Chapter 5 — I Bring Luck to Him, But He Criticizes Me as a Misfortune

She once saved him. Used to wait for him. He will not mistreat her. Thinking of this, Ta Lam Xuyen gave the lipstick box to the boss. Then he turned around and said to Truong Cat:

“Let's go to the silk shop and take a look.”

Tham Tue Ninh didn't have any new clothes at Ta Palace, so he had to go choose some bright fabrics for her. He remembered that she liked the light almond color best. When Tue Ninh receives these things, he will probably be so happy that he will cry. Wedding night with flowers and wishes. I sat on the wedding bed, my palms covered in cold sweat. Outside, a red candle burned, making a clicking sound. We hear the sound of wheels rolling across the ground. Little by little. It's like it's crushing my heart. I tightened the robe on my body. In the next moment, the bride lifted her veil. I raised my head. Encountering a pair of clear, cold and beautiful eyes. The man sat in a wheelchair, wearing a bright red robe, accentuating his picturesque eyebrows and cold white skin. It's obvious that the body is disabled, but it doesn't make people feel weak at all. Noble yet clear and gentle. Like a warm jade block in the snow. That time at the monk banquet, when I fell from the swing into the mud, suffering all the laughter from the crowd, it was you who pulled me up. That day, my paper kite accidentally dropped the brooch on Noble Concubine's head, and he also helped me save the situation. It turned out that he was the disabled prince in the mouth of Ta Bao Chau, Tieu Canh Hanh. I move my lips.

“Your Majesty, I…”

Tieu Canh Hanh put his joy aside and looked at me silently for a moment. His eyes fell on my red, swollen eyes, then fell on my fingers that I squeezed until they turned white. Then, he said softly:

"This wedding ceremony is the one who is personally in charge of the royal brother and wants to use it to bring joy to me."

"The one who suffers the anger is the girl whose marriage is forbidden."

"If the Ta family pushed her here, she probably wouldn't feel comfortable in her heart."

My tears fall. That night, Tieu Canh Hanh did not touch me. He ordered someone to bring hot water and sedative soup. After it was late at night, someone spread out a soft bed on the other side of the screen. He slept outside the screen. Early in the morning of the second day, Tieu Man helped me comb my hair and wash my face. Her eyes sparkled and she lowered her voice:

"Miss, the mama in the palace said that the Prince has a gentle personality and has never been harsh with his servants."

"I see that the Prince doesn't seem to be like the rumors outside, saying that he has a strange personality."

I was stunned. In the following days, Tieu Man's words were further confirmed. Tieu Canh Hanh is truly a very gentle person. After marrying into the Royal Palace, I was still as unlucky as before. When serving tea, the tea cup will suddenly crack. When walking, you will stumble on the steps. When embroidering scarves, the silk thread always breaks. Every time a mistake happens, we are very scared. Because these small things were the beginning of Ta Lam Xuyen's dislike of me. Tieu Canh Hanh did not blame me at all. The tea cup cracked, his first reaction was to see if I was burned or not. When I fell, he immediately ordered someone to repair the steps in the palace. The thread broke, so he immediately asked someone to replace it with a new box of silk. The feeling of safety that I haven't seen for a long time, the feeling of being unconditionally protected by someone, makes me feel sad panic is not real. I remember Ta Lam Xuyen. He was afraid that I would make fun of him at the banquet, so he tricked me into not going. Afraid that I would disrupt his study, he told me not to come in. Afraid I would cause him more trouble, he told me to stay in the hospital and not run around. He locked me in a place where no mistakes would be made. Tieu Canh Hanh did not imprison me. It's about correcting the places where mistakes can easily happen, little by little. At night, Tieu Canh Hanh still sleeps on a soft bed outside the screen. I hugged the blanket, looked at his vague back, and spoke in a low voice.

“My dear concubine has poor luck, and has been causing more trouble for the Royal Family these past few days.”

Tieu Canh Hanh laughed softly.

“Your Majesty should not underestimate herself.”

“However, even if the Princess considers herself a disaster, this King is not a lucky person.”

"A disabled royal family, an unlucky royal concubine. This is considered a good match."

This statement should clearly make people sad. But he spoke gently and calmly. I couldn't help but laugh a little. Behind the screen, it seemed like he was also smiling.