Chapter 2 — Hong Trang Chess Game

The eyes of everyone in the hall simultaneously fell on him. The eldest princess opened the embroidery painting. "The signature on the painting is clearly the word Wen." Bui Chieu Ninh bowed her head and explained in a low voice: "Sister Wen once agreed to give the embroidery guild to the goddess. If the embroidery guild already belongs to the goddess, the embroidered items in the guild are naturally considered to belong to the goddess." I looked towards Tham Hac Chau. That embroidery is something my mother left behind. In recent years, the On family's income has not been enough to cover expenses. I rely on the embroidery guild to support my family and at the same time pay off my father's old debt. Three days ago, Tham Hac Chau indeed brought a contract. He said that Bui Chieu Ninh wanted to learn embroidery, and told me to temporarily hand over the embroidery department to the Marquis to manage instead. I didn't sign. "I never agreed." Bui Chieu Ninh's eyes turned red. "Brother said you nodded." Tham Hac Chau raised his tea cup, his tone was calm. "It's just an embroidery shop. If Chieu Ninh wants to participate in the palace selection, she needs to have a title enough for others to take seriously. After she marries the Marquis Palace, there's no need to continue appearing outside to do business, sooner or later she won't be able to use it anymore." He took the contract. wish from your sleeve. O cho ky ten da co con dau cua nha ho On. My father sat below, not daring to look at me. "Father, are you the one who made the seal?" Father lowered his voice. "The Marquis agreed to spend three thousand taels to buy the embroidery room, which is often used to take care of the official positions for my younger brother. We are all family members, so don't cause trouble at the banquet." The eldest princess put down the embroidered picture. "In the end, who embroidered it, try it on the spot and you will know." Bui Chieu Ninh's face immediately turned pale. Tham Hac Chau stood up and bowed. "Your Highness, Chieu Ninh's wrist has an old wound and is not suitable to hold a needle." "Then let Miss Wen try." The maid brought the needle and thread and a white silk scarf. Just as I was about to take it, Tham Hac Chau held my wrist tightly. His fingertips pressed right against the wound that opened yesterday. The pain penetrated to the bone, my hands trembled slightly. The silver needle fell to the ground. Bui Chieu Ninh immediately covered her mouth. "Sister On's hand is also injured, I'm afraid she can't embroider." The eldest princess looked at us, a cold look flashing in her eyes. "If neither of us can embroider, this matter can be discussed another day."After the banquet ended, I walked down the long steps alone. Tham Hac Chau chased after me and stuffed a bottle of healing medicine into my hand. "Did I hurt you just now?" I let go. The porcelain vase rolled down the steps and broke on the stone floor. "The Marquis already knew that my hand was injured, so why did he deliberately press it down?" "If Chieu Ninh showed weakness in front of His Highness, he would be laughed at." "So the one being laughed at could be me." He was silent for a moment. "You have me to protect you, no need to fight for the position of female official. Chieu Ninh has nothing, he needs this opportunity more than you." I laughed. "She has the Marquis to protect her. I have you, my robe and my embroidery room. Is that what the Marquis calls "Nothing?" Bui Chieu Ninh came from behind and heard this sentence. "If sister Wen can't bear it, it's okay to return the embroidery room to you. After all, the three maids who found it for you are better than the people in your ward." As she spoke, she took out the bronze key of the embroidery workshop from her sleeve. I reached out my hand to receive it. Nhung Bui Chieu Ninh lai dot nhien buong tay. The key fell into the lotus pond next to the steps. "Oh, my hand slipped." She curled her eyes and smiled, not feeling guilty at all. I lifted the hem of my skirt and was about to get into the water. Tham Hac Chau stopped me. "The lake water is cold, let the servants catch it." "Let go, that's what my mother left me." The patience in his eyes finally ran out. "Thanh Tu, these past few days, every sentence you say has mentioned your mother's relics."

close. The jade thread is fine, so is the embroiderer, in the end a dead thing is still a dead thing, is it worth it for you to make the living uncomfortable over and over again?" I froze on the spot. Bui Chieu Ninh advised in a low voice: "Brother, don't be angry. Sister Wen no longer has a mother, so it's inevitable that she values old things a little more." She spoke very thoughtfully. But every word was reminding me, my mother was dead. Tham Hac Chau called the guards to come pick her up. It wasn't until dark that they found the key in the mud. I wiped the key clean, turned around and left. Tham Hac Chau called me from behind. "Fifteen days later, we still got married as usual. I will compensate you for the matter of the embroidery guild." I did not turn back. After returning to the palace, I put the books, embroidery samples and all the notes my mother had left behind in a wooden chest. Maid A Nhuoc looked at me, her eyes red. "Do you really want to close the embroidery guild?" "No closure." I ordered the embroidery badge secretly delivered by the Princess at the bottom of the chest. "Take out all the bride contracts of the beautiful ladies, and send them to the new guild tomorrow. South city." Just as Ah Nhuoc nodded, urgent footsteps suddenly sounded outside the courtyard door. The On family's butler staggered in.