Chapter 5 — In rebirth, I stole the merit to save the princess, I turned around to save the prince

"It's just a dress. If you like it, after I go back I will ask someone to give you another Van Cam sheet to make a dress."

Hearing those words, Tham Van Nhu's eyes immediately lit up. Having achieved what she wanted, she did not continue to procrastinate anymore, just proudly said to the slave kneeling on the ground:

"Okay. Your Highness the Princess said she would give me another piece of Van Cam to make clothes, so I won't compare with you anymore. You go out and kneel and slap yourself thirty times, this matter is over."

The slave bowed his head in thanks, then immediately knelt outside the water to say thanks. Soon, the popping sounds of slaps echoed inside. Staying at Thien Duyet's cottage all afternoon, I silently calculated the time. If you don't go, you won't have time to see that person appear. So, I used the excuse that my body was not feeling well and left. Tham Van Nhu saw that I was losing interest so he didn't bother to hold back. I sat back on the horse-drawn carriage, lifted the curtain and looked at Thien Duyet mountain village gradually disappearing behind. Hopefully the next few days Tham Van Nhu will have happy days. The previous life was also like that. Ly Mong Uyen, in the name of repaying the favor of saving his life, often invited me into the palace to be his friend, and even took me to attend gatherings of famous ladies. At that time, I was both happy and worried, just feeling that Her Highness the Princess was very close and friendly. Only later will we know. She just sees me as a pet, calls me to come, pushes me to go. I'm just a toy for her to entertain her boring days. She took me to gatherings of noble ladies, just to show off to everyone. Let them see how obedient her toy is, how interesting it is. From beginning to end, Ly Mong Uyen never appreciated my gift of saving my life. She never truly respected me. On the surface, Ly Mong Uyen sees me as a benefactor. But behind my back, she despised me everywhere and tortured me in all sorts of ways. Every time they gathered, she deliberately made me lose face, borrowed all kinds of fun games to torment me, and then joined other noble ladies in mocking and laughing at me. The items you gave me were all fake. Her good treatment is also fake. All my flashy appearances are fake. Ly Mong Uyen is like a poppy, beautiful on the outside but rotten inside. She didn't please me, so she used all kinds of tricks everywhere, thinking of all kinds of ways to humiliate me. Summer forces us to stand in the sun to pray for peace. Winter makes us step on hot coals. Constantly hurting me, but not letting me die. Even the Queen arranging me to be next to Ly Mong Uyen as her reading partner was just for me to bear the blame for her. On the surface, I study with the Princess, supervising her diligent reading. But in reality, I am just someone who follows Ly Mong Uyen to take the punishment and take responsibility. Every assignment I seriously completed was taken away and turned into Ly Mong Uyen's achievement. She was praised by everyone for her intelligence and hard work. But if something goes wrong, all mistakes are our responsibility. I have wanted to die or run away countless times. But everything was stopped by the person she placed next to her. She even used her mother in Van district to threaten me. I was tormented to such an extent by Ly Mong Uyen like crazy. Every day when I'm with her, the thing I think about most is how to die. It wasn't until Ly Mong Uyen gave me special permission to return to my hometown to visit my relatives, and then Tham Van Nhu stabbed me to death with a knife out of jealousy... did I feel like everything was finally over. There was even a moment when we felt happy. Finally, I don't have to continue to endure Ly Mong Uyen's hell-like tortures anymore. I have been liberated. The horse carriage quickly arrived at the foot of the mountain of Ho Quoc Pagoda. I told the driver to stop, got out of the car and followed the long stone steps leading up to the temple. In the main hall, a tall golden Buddha statue stands tall. His compassionate eyes looked down from above, as if quietly watching the suffering in the world. Thin smoke from the incense burner in front of the temple curls up in front of the Buddha statue, like letters containing the devout prayers of believers. I kneel down.