Chapter 4 — Half a Year I Called Brother Wrong, He Asked Me to Repay Myself

A tall man was leaning back in a chair, his long fingers holding a wrinkled piece of paper. On the piece of paper was written in crooked handwriting ——

"Brother, the white fox is so adorable! My sister named it Doan Tu! When you come back, let's look at it together! I miss you, Chieu Ninh."

Deputy General Chu Minh stood next to him, his forehead covered in cold sweat.

“Your Majesty, the white bud of the royal hunting grounds, it took a lot of effort for the last general to… Do you really want to continue?”

Tieu Hanh did not raise his head. Long, slender fingertips gently caressed the words "sister, miss you" on the paper. The corners of the lips curl up slightly.

"Continue."

Chu Minh almost couldn't breathe.

"What if next time she asks for your dragon robe?"

At this time Tieu Hanh finally raised his eyes. Those pair of phoenix eyes should have been cold and sharp, scaring people, but at this moment, the bottom of his eyes was covered with an extremely faint smile.

“Whatever you want, this king will give you.”

“She called me brother.”

Chu Minh immediately closed his mouth. He followed the Regent for eight years, and once saw this person in a battlefield of thousands of soldiers taking the head of an enemy general. I once saw him with just one sentence in court, scaring a third-rank mandarin to the ground on the spot. But he had never seen Tieu Hanh smile like that. Just for a piece of paper. Just because of one word "Ah brother". The day the news of your brother's triumph came back, the entire Tham palace was hung with lanterns and flowers. But less than two hours after I learned the truth, I locked myself in my room.

“What to do, what to do, what to do…”

I walked around the room, almost grinding the ground into a groove. Thuy Truc squatted in the corner, holding a white octopus - Doan Tu, his whole body was shaking.

“Miss, how about… should we run away?”

"Where are you running to?! That's the Regent King! If he wants to find someone, he can't hide from the ends of the earth!"

The words you said still ring in my ears: return the things. But that huge speaker box is more than half used. Thuc Cam also sewed it into a dress. I drank one jar of wine, the remaining jar I gave to someone else. Lieu Van Nhi accidentally spilled tea on the peacock feather robe during the bird's nest flower appreciation party last month... I sat down weakly on the chair.

“Thuy Truc, try to calculate, how many items can be returned intact?”

Thuy Truc rummaged around and calculated for a long time.

"The two night pearls have not been touched, the pearl set has not been worn many times, the jade bracelet is still here, and there is... Doan Tu."

“What about other things?”

Thuy Truc's face was sad: "If the other things were not already used, they would have been given away to others." My mind was immediately dizzy. During the past half a year, I have taken no less than ten thousand taels of silver from that Regent, and now the amount that can be returned is less than three parts.

"Or... first return the returned items, then write a letter admitting the mistake?"

“Get it wrong?” Thuy Truc rolled her eyes. "Miss, before your letters were always called 'ah brother, brother', now suddenly running to admit your mistake, isn't it equivalent to telling the Regent that you were impersonating yourself from beginning to end? If he gets angry..."

Suddenly there was a sound outside the door a series of rapid footsteps. The butler of the Tham mansion staggered over, his face pale.

“Third… third young lady!”

"What is up?"

“People from the Regent Palace are here!”

My heart sank violently.

“Come… come for what?”

The butler swallowed his saliva.

“The leader is Deputy General Chu Minh, next to the Regent, he also brought more than ten guards, said…”

“What do you mean?!”

“Says the Prince wants to see someone.”

“Want me to go to the Royal Palace?”

The butler shook his head, his voice trembling terribly.

“It's not that I want people to leave.”

“But the Regent King——came in person.”

As soon as the words fell, neat footsteps were heard outside the courtyard. Quiet, powerful. The feeling of oppression almost covered the sky and earth. I looked out through the slightly open window - A tall and slender man, wearing a black brocade robe, was slowly walking into the Tham mansion's courtyard.