Chapter 2 — Going Back to Modern Day, Le Vuong Goes Crazy

I took a deep breath, suppressing the bitterness and joy rising in my throat. No crying, no questioning. Just very calmly knelt down.

“My dear… obey.”

Tieu Canh Hanh paused. He didn't seem to expect me to be so obedient. In the past, even if I had to compete for a single glance from him, I would feel sorry for myself and shed tears.

“Nim Niem, don't think too much.”

He softened his voice a bit, as if he wanted to explain, or maybe just to help himself feel less guilty.

"Uyen Doanh's body is weak and she can't stand being wronged. Please give in a little more."

“As long as you are obedient, this king will not mistreat you.”

“Even if it's to open a room, this king will protect you.”

Clear the room? The concubine was demoted to being a room attendant, not even having a title, just a toy being played with. This is his way of saying he will "not mistreat me". I laughed coldly in my heart, but on the outside I didn't show any emotion, and even showed some gratitude.

“Your Majesty, I do not ask for anything else.”

I raised my head, my eyes stopped at his waist. That Unicorn jade block, with each of his movements, gently shook, emitting a warm light. That was my ticket back home. I held out my hand, my fingertips shaking slightly. It's because of excitement, it's also because of stress.

“I just want to ask for the Ky Lan jade on the king's waist.”

“I had to move to the utility room, I want to... keep it as a souvenir.”

Tieu Canh Hanh reflexively reached out to cover the jade pendant. It was a token of love that Tu Uyen Doanh gave him, and he treasured it like a precious treasure. Tu Uyen Doanh's face immediately changed. She shook Tieu Canh Hanh's arm in a coy way.

“A Hanh, that's our token, how can you give it to a room attendant?”

"To call my sister so obedient..."

Tu Uyen Doanh rolled her eyes, the corners of her lips curved up into a cruel smile.

"How about at the wind party tomorrow, let my sister dance a little dance for fun?"

“That 'Chiet Yeu' dance, I want to see it.”

'Chiet Yeu' is a beautiful love dance of a courtesan.

Using beauty to serve, extremely despicable. Tieu Canh Hanh frowned, as if he felt something was wrong, but in the end he still ordered me:

"If that's what Uyen Doanh wants to see, then jump."

“If you dance well, that jade will reward you.”

I knelt on the ground, my forehead touching the cold blue tile. Nails dig deep into palms. Does it hurt? Painful. But inside I'm smiling. Just give it to me. How about a romantic dance? What about being humiliated? Just make it through tomorrow night to get the jade pendant. Then this evil place, this scum, this whole place full of lies - will no longer have anything to do with me. I slowly raised my body, looked at the man and woman in front of me, and smiled my first sincere smile in the past three days.

"My dear... take your orders."

2

The night in the mess room was bone-chillingly cold. The roof had several large holes in it, and the cold wind whistled in and out. I curled up in the thin moldy blanket, trembling on the rock-hard board. Old knee injury recurred. The pain was so much that it felt like someone was holding a hammer and hitting my bones one by one, crushing them little by little. I gritted my teeth and endured it, cold sweat soaked my shirt. The system was a bit reluctant: 【Sign Master, if you want to block the pain, you need to use accumulated points, and your current points...】 【No need.】 I answered it in my head. 【This pain is very good.】 【Only pain helps me remember how lowly I was when I loved a scumbag.】 【Only pain makes me unable to look back when I return home.】 I looked at the faint scar on my wrist. Page Nguyet Hoa Cac That was the year he was poisoned, the antidote needed the blood of the closest person. Without hesitation, I slit my wrists. At that time he said, Niem Niem, your blood is flowing in my body, in this life we cannot be apart. Now that I think about it, it's funny. My blood saved his life. He wanted to throw me into this mud puddle, leaving me to live and die. The next night. Le Vuong was covered with colorful flower lights and crowded with guests. Tieu Canh Hanh wanted to help Tu Uyen Doanh create a position, so he invited nearly half of the capital's nobles to the party. I changed into my red dance outfit and stood barefoot in the middle of the main hall. There was pitifully little fabric, revealing almost all of the skin. On a cold autumn night, the wind blew past, making my lips turn purple. All around were eyes filled with ridicule.

“Isn't that the once noble Tham Trac Phi?”

“Why are you dressed like that now?”

“Tsk tsk, what a double, the main owner just returned and was kicked back to his original form.”

The insulting words crept into my ears. I listen without emotion. Tu Uyen Doanh sat in the chair, peeling grapes and feeding them to Tieu Canh Hanh. Tieu Canh Hanh opened his mouth to receive it, his eyes fell on me. Some scrutiny, some dissatisfaction.