a step back, widening the distance. "Your Highness, you've found the wrong person." "I have no right to interfere in the matter between husband and wife." She hurriedly said. grabbed my sleeve. "But only you can advise him!" "Sister, even if you pity me..." I interrupted her. "On Du Lan." "That year it was you who wanted to marry him." "Now that you have tasted the bitter fruit, you should bear it yourself." "What does it have to do with me?" Her face immediately turned pale. Before I could say more, I heard footsteps behind me. Te Dien. He wore a black brocade robe and stood under an apricot tree. I don't know how long I've been listening. He calmly spoke: "Du Lan, you go home first." On Du Lan looked at him, then looked at me. In the end, he just bowed his head and quietly left. In the apricot garden... Only me and him left. … My face turned cold. I turned around to leave. "Van Chieu." He called me. My steps stopped. He looked at me intently. "For half a year..." "I kept repeating the same dream." "In the dream, I married you." "I was cold to you for ten years." "Finally, she died of illness on a winter night..." "I just hugged her body, regretting it too quickly." My breath suddenly choked. Is he... also resurrected? Are not. Incorrect. If he is truly reincarnated, he must have full memories. According to what he said... Those were just interrupted dreams. I calmly replied: "It's just a dream." His voice was hoarse. "But everything in the dream... was so real." "I dreamed that she cooked soup for me." "I knocked down that bowl of soup myself, burning her hand." "I dreamed that her father died in battle." "But I ignored it." "I dreamed that she had a high fever." "The maid came to beg me to invite the doctor." "But I just said... told her to wait." My hand squeezed c.h.or.t. Nails dug deep into palms. I raised my head to look at him. "What if... those weren't dreams?" He fell silent. I asked softly: "If you really ever treated me like that..." "Be cold to me for ten years." "Watch me die of illness." "What will you do?" His face became pale little by little. I looked at him and slowly said: "Qi Dien." "In my previous life, because of a mistake, we became husband and wife." "You doubted me, misunderstood me." "You were cold to me for ten years." "Finally became a resentful couple." "Now God gives us a chance to start over." "You should know how to appreciate Wen Du Lan." "And I..." "I should also go to my own future." He frantically shook his head. "No!" "If those That dream is true..." "If I really have hurt you like that..." "Van Chieu... give me a chance to make up for it." I laughed. "Make up for it?" "How do you plan to make up for it?" "Huu On Du Lan then marry me?" "Or let me be your concubine and continue to watch the two of you make love?" He immediately replied: "I can break up." I took a step forward, looking straight into his eyes. "So what?" "Qi Dien, you listen to me." understand." "Regardless of the past life or this life... Cui Van Chieu, I will absolutely no longer have any entanglement with you." "You have married Wen Du Lan, so please treat her kindly." "As for me..." "Or between us... it has ended a long time ago." Finished speaking. I turned around and left, never looking back. … Qi Dien still refused to give up. From that day on, he began to frequently appear in front of me. Sometimes we accidentally meet each other at a banquet. Sometimes, on the way, he stopped by the general's palace to deliver some things. Sometimes he even rode quietly behind my carriage. Rumors in the capital gradually spread. Everyone said that the Marquis of Vinh Ninh Palace was not over yet

He was in love with Miss Cui, so he was cold towards the newlywed bride. On Du Lan also came to me several times. Every time she cried until she cried, begging me to let Te Dien go. I was so bothered that I couldn't stand it, so I decided to close the door and not receive visitors. Father realized something was wrong, so he asked me: "Van Chieu, what's going on between you and Te Dien...?" I was silent for a long time. In the end, he only recounted the stories of his previous life in the form of a nightmare, hiding the story of his reincarnation. After hearing that, father's face immediately darkened. "If that brat really dares to treat you like that..." "Father will kick him and break his legs right away!" I gently smiled reassuringly. "It's just a dream, father, don't be angry." He replied in a low voice: "Dreams come from the mind." "He must have done something to make you feel uneasy, you just dreamed like that." "Van Chieu, in the future you stay away from him a little." "I will stay away from him." Find a good marriage for you, and soon decide to live together." At first, I intended to refuse. But think again... If there was an engagement, maybe Te Dien would completely give up. I nodded slightly. "Father, please decide everything." Father works very quickly. Half a month later, he chose someone. Lam Nghien, prince of the Lam family, holds the position of Thich Han Lam Vien. Noble family background. Virtue and decency. Two years older than me. Still not married yet. Parents arranged for us to meet. Lam Nghien is a peaceful gentleman. Elegant gestures, polite speech, treating people sincerely and thoughtfully. After that meeting, he asked the matchmaker to convey: "If Miss Cui is willing, in this life Lam Nghien will definitely cherish and cherish her, and will never be ungrateful." I nodded. The marriage was quickly arranged. The wedding is next spring. As soon as the news spread, the whole capital was in an uproar. Everyone regrets it. Everyone said that as soon as Miss Cui returned to the capital, she quickly got engaged, and even married a poor Han Lam, what a pity. But I feel... That's very good.