Chapter 5 — I Don't Believe That Humanity Has Gray Heads

"You should think carefully! Copy Nu Duc three times!"Giang Van Tu sat alone looking at the heavy night outside the window. The finger print on my cheek has not yet disappeared, and the pain is still dull when exposed to the wind. Over the past years, she has been locked in a cage named after the general's palace, making Mrs. Giang obey the rules, endure what others cannot endure, endure what others cannot endure. Only now did she discover that being alone is more free than being locked in a golden cage. I don't know how long she had been sitting still, but outside the window suddenly came the sound of a carriage. "Van Tu, I'm coming to take you away." The self-pity that had accumulated over the past few days, when she saw that person, immediately disappeared completely. "Okay." 7 Tham Tranh angrily returned to the study room, but inside he was even more frustrated and insecure. In fact, as soon as that slap landed, he regretted it. But Giang Van Tu's cold, sarcastic eyes and her refusal to back down made him feel that the majesty of a general like him was being provoked. She is his wife. How dare you talk to him like that? "General, Tu To at the hospital, Mrs. Giang requested an audience." Outside the door came the guard's voice. "No see! Tell her to go back and take good care of her master!" Tham Tranh waved his hand in frustration. He sat in front of the table, looking at the military documents piled high like a mountain, but he couldn't read a single word. In front of his eyes was only the disappointed expression of Giang Van Tu from earlier. The sky outside is gradually darkening. Tham Tranh rubbed his eyebrows, then finally stood up and called the bodyguard: "Has dinner been delivered to the lady's courtyard yet?" The bodyguard bowed and replied: "General, it has been brought, but... Miss Tu To said that the lady had no appetite, so she told someone to bring it back intact." Tham Tranh frowned and frowned. "No appetite? Have you eaten anything today?" "I heard... I only ate a few mouthfuls of porridge for breakfast, and lunch also. Don't move your chopsticks much." Tham Tranh's heart was tense. She still has a wound on her shoulder, how can she not eat or drink like that? "Go to the kitchen, tell them to cook some light, easy-to-digest dishes and bring them over. Just say... I told you." The bodyguard received the order to leave. Tham Tranh walked back and forth in the study room, the more he thought about it, the more uneasy he became. Actually, when I calm down and think about the words she said today, every word pierces my heart, but every sentence makes sense. It was he who wronged her and even beat her... "General, the West Court sent someone to report that young master T. was crying non-stop. Aunt To asked you to come and see." Outside the door came another report from the maid. Tham Tranh waved his hand angrily: "I'm not a royal physician. If you have something to do, call the imperial physician. What's the use of looking for me? I'll come over later." For the first time, he felt that the trivial matters of the child and the Western Institute made him so tired. When it was completely dark, Tham Tranh finally couldn't bear it and walked towards the main courtyard. On the way, he remembered the good things about Giang Van Tu before. She hurt her body because of testing him, but she never complained. Every day she burned incense to pray for him to have a child, that expectation was sincere. She managed all the big and small things in the palace, never making a mistake... But he made her suffer all the self-pity because of a concubine. Walking to the main courtyard door, Tham Tranh suddenly stopped walking. The hospital door is tightly closed. It was silent inside, not even a lamp was lit. This is not like her style. In the past, no matter how late he returned, she always left a lamp in the yard. She said that was the way back for him. "Open the door." Tham Tranh commanded in a low voice. The doorkeeper panicked and opened the hospital door, then knelt down and bowed: "General..." "Where is your wife?" Tham Tranh left.

straight into the interior. "Madam... ma'am said you were tired and had to rest early." Tham Tranh's steps became faster. He pushed open the interior door, it was dark inside, only seeing the empty bed. Beds and mats are arranged neatly. The brocade blanket was folded squarely, without a dent on the pillow. "Van Tu?" Tham Tranh's heart suddenly sank. He quickly walked to the bed and touched the mattress. Apparently no one was lying there tonight. "Where are you?" Tu To quickly ran from the next room, knelt on the ground, his shoulders shaking slightly. "Where have you gone?" Tham Tranh's voice carried panic that he himself did not recognize. T. Tu To raised his head, tears in his eyes but bit his lips, refusing to speak. "I ask you, where has the lady gone?" Tham Tranh grabbed T. Tu To from the ground and pulled her up, using such strength that she cried out in pain. "The general... the lady... the lady is gone." Tham Tranh seemed to be struck by lightning. "Going? Where are you going? Since when? Why didn't you stop him?" again?” T. Tu To's tears finally fell: