Chapter 9 — I Bring Luck to Him, But He Criticizes Me as a Misfortune

Tieu Canh Hanh's expression did not change at all, his arm tensed, and he suddenly let go of the bowstring. The feathered arrow rushed forward with a roaring thunderous momentum, but suddenly split Ta Lam Xuyen's arrow in half from the center of the bull's eye! After a moment of silence, the whole school was silent, earth-shattering cheers of praise immediately erupted. Emperor Long Nhan gave a grand review and bestowed upon him the jade palace, Dong Chau, and a golden Nhu Y brooch. Under Ta Lam Xuyen's pale, gray gaze, Tieu Canh Hanh turned his wheelchair and walked towards me. In front of the civil and military mandarins, he gently pinned that golden hairpin into my bun.

"Today's victory is all thanks to the princess's efforts in repairing the arrow's tail feathers on my behalf."

Pausing for a moment, he looked into my eyes and said in a soft voice:

"Who said the princess's fortune is shallow?"

"This king clearly feels that the princess is very fortunate."

Later, I told Tieu Canh Hanh the story of the past between me and Ta Lam Xuyen, along with how I lost my good luck and became a disaster. At the end, I even laughed at myself.

“Your Majesty, tell me, am I very stupid?”

I originally thought you would see this as a wild, unreliable thriller. Unexpectedly, Tieu Canh Hanh reached out and rubbed the hair on my forehead and seriously replied:

“Not stupid.”

"The princess just gave her best thing to someone who didn't know how to appreciate it."

The next day, Tieu Canh Hanh sent someone to bring bamboo sticks and colored paper. Make me a paper kite shaped like a swallow. He personally wrote 8 words on the paper kite. 【Peace be with you, Ninh Ninh as you wish】 He said he did not need me to use good luck in exchange for his promotion to rank and power. I just hope I'm at peace, I hope I get my wish. My fingertips gently touched the words. The eye sockets are a bit hot. The spring breeze is just right. Let's fly paper kites in the backyard. The swallow-shaped paper kite slowly flew up, the higher it flew. Tieu Man was next to him and clapped his hands.

“Miss, you're flying!”

I also couldn't help but laugh. But not long after, as soon as the wind direction changed, the paper kite string immediately wrapped around the old begonia tree in the backyard. I raised my head and took a look. Immediately lifted her skirt and stepped on the stone bench next to the tree.

"I'll go get it. When I was little, I was very good at climbing trees."

It was very difficult to climb to the top of the tree, but suddenly I slipped and stepped on half a small branch.

“Tue Ninh!”

Behind him was Tieu Canh Hanh's voice that had changed its tone. There was a loud thud in my heart. Unlucky again. However, the expected intense pain did not come. I fall into a warm embrace. Tieu Canh Hanh actually stood up from the wheelchair and ran out. Catch me as I fall. But in the end, he had not walked for many years, and his body quickly staggered. He hugged me and sat down on the soft grass. I stupidly reached out to touch his leg.

"Your Majesty! Can your legs move now?"

He held my hand that was touching me with one hand, raised his head and laughed out loud.

“Tue Ninh, you are truly my precious daughter.”

I blushed and lowered my head. Spring wind blows. Beautiful begonia petals filled the trees like rain, falling everywhere. Paper-shaped kite The swallow was still hanging on the tip of the branch, gently swaying. The 8 words on it are illuminated by the spring light. May the year pass in peace, Ninh Ninh is as wished. I stayed by Tieu Canh Hanh's side every day, nursing his leg illness with him. He went from having to hold on to the hallway pillar for 3 steps until he could walk the entire long hallway alone. From having to hold hands to be able to stand, until being able to turn around and get on the horse again. In the spring of his second year of hunting, he wore a neat black outfit and rode a horse across the mountain road. The wind blew up the hem of his shirt. He turned his head, stretched out his hand towards me, his eyes and eyes smiling. I gave him my hand. He gently pulled me, then put me on the horse's back. The horse's hooves trampled across the mountainous spring colors. Begonia flower petals were blown up by the wind and fell all over our shoulders. Bach all said:

"After Princess Phuc Phuc entered the palace, Tinh Vuong Palace really ended its troubles until the future."

The Ta family had bad luck again.