Chapter 4 — I Rely On Lying Still And Ignoring It, The Back Trach Fighting System Goes Crazy

I wore a light-colored dress that was half new and half old. This was already my most beautiful outfit. Tieu Dao took my money and bought it from a ready-made shop outside. Compared to the crowd of noble ladies and jewels filled with people in the hall, I am so simple that I look like a maid who accidentally walked in here by mistake. Today Khuong Du is dressed exceptionally brightly and beautifully. She wore a dress embroidered with birds embroidered with gold thread, and on her head was a set of pure gold knives inlaid with pink gems. Every step shone with countless rays of light. She nestled next to Mrs. Hau, receiving countless compliments from everyone, naturally becoming the focus of the entire banquet.

"Is that the one who was brought back from the countryside? Tsk tsk, sure enough, the whole person exudes the aura of a young man."

"I heard that even the Crown Prince Tran Quoc Cong criticized her for being vulgar and rustic, and even canceled the marriage on the spot, truly ruining the dignity of the Marquis Palace."

"Lady An Vien Hau is also very pitiful. After raising her for 18 years, she realized that the treasure was fake, and her biological son is someone who can't get on the table."

The whispers were neither loud nor soft, just enough to reach my ears. 【If you're human, you can't stand it anymore! Host, it's time for us to go on stage to perform! Don't you know how to embroider? Later, bring a double-sided embroidery in front of everyone and dazzle them! Show them what it means to be a real person who doesn't show their face!】 The system excitedly outlined the whole face-slapping process in my head. I found a hidden corner to sit down, poured myself a cup of tea, pretending not to hear the conversations around me. Halfway through the banquet, it was time for the juniors to take turns offering their talents to wish them longevity. Several ladies from different branches performed the piano, chess, books, and paintings. Although it was nothing special, it still received a round of applause. When it was Khuong Du's turn, she held the famous Tieu Vi guitar and played a piece of "Phoenix Cau Hoang". The sound of the instrument was fluent and the skill was skillful, making the entire hall continuously ring with applause. Mrs. Hou looked at her, her eyes filled with pride and love that could not be hidden.

“Du Nhi's piano playing is really getting more and more sophisticated.” Lady Tran Quoc Cong, who is also Tieu Canh Minh's mother, smiled and said to Mrs. Hau. "I just don't know which family will be more comfortable for the kid in the future."

As soon as the words ended, everyone's eyes seemed to glance towards Tieu Canh Minh. Tieu Canh Minh sat there, the corner of his lips carrying a faint smile, his eyes looking at Khuong Du clearly showing some appreciation. One piece ended, Khuong Du hugged the guitar, shyly looked at Tieu Canh Minh, then turned his eyes to me.

“Sister.” Khuong Du gently spoke, his voice not loud, but just loud enough for everyone in the hall to hear.

"I heard that when I was in the countryside, you also learned some skills. I wonder if you can let me and everyone else open our eyes today?"

In the blink of an eye, all eyes focused on him. This is raise and then kill. 【It's here! She is impatient, impatient! Host, the opportunity is here! Please agree quickly! Then take the ultimate skill you've been practicing for 18 years and slap her face hard!】 The system was even more excited than me. I put down the tea cup and stood up. Between the eyes of expectation and contempt And waiting to see everyone's good game, I walked to the middle of the hall.

"I don't dare to admit my talent. If I only know a few tricks in the countryside, I'm afraid it will dirty the eyes of noble people." I spoke up, my voice still calm as before.

“You're humble, sister.” Khuong Du smiled even sweeter. "Whatever it is, it is your sister's heart. Surely mother will be very happy."

She blocked all escape routes, forcing me to perform. I nodded: "Since that's the case, I would like to donate some of my resources." I did not ask for a piano, nor did I ask for paper and pen, I just said to the butler standing next to me: "I'm sorry, please lend me the cleaver from the kitchen." The whole hall was buzzing.

“Knife... machete?” The housekeeper thought he heard wrong.

【Milling cutter?! Host, what are you planning to do! There is no such part in the script! You should perform double-sided embroidery or play a song called Quang Lang Tan!】 The system felt like its processor was about to burn out.