Chapter 3 — In Rebirth, My Sister Stole My Cold-Faced Husband

Ta Lam Uyen bowed her head and leaned close to my ear: "Do you know that person?"

“We've met before.”

"OH." He paused for a moment, "it doesn't look very happy."

“It has nothing to do with us.”

“That's good.” He pulled the reins, the horse sped up, "holding tight——"

The wind rushed into my sleeves, and half of my hair tie blew away. The carriage behind was getting farther and farther away... That night, Thanh Hoa told me something.

“Miss, I heard that after Young Khanh Bui returned to the palace, he broke a tea cup.”

“What does it have to do with me if he breaks things?”

“But he has never broken anything before…”

“So it proves he has improved.” I turned around, "It's better to let your emotions out than to keep them inside."

Thanh Hoa opened her mouth, but in the end she didn't say anything more. Three days later, Ta Lam Uyen brought the second ceremony. A wooden box, inside contained a live yellow kitten. A red string was tied around the cat's neck, and on the red string hung a small wooden tag with four words crookedly engraved——

“Companies her to comfort her.”

Thanh Hoa hugged the cat and carefully asked: "How does he know that the lady likes cats?"

“I never told him.”

“So that's strange.”

Strange is not really strange. In my previous life, I raised a cat in Bui Nghien Chi's mansion, then Tham Minh Chau "accidentally" let it run away. But how could Ta Lam Uyen know? I raised my hand to stroke the little cat's chin, and it comfortably purred. Thanh Hoa suddenly leaned closer, lowered his voice and said: "Miss, today when Mr. Ta brought the cat, Miss Bui 'just happened' to pass by."

“Passing by again?”

"His little boy said that Dai Ly Tu had just received a case and had to go to the eastern citadel for questioning."

“The Tham Palace is in the western citadel.”

"That's right." Thanh Hoa's expression was extremely wonderful, "The eastern city did not go east but went west. Bui Thieu Khanh was probably afraid that the road would be too lonely."

I couldn't help but burst out laughing. Bui Nghien Chi, Bui Nghien Chi, in your previous life, when I died, you didn't even look back once, so in this life you're starting to act around the corner? The next day, mother called me to the main street. Tham Minh Chau was also there. She sat on her mother's left hand, her eyes were slightly red, and she looked weak and pitiful.

“Is An Ninh here?” Mother's voice was a bit awkward, "Your sister has something to tell you."

Tham Minh Chau stood up and bowed to me.

"An Ninh, I... Young Master Bui chose me at the flower brooch banquet, but I know he always remembers you in his heart. Yesterday he came to Ta residence——"

“Pham Tham Palace.” I corrected her, "You are in the Tham residence."

She choked.

"...Yes, he came to the Tham residence and said a lot to me. In every sentence and every word, he was asking about your recent situation. I was really feeling guilty, so I wanted to come and ask you..."

“Ask what?”

"Do you still have feelings for Mr. Bui? If you still have feelings, I'm willing to leave——"

“No need.”

“I said no need.” I sat down opposite my mother and poured myself a cup of tea:

"Whoever Young Master Bui chooses is the one. I already have a marriage contract in mind, whether or not I withdraw has nothing to do with me."

Tham Minh Chau was stunned. Obviously she didn't expect me to be so decisive. In her previous life, she also performed similar scenes. At that time, I blushed and said "I don't care", but bottomed out Her eyes clearly flashed with a hint of pride. What about now? I really don't pay attention anymore.

“An Ninh, you really——”

“Sister Bieu.” I looked straight into her eyes, "After you marry Bui Thieu Khanh, just live your life well. Don't always come to ask me what I think. If you ask too much, Bui Thieu Khanh will not be happy."

Tham Minh Chau's face suddenly turned pale. My mother stood next to me, looked at me, then looked at her, and finally just said "okay". After Tham Minh Chau left, mother called me back.

“An Ninh, you've changed a lot lately.”

“Is the change good or bad?”

“Hard to say.” Mother assessed me, "I just feel that you...are more understanding."

Understand? Generally, people who have died once are quite understanding. The fourth time Ta Lam Uyen came to Tham palace, carrying a basket of pomegranates. Not a rare kind, just the kind that roadside farmers sell, the red skin is cracked, the meat inside is almost about to fall out.

“I was just riding past here and saw there was food on the side of the road, so I thought you might like to eat it.”

“Why do you think I like eating pomegranates?”

He thought for a moment: "You look like someone who likes to eat pomegranates." What kind of logic is this? Thanh Hoa stood next to him and secretly smiled. I looked at the basket of dilapidated pomegranates in all shapes and sizes, and thought of the gifts that Bui Nghien Chi had brought in my previous life—each item was packed squarely and neatly, pleasing to the eye. Then we reached out and took the largest fruit.

“After peeling it off, give it to me.”

Without saying a word, Ta Lam Uyen sat down on the stone bench and began peeling pomegranates. The second young master of the Marquis of Vu An Palace, his fingernails were covered in red pomegranate juice, still peeling with excitement. His little boy Quy An stood next to him, looking like he was in a trance.

“Second Young Master, or…let your subordinates do it?”

"No need, I'll peel it myself to make sense."