Chapter 17 — He was reborn and asked to marry the Emperor. I turned around and chose the Grand Deputy

Ta Nghien Chi knelt on one knee in front of the soft tower, placed his ear on my raised belly, listening to every movement of the little creature inside. "Your Highness..." Tom's voice rang out through the door, carrying some heaviness. Ta Nghien Chi calmly stood up, pulled back the thin blanket that had just slid down for me, and spoke softly. “Let's go take a look first.” He walked out the door. Quietly whisper a few words to Mama Tom. Although we can't hear clearly. But you can see it very clearly. His back suddenly stiffened for a moment. At moment later. He turned around. At the bottom of his eyes is a complex emotion that is difficult to describe in words. "What's up?" I asked softly. Ta Nghien Chi sat back next to the soft tower and held my hand. The voice lowered a bit. “Ve Lam... is dead.” I was slightly stunned. Right after that. To ma ma walked in. In a low voice, he reported the news he had just inquired about. “The Duke's government said that he died last night.” “He died in his own remote cottage.” "Listen to the servants in the palace." "All day long, Ve Lam resents Third Princess Tham Uyen for deceiving him." "Oan Pho ma family for oppressing him at court." “I also resent His Highness for not giving him another chance.” "Afterward." “He doesn't know what crazy words he heard from the wandering wizard.” “Say that if a person carries an overwhelming attachment and dies.” “Then you will be able to live another life.” “Changing the universe.” “Last night.” “Thunder, lightning, thunderstorm.” “He himself prepared the poisoned wine.” “Then drink it all.” “I heard that when I died.” "In his hand he still clutched an old piece of jade pendant." "It's because His Highness gave it to him before." Tom finished speaking. The room immediately fell into silence. I quietly listened to everything. There was no stir in my heart. Just feel a vast emptiness. Ve Lam lives again. After all. Still can't figure it out. Rebirth. It's never been a favor. It's a training for the soul. If there is no awakening and determination after the unforgettable pain. If you don't have the courage and wisdom to let go of your attachments. Even if you do it a thousand or ten thousand times. It's just repetition. The quagmire is getting deeper and deeper. In the same old mud puddle. I sighed softly. “God's will is tantalizing.” “Things are impermanent.” “His whole life…” “In the end.” “One wrong step.” “Every step is wrong.” But the blood and tears of the past life. The resentment of this life. Along with Ve Lam's distorted life. All followed that sigh. Completely disappeared in the late spring wind. 20. Not long after, it was time to give birth. The birth process is extremely painful, but we still grit our teeth and persevere through it. With a resounding cry, our son was born. When the midwife held that wrinkled baby in front of me and looked at her clear eyes, my tears immediately fell. The first thing Ta Nghien Chi did after rushing into the delivery room was not to look at the child, but to carefully hold my hand, his voice choking: "Chieu Hoa, you've worked hard." I looked at him and the child and shook my head slightly: "Giving birth because of love, what can be said to be difficult?" More than two years later, I was pregnant again. This time, I successfully gave birth to a baby girl. Having enough sons and daughters, skillfully combined into one word "Good", our family is even more complete. Time passed so quickly. One sunny afternoon, Ta Nghien Chi and I led two children to play in the yard. The boy chased butterflies on the grass, while the girl nestled in Ta Nghien Chi's arms, babbling and saying something. I walked to Ta Nghien Chi's side, gently resting my head on his shoulder, looking at the happy scene before my eyes, my heart filled with peace and contentment. The sunlight falls on us, warm and serene. Years of peace, perhaps this is what it is. (END OF FULL TEXT)