Chapter 10 — Her Road Is Still Long

Seeing me step out, he turned around and dismounted, threw the reins to old Trinh and walked this way.

“Let's take her away.”

“Isn't your second cousin in the palace celebrating the Mid-Autumn Festival?”

“I just passed here for convenience.”

Convenience is fake. Trang Thanh Tuyen is located thirty miles outside the city. The Tham residence is located inside the city. In any case, it cannot be called convenient. But his tone was very casual. It seemed like it was really just a passing visit. He took me to the carriage. Then ride a horse next to the carriage. Mother Sun sat across from me. Every once in a while, I lift the curtain and take a look outside. Then he let down the curtain and smiled meaningfully:

“Second young master is really enthusiastic.”

I don't answer. The carriage traveled for half an hour. Suddenly, Tham Quy Bach lightly tapped on the side of the car from the outside.

“Ahead is the turn.”

I lifted the curtain. He sat on the horse's back, bent down slightly, and used the horsewhip to point south:

“This road is the way back to Tham residence.”

He looked straight into my eyes.

“There's still time to change your mind.”

Mother Ton's expression immediately changed:

“Second young master, on the old lady's side…”

Tham Quy Bach interrupted her. The voice was still as gentle as before.

“From the old lady's side, let me explain.”

I turned back to look at the road leading to Trang Thanh Tuyen. The dirt road is rough and uneven. Both sides are deserted hillsides. The wind blew, carrying waves of yellow dust. I let down the curtain.

“Go back to the Shen residence.”

The carriage continued to roll. Tham Quy Bach did not say anything more. Only the sound of horse hooves could be heard next to the carriage. Not fast. Not slow either. The Mid-Autumn Festival banquet is held in the main hall. It's still the same round table made of mahogany wood. It's still the same bowls and dishes. Still the same faces. The maternal grandmother sat in the chairing position. She was wearing a dark purple dress embroidered with flowers. Her face looks a little better than three months ago. Thi Chu sat on her right. His body was filled with gold, silver and jewels. Bright smile. Tham Thanh Tu sat next to Chu Thi. White clothes and black hair. His expression was still cold as before. Chu Uyen Nhu sat right next to him. Wearing a pink silk dress embroidered with begonia flowers. On the bun is a dangling pearl brooch. As soon as she saw me enter the door, her eyes curved up like a crescent moon.

“Little sister Cam Thu is here.”

She stood up to greet me. Dearly pull my hand.

“Why have you lost so much weight?”

“It must be very difficult to live in Zhuangzi, right?”

“I already told you not to leave…”

I withdrew my hand. The movement is not big. But she still paused a bit. Everyone at the table saw it. The smile on Chu Uyen Nhu's face stiffened for a moment. But it quickly returned to normal. She said gently:

“Are you still angry with me?”

"Do not have."

I smiled.

“Bieu sister has been thinking too much.”

My maternal grandmother waved and invited me to sit next to her. I walked over and sat down. The person sitting opposite was Tham Quy Bach. He changed into a bamboo-colored uniform. Hair is also neatly tied back. The whole person is neat and tidy. He raised his eyes and looked at me. Then bowed his head and poured himself a cup of tea. From beginning to end, Tham Thanh Tu never looked at me once. Wine lasts three weeks. Thi Chu suddenly spoke up. She raised the cup of wine in her hand and smiled at me:

“Cam Thu has been staying at Trang Tu for several months now nourishes the body very well.”

“Age is no longer young.”

“It's time to think about marriage.”

The maternal grandmother put down her chopsticks:

“There is no need to rush this matter…”

“Old lady, don't blame me too much.”

Thi Chu interrupted her. Respectful tone. But words are as tough as nails.

"Although Cam Thu has the surname Ha, she was raised in the Tham residence from a young age."

“We all rely on your grace to eat, wear, and spend.”

"Now that its reputation has spread, if we don't plan on getting married soon, it will only be more difficult in the future."

As she spoke, she glanced at Tham Thanh Tu.

"Even though Thanh Tu is your son, you still have to say something fair."

“That night he drank alcohol and was rude.”

"Even though nothing happened in the end, it nonetheless damaged Cam Thu's reputation."

“Now he is willing to take responsibility…”

I put down my chopsticks. Thi Chu stopped talking and looked towards me.

“What my uncle calls being responsible…”

“Are you marrying me as your first wife or marrying me as your concubine?”

The whole table immediately fell silent. Finally, Tham Thanh Tu also raised his head to look at me.