Chapter 2 — I Complete It For Him, He Regrets It All His Life

I was just the person he mistakenly recognized, married him, and hated me for the rest of my life. Thinking of this, tears finally slid down the corners of my eyes. I looked at the man I once loved so deeply, and asked in a hoarse voice:

"Co Thanh Yen, if there is an afterlife, can you stop coming to ask me to marry you?"

He paused slightly. But I couldn't hear his answer. His eyes darkened, his last breath dissolved into the cold, bitter smell of medicine. I hold on to hatred and die. When I opened my eyes again, my mother's voice rang out happily saying:

“Ngoc Thu, Prince Co has come to ask for marriage.”

I sat in my bedroom, looking at the familiar bronze mirror in front of me. In the mirror, there is a young girl in a blue shirt with black hair, her appearance still has an immature look that has never experienced pain. I have returned. Back to the day Co Thanh Yen brought the bride price to the Tham family. I pressed down my trembling hand and followed my mother to the main hall. Co Thanh Yen stood there, dressed as white as snow, with an incomparably elegant appearance. The only difference is that in his previous life, his gentle eyes no longer rest on me. He looked at my younger sister, Tham Uyen Nhi. Then, he clasped his hands with my father, his calm voice echoed throughout the main hall:

“This junior came here today, wanting to ask second lady Tham Uyen Nhi to be his wife.”

In that moment, my heart suddenly quieted down. It turns out I'm not the only one who was reborn. Co Thanh Yen has also returned. He finally chose the right person he loved. I bowed my head, hiding the faint smile at the corner of my lips. In this life, I complete it for him. Just when I raised my head, I just happened to meet his eyes looking towards me. In those eyes, there was no guilt, no pity, and even less of the gentleness of someone who was once husband and wife. There is only hate. Just like the look he looked at me in the cold years of my previous life. The entire main hall of the Tham family was silent for a moment. My father sat on the chair, his hand still on the tea cup before he could lift it up. Mother stood next to me, her surprised eyes briefly glanced at Co Thanh Yen and then looked back at Uyen Nhi. Even Uyen Nhi, who was bowing her head and playing with the silk strip on her sleeve, looked up, her white face instantly turning red. In the past life, today's scene was not like that. At that time, Co Thanh Yen stood in the middle of the main hall, calmly and politely, clearly stating that she wanted to marry the eldest daughter of the Tham family as her wife. He said he had seen me at a flower-viewing banquet, saying I was dignified and gentle, very suitable to be the matriarch of the Marquis Palace. Father pondered for a long time, mother was so happy that the corners of her eyes curled up, and I hid behind the screen, listening to his every word with my heart beating like a drum. I used to think that was the beginning of a fulfilling life. Only later did I realize that it was the gateway that led us into the cold half of life. That wedding night, red candles burned all night. I sat alone on the wedding bed, still wearing a heavy robe, and wearing a phoenix hat so delicate that my neck hurt. Outside the courtyard, the footsteps of the servants were occasionally heard. They deliberately walked slowly, as if afraid of missing the Marquis's biggest joke. From the next morning, everyone's eyes looked at me differently. Cong Cong didn't say anything, but every time he saw me he sighed. My mother externally taught me to be generous, but internally she blamed me for not being able to keep my husband's heart. The servants in the palace were even more daring, someone intentionally brought cold breakfast, yes who pretended to forget to light the coals in my room on a snowy day. I don't dare blame anyone. At that time I just thought, maybe I'm not good enough. So I learned how to be a wife that people couldn't find fault with. The books in the palace were piled as high as a mountain. I looked at each page until midnight. The mother had a headache, so I rubbed the acupuncture point myself. When Co Thanh Yen returned drunk, I brought the hangover soup and stood outside the study room waiting until the cold wind made my fingertips numb. But he never turned his head to look at me. There was a time when Nam Ha was working and went three months without sending a letter. I heard the news that there was heavy rain and rising rivers. I was so worried that I couldn't sleep all night. When he returned, I quickly put on my cloak and ran out to greet him, but he just coldly passed me by, as if there was only a shadow in front of the palace door that was not worthy of his stop. I lived in the Marquis Palace for so many years, and in the end I only learned one thing. Just because you're sincere doesn't mean you'll get a response. It wasn't until the day Uyen Nhi's bad news came back that the veil hiding her past life was torn open. Co Thanh Yen burst into my room, her eyes red, scolding me for being so cruel that even my own sister wouldn't let me go. Only then did I know that the person at the temple who saved him was Uyen Nhi, and the baby in her womb was also his. He married me by mistake. And because of his mistake, I have to pay the price for life. Thinking of this, I looked at Uyen Nhi sitting opposite.