Chapter 13 — I Give Up Everything, Always Give Up My Fiance, Never Give Up My Life

"Just now, you were being self-centered, you were 'already a member of your highness', you didn't speak clearly, now you just need to say one word about the pressing situation and you want to end the matter."

He raised his hand, his fingertips almost touching my chin. I was startled and took a step back, my back touching the cold earth wall.

“What does Your Highness want?”

I looked at him warily. I know that he is definitely not as simple and carefree as he seems. Through several "chance meetings" and jokes, I have felt that under the shell of that life, there is a bottomless abyss. Dealing with him is like scheming with a tiger. He looked at my guarded appearance, suddenly laughed, retracted his hand, and restored his lazy appearance from before: "I don't want to do anything. Just remind you, once a play has been completed, it must have a beginning and an end. Ta Doan Hanh is a person with a heart as small as a needle, and today, having suffered such a big loss, he will absolutely not let go. This title of 'the prince's son' of yours, I'm afraid I will have to wear it for a while." I'm quiet. We know he's right. Today, my face has been completely torn apart, and even using the big Tieu Quyet flag, between me and the Marquis, and the Tham family, there is no longer any way back. The road ahead, I'm afraid is even more difficult.

"What's more," he changed his tone, his eyes glanced at the hand I had just held the ax with, where it was rubbed red by the rough wooden handle, "your good sister-in-law, doesn't look like the type to be easy to deal with. Today this play 'using blood to save lives' has collapsed, the next play, I don't know what it is yet."

Our hearts are heavy. Giang Nhuoc Ninh's system will not let me go. She needs everyone's infatuation, along with my tragic end, to maintain her aura.

"When soldiers come, block them, when water comes, cover them."

I took a deep breath, calmed my mind, and spoke calmly.

“At worst, the fish will die and the net will be torn.”

Tieu Quyet raised his eyebrows, seemingly a bit surprised by my "not afraid of heaven, not afraid of earth" attitude, then laughed again: "A bit interesting." He waved his hand, turned around and walked towards his black horse: "Okay, the play is finished, your highness should go too. If there's anything missing in the page, just send someone to the next page and say so." He turned around on the horse, his movements were smooth and seamless, completely opposite to the languorous and carefree look from before. He reined in, turned his head to look at me once, his eyes were dark and unpredictable.

"Tham Dieu, remember what you said today. Once you get on my boat, don't expect to get off easily."

Having finished speaking, he spurred the horse's belly, led the group of people and left proudly, leaving Xuan Hieu and I still not recovered, and a piece of chaos and an unclear future. Chan Xuan Hieu went limp, fell to the ground, and cried loudly: "Miss. You threatened me with death. Just now... just now..." I helped her stand up and patted her back, I was still scared in my heart. We know that although the immediate danger has temporarily passed, the real storm has probably only just begun. Ta Doan Hanh's jealousy, the Tham family's rage, Giang Nhuoc Ninh's system, and... Tieu Quyet's seemingly safe but actually more dangerous boat. Every next step is like stepping on thin ice. In the following days, Trang Tu fell into a strange calm. The Ta family no longer sends anyone, Tham family Also completely silent. It was as if the earth-shattering chaos that day had never happened. But in our hearts we understand very clearly that this is just the calm before the storm. I told Xuan Hieu to try to limit going out, let the trusted servant in the manor go shopping for all necessary items. We closed the door to the retreat, as if we were truly in seclusion in this secluded manor house. Occasionally, I still hear the faint sound of bamboo silk coming from the farm next to me, or see Tieu Quyet's black horse leisurely walking near my yard to graze. He doesn't come here anymore, but that invisible "protection" still seems to exist, making the staring eyes not dare to be too arrogant. Until ten days later. The old servant in the manor rushed in, his face panicked: "Eldest Miss, it's not over. Outside... outside is spreading... saying that you... you have been possessed by demons." My heart suddenly sank. Giang Nhuoc Ninh's new trick. Xuan Hieu was so scared that his face turned pale: "You're talking nonsense. Who dares to make up lies."