Chapter 3 — I was taken to the palace as a substitute for the dead princess

“Your wife?”

“From tonight onwards, she will no longer be your wife.”

Bui Nghien slowly raised his eyes. His eyes finally fell on that body. Right at that moment, his face changed. Not surprising. Not angry either. It's a stiffness that's almost out of control.

"I" sat on the emperor's lap, also raising my head to look at him.

There were still tears in her eyes, but suddenly they became quiet. The two quietly looked at each other. The white candle in the main hall suddenly made a cracking sound. I look at Bui Nghien. The heart gradually becomes colder inch by inch. What he was looking at was not Tham Dien. What he was looking at was Princess Truong Lac.

“Bui Nghien.”

“I” softly called his name.

Those two words came from my own throat, so soft that they were like an old dream that had long been dusted. Bui Nghien's knuckles suddenly tightened. The Emperor immediately hugged him protectively.

"Minh Xu just woke up and can't stand any excitement."

“Bui Nghien, get down.”

Bui Nghien still did not move. He stared at "me" for a long time. It's been so long that I thought he could finally see the demon that was me. But when he opened his mouth, his voice was so low that it was hoarse.

“This time, I won't let you die again.”

My whole body is cold. Turns out he knew. He knew that Princess Truong Lac had died. He also knew that the person standing in front of him was not me. But he never asked a single question about where Tam Dien was. He didn't even glance once towards the empty corner of the main hall. I stood there, as if I had just been killed again. The emperor's face became extremely gloomy.

“Bui Nghien, you are so bold.”

Bui Nghien gently lowered his eyes.

“I missed my words.”

He admitted his mistake with his mouth, but his eyes from beginning to end never left "me".

“I” sat up straight from the emperor's lap.

She used my hand to hold the dragon robe tightly.

“Brother Hoang, I want to say something to Master Bui.”

The Emperor frowned slightly. She lowered her voice.

“I just want to know, after I die, will you live well?”

As soon as these words were uttered, the bottom of Bui Nghien's eyes finally cracked into a gap. I see it. We see it extremely clearly. It was painful. It's the pain he gives her. I married you for three years. Illness for three years. Enduring cold eyes for three years. But he has never looked at me with those eyes once. Yet the princess had just borrowed my body to wake up, and he was in such pain. The Emperor gently closed his eyes.

“Only one sentence is allowed.”

“I” looked at Bui Nghien.

“He's gotten thinner.”

Bui Nghien's throat moved slightly.

“So does she.”

I almost laughed out loud. My soul has no tears. But I still feel my eye sockets are painful. She used my face. Use my voice. Use my body. Let's review old stories with my husband. They are like a pair of lovers separated by cruel fate. So what do we count? Only counts as one class skin. Just counts as an empty corpse. After all, I am just a dead person, a dead person should not raise his voice to disturb their reunion. The Emperor suddenly stood up. He picked "me" up.

“Minh Xu needs to rest.”

Bui Nghien bowed his head.

“I take my leave.”

Having finished speaking, he turned and left. As if I was crazy, I immediately chased after him. I want to ask you. Did you know all along that I would die? Have you been looking forward to this day for a long time? You married me, is it just because of my face and my eight characters? But as soon as I reached the main hall door, an invisible force suddenly knocked me back. I fell hard to the ground. It was clear that there was no longer a body, but it still felt like all the bones in the body had disintegrated. The Taoist stood next to the candle circle, bowing his head and looking at me. He saw me. I suddenly raised my head.

“Did you see me?”

The Taoist grinned.

“Lady Bui's soul is indeed quite strong.”

I immediately rushed forward.

“Give me my body back!”

He waved the whisk vigorously.