Chapter 12 — In Rebirth, My Sister Stole My Cold-Faced Husband

The days after getting married were much more exciting than we expected. Lady Vu An Marquis——who is also my current husband's mother——is an extremely intelligent person. On the first day of drinking tea, she smiled and accepted it, took a sip, and then stuffed a red envelope into my hand.

"Good boy, once you get married, you're part of the family. If that kid Lam Uyen dares to bully you, tell me, I'll deal with him."

Ta Lam Uyen stood next to her and cried out: "Mother! How could I bully her!"

"You said the same thing in front of me before, what was the result? Last time you knocked over the pot of orchids I raised, and you said it was the cat's doing."

“That is really a cat——”

“We don't have a cat in our house.”

Ta Lam Uyen was speechless. I stood next to him and laughed so much that I could barely hold my cup of tea. My mother-in-law has been extremely good to me. Without establishing rules, without showing influence, he pulled me over every three days to chat.

"An Ninh, this child, Lam Uyen, has been a simple-minded person since childhood. He can't read books, but he's good at fighting. His father and I worried about him until we were bald."

“How did it get better later?”

“Send him to Bac Cuong and take a few stabs, then when he comes back he will understand.” The husband's mother sighed, "At that time, his father and I were almost scared to death."

“He never said these things.”

"It doesn't say it's normal. It's like that, everything that's painful is swallowed in the stomach." My husband's mother patted my hand, "In the future, I will have peace of mind with you by my side."

Ta Lam Uyen's life is simple but disciplined. In the morning, practice martial arts for an hour. Afterwards, he went to the military camp to take roll call——after the King of Qi case, the Crown Prince trusted the Marquis of Vu An's palace even more, and Ta Lam Uyen was officially appointed as Deputy Commander of the Forbidden Army. When I return in the afternoon, I will definitely bring some things with me. Sometimes it's sugar candy, sometimes it's breakfast, sometimes it's a clay doll bought at a roadside stand.

“This doll looks like you.” He held up the round-faced doll for me to see.

“Like where?”

"Round."

“My face is not round!”

“It's round and round, like a floating cake.”

“Ta Lam Uyen!”

"Lady An Ninh, calm down! The general knows he was wrong!"

He chuckled and raised his hands in surrender. I used the fan to hit him. He made an exaggerated "who da" sound, then took advantage of my lack of attention and took out a breakfast box from behind.

"Peach blossom cake. Just came out today."

I glared at him and took a piece. He stood next to me watching me eat, smiling stupidly like an idiot. Quy An was in the corner of the yard practicing his sword, saw this scene, and quietly turned his head away.

“Young master has changed.” Quy An told Thanh Hoa.

“Change where?”

"Before, I only knew how to fight and eat. Now——I also know how to comfort people."

Thanh Hoa thought for a moment: "Isn't that good?"

"That's good...it's just that you always send me to line up to buy food for my wife. Last time I stood for two hours to buy pine nut cakes. Two hours."

“Lady Tay likes to eat.”

“I also like to eat, who can line me up?”

One afternoon in October, Ta Lam Uyen returned from the military camp, carrying the smell of sweat.

“What to practice today?”

“Practice formations.” He took off his coat, revealing the traditional robe underneath, "but today I have something important to tell you."

“What?”

“The Crown Prince told me that there might be a battle in Bac Cuong at the end of the year.”

My heart sank.

“Are you going?”

"Don't know yet. The Crown Prince is still considering. But if necessary, We may have to take a trip.”

“The wound on your left hand——”

“It's gone, it's been gone for a long time.” He raised his left arm and shook it in front of my face, "You see, you can beat ten people."

I don't laugh. He saw that I was unhappy, came closer, and carefully poked my face.

“An Ninh, don't worry.”

“I'm not worried.”

“The corners of her mouth are turning down.”

"Do not have!"

"Have. Every time she is unhappy, the corners of her mouth turn down. I have been observing for three months.”

“You observed me for three months?”

“Not just three months. It started from the first time we met.”

I was speechless when he said something like that. After a long while, I sadly said: "If you go to the battlefield, don't get hurt."

“Don't be reckless.”

“If you can't fight, then run.”

“This……okay.”

“Must come back alive.”

He raised his hand and gently covered the back of my hand.

“Will definitely return.”

That night, I had a dream. In the dream, there were not memories of my previous life, but a scene I had never seen before - Ta Lam Uyen wearing silver armor, standing in the middle of a white snow field. The Northern Wind roared, the blade's light was as cold as frost. His left arm was bleeding, but he still held the spear and rushed forward. Behind him were tens of thousands of enemies. I woke up from the dream. Outside the window, the moonlight is like dew. Ta Lam Uyen slept next to me, breathing regularly. I looked at his face sideways, reached out my hand, and gently touched the faint scar in the middle of his forehead. That's the knife mark left in Bac Cuong.

“Don't go anymore.” My voice is so soft that I can't hear it clearly.

He turned over, unconsciously placed his hand on my waist, and vaguely muttered something.

“An Ninh……sleep a little more.”

I closed my eyes and held his hand tightly.