Chapter 2 — I became the Crown Princess

"Mother originally spoke fondly of tofu. Why would mother have a grudge to spend the night? There is a palace banquet tomorrow, and someone has already prepared the party clothes for you." Hearing that, the mother's face softened, she happily praised the elder sister's understanding, and repeatedly ordered people to bring the clothes. I withdrew my hand, glanced at it, then bowed my head in frustration. The two long dresses are both pomegranate red, which the elder sister loves. The elder sister smiled brightly at me: "Thu Ninh, you choose first." I curled my lips and sarcastically said: "No need. These are all your favorite colors, what do I have to choose?" She awkwardly bit her lip, her frantic appearance immediately made her mother angry: "You evil girl, will you stop? You want to fight over just one set of clothes, why do you..." "Mother, have you forgotten?" I interrupted her: "Five seven-year-old girls, you forgot I was at the temple. Right at that time, the bandits robbed the temple and massacred the monks, causing me to convulse in fear. From then on, every time I saw blood, I became dizzy and couldn't see the color red." But Bui Tinh Nhan deliberately loved the color red the most. "Even though I was a little better after growing up, I still felt dizzy for a long time. Did mother want me to lose face in front of the palace?" twisted and extremely unsightly. She remembered now. That year when I went to the temple to worship Buddha, the servants came to tell me that my sister was not feeling well, and my mother immediately stopped paying attention to anything. She only told a lady to take me back to the palace, then quickly got on the only horse carriage and left. But we didn't have a horse-drawn carriage and were going slowly, so we were stopped by robbers in the temple. I don't want to argue over trivial matters, so I coldly bow and then turn around and walk out.06 Two years have passed, and a lot has changed in the palace. Especially this garden, the steps are paved with white jade, the lanterns are crafted from carved hollow gold. The maid was used to it: "The eldest lady liked it, so the prince immediately found a good worker and spent his own money to rebuild it." I walked and looked, finally my eyes stopped on the crimson elm trees in the yard, my steps suddenly slowed down. Trieu Dien quickly chased over. "Bui Tieu Ninh." He took a few steps past me, blocking my face, his eyebrows frowning so tightly that they could pinch a fly. "Tinh Nhan has always liked the color red, it's not like you don't know. Why did you feel awkward when you just came back?" "You were taken to the manor since you were a child, you've never seen anything good, and the things you like aren't many." "And there aren't many." I live in the palace, I have my parents to accompany me every day, and I have everything. Why can't I give in to her? "This statement is so ridiculous, it would be wrong for me to give up all my clothes to my eldest sister. She really doesn't have anything in particular she likes. Because from a young age she had everything. Her mother brought the most gorgeous, softest fabrics to her, sewing them into all kinds of colorful clothes, changing one style each day. Why is it that when I have a fear of blood, she only loves the color red? And Trieu Dien. Not only did I mention this disease in front of him once, he also went to the doctor when I fainted. But when it comes to his eldest sister, he no longer cares about anything. "I've already given it up." Clothes, parents, Trieu Dien, as long as it's something I have, I'll give it all to her. But Trieu Dien was still dissatisfied: "Why do you have to make everyone feel uneasy today?" "Recently, it has been spread in the capital that you framed your eldest sister, and even conspired with the coachman in the family temple. Tinh Nhan always argued for you, and was even sickened by outside rumors. Are you returning a favor like that with resentment?" My breath stopped. That year, the coachman had nefarious intentions and was hacked to death right there

place. Why did it turn into such a rumor after two years? Trieu Dien looked at me with complexity, his voice softened: "Your reputation has been ruined, I'm afraid it will be difficult to find a good husband..." I raised my head in surprise, not understanding what he said. What does it have to do with him whether I get married or not? Trieu Dien continued to himself: "After all, you and I have known each other since childhood. I can't bear to see you resign yourself to falling. I have discussed with Uncle Bui and Aunt Bui, I will marry you into the door." "It's just that Tinh Nhan's health is not good, her mind is sensitive, you have to enter after her." My eyes turned cold, my hand tightened: "You want me to be your concubine." brother?" "No, not a concubine." Trieu Dien quickly explained, describing a very good future: "Anyway, it's just an unimportant title. I promise you, in the Marquis Palace, you and Tinh Nhan are no different. Moreover, if you are in poor health, I'm afraid you won't be able to give birth. In the future, the heir to the Marquis Palace will definitely be born to you, then just write it down in your name..." I used all my strength and slapped him hard in the face. him. "Trieu Dien, on what basis do you dare to make me your concubine?" His face was pushed to the side, his expression completely darkened.