Chapter 2 — Golden Dream for a Lifetime, Hate for a Thousand Years

The woman was startled and took a step back, looking frightened. She snuggled into Chu Huc Hanh's arms, blinking her big, sparkling eyes at me, just like a pure and innocent white lotus flower. That look of horror looked like I could eat her alive. Chu Huc Hanh spoke: "This is Nhu Nguyet, she once saved me at the foot of the cliff, she is the benefactor who saved my life. I want to take her to the palace, I don't know..." He glanced inquiringly, his eyes carrying a bit of cunning. I know, like in his previous life, he intends to push the matter of placing Tong Nhu Nguyet on my head. Let me become a bad person in the eyes of the world. In my previous life, for the sake of the overall situation, I saw that she was pregnant, so I did not pick on her lowly status, and took the initiative to advise him to become a Trac concubine. Who would have thought that she would be so unreasonable that she refused to be a concubine, even threatening that if she became a concubine, she would immediately jump into the lake and commit suicide. Things were unstable, Chu Huc Hanh pretended to be forced by me and temporarily sent her to the outer courtyard. The two of them played tricks together again, spreading the news throughout the capital that I was the jealous wife, not even a pregnant concubine could tolerate it. Who knows, it was Chu Huc Hanh who laid it all out. I pretended to be thoughtful for a moment, then looked at Tong Nhu Nguyet, smiled and said: "You saved the Royal Family's life, which also saved my life. I should really repay the favor. Thank you, Miss Nhu Nguyet, for preserving the blessings of the Royal Palace." A saying that doesn't hurt, doesn't itch, doesn't force us to take any responsibility. Chu Huc Hanh saw that I did not express my attitude clearly, so he added: "Uyen Ninh, Nhu Nguyet... you are pregnant with my flesh and blood, you..." Again. He wanted his wife and concubine to be on the same page, not wanting to offend Vinh Binh Marquis's palace, and not being able to betray the lover in his heart. In the end, we still want us to arrange everything smoothly ourselves. So good at calculating, so selfish! But who doesn't know this game of kicking the ball to the other foot?

"Then I can't let my sister suffer any resentment. I also have to thank you for continuing the lineage to the Royal Palace. I just hope that the Royal Family doesn't disappoint my sister."

Chu Huc Hanh frowned, his face darkened, as if he was dissatisfied but didn't know what to do. He snorted coldly and said sullenly: "Then like you, I will also be crowned Princess, the two of you will be on equal footing." Having said that, he fixed his eyes on me, expecting to see me angry or protest. I smiled and nodded, reached out to hold Tong Nhu Nguyet's soft hand, gently patted it twice, and said gently:

“Such an arrangement is very good.”

As soon as the words came out, Chu Huc Hanh's face immediately changed dramatically. 3. Just hearing a "thump" sound, Tong Nhu Nguyet knelt down on the ground. “Folk women cannot obey orders.” I lowered my head and glanced at that woman. This scene... is so familiar. In my heart, I smiled coldly - there was no way she was about to say her "one life, one couple" vow. Sure enough, tears glistening at the corners of her eyes, she spoke sadly:

"From a young age, women have made a vow: they would rather be husband and wife than husband and wife, and not be concubines of seven kings. Women do not want to share a husband with someone else."

In past lives or in this life, we both find these words nauseating. The husband she won was someone else's husband, and she was even pregnant before they got married. But now it's revealed again His noble appearance refuses to share his masculinity with anyone. It's true that "just being a prostitute, I also want to build a temple to worship myself". Chu Huc Hanh saw the person in his arms kneeling, and quickly helped her up, his voice as gentle as water: "Nhu Nguyet, you are not a concubine. You and Uyen Ninh are both royal concubines, on equal footing. How can I bear to let you suffer?" But Tong Nhu Nguyet was obviously not moved at all, still crying uncontrollably:

"To me, it's all the same. If you can't monopolize your lover for the rest of your life, then what's the difference between being a concubine or being a concubine!"

After saying that, she turned to look at me with sincere eyes:

"Your highness, I know it's rude to say these words to you. But the one who isn't loved should be the one to retreat, isn't that right?"

Her words made my throat suddenly choke. From a young age, I was taught to put family first, my husband comes first, and love comes last. I grew up under the framework of female principles and female training, understanding that jealousy is a taboo for women. Furthermore, with a royal family like Chu Huc Hanh, I have never dared to dream about deep and meaningful love. So when faced with that question, we really don't know how to answer. However, before he could open his mouth, he was interrupted by Chu Huc Hanh's angry shout:

“Nonsense!”

His face darkened, glaring at Tong Nhu Nguyet:

"I have made you the Queen, that is the greatest honor I can give you. Even Uyen Ninh - the main concubine - does not object, what else are you causing trouble for?"

Tong Nhu Nguyet looked at him with wide eyes, an expression of disbelief, tears welling up like rain that had not yet fallen. It really makes people feel moved... But Chu Huc Hanh didn't bother to pay any more attention, just waved his hand and told the servants to arrange a room for her, then turned and left. Looking at his disappearing back, I curled my lips slightly and smiled coldly. He certainly hasn't changed a bit. Still only knowing about my own interests, never being honest with anyone. I used to think that he and Tong Nhu Nguyet were an unshakable love. Who would have thought that in the face of power and fame, any feelings could be trampled underfoot. At this time, Tong Nhu Nguyet was sitting on the ground, her eyes filled with hurt and confusion as if she had lost direction.