Chapter 1 — Ky Y Lac

"This king has been looking for her for five years, searching all the villages in Kim Lang city but still can't find the person who used to play chess with this king." His eyes fell on my hands. "It wasn't until the day On Hu Bach passed the Tham Hoa exam, when he saw with his own eyes that she personally tied flowers for him, that this king recognized these hands. "Instinctively, I wanted to pull my hands away, but I tried to hold back. My hands are nothing special compared to other women, they are also long and slender, just my right index finger has calluses from holding chess pieces all year round. Along with an old scar between the thumb. "Your Highness is really sharp-eyed." I raised my right hand, comfortably letting him see that scar. "When I was young, I was playing with scissors and accidentally cut it, if I didn't look closely, it would be hard to notice." Luong Kien Son just smiled without responding, gently raised his hand to signal me to sit down opposite the stone table. "Let's play one more game?" "You hold the black piece." I didn't refuse, picked up my skirt and sat down opposite him. The four corners of the cool communal house are hung with lanterns, surrounded by thin silk curtains. The night wind gently blew, making the curtains gently sway. Behind him, a maid quietly walked over to replace the tea, then silently retreated into the darkness. I waved a black chess piece in my hand, thinking for a long time before solemnly placing it down. In his previous life, Luong Kien Son only sought me out to play chess. But at that time, my thinking was no different from On Hu Bach's, thinking that playing chess was just an excuse, and raping the courtier's wife was the real purpose. I couldn't concentrate at all, and soon lost to him. Seeing that I couldn't even hold the chess piece firmly, he looked disappointed. Then they sent someone to take me to the dew room to rest carefully. Early the next morning, they sent someone to take me back to the palace. From beginning to end, he never did anything beyond politeness. But if we could live again, we wouldn't miss this opportunity again. While quickly calculating how to swallow the white piece's chess position, I also carefully inquired. "Your Highness let my father hold the black piece, is it because you want to wash away old grudges?" Luong Kien Son laughed, his eyebrows widened. He looks like he has some of the demeanor of that young man at that time. "It's true that I want to take revenge, but this king wants to see how much your skills have improved after five years." I lowered my head to look at the chess board, reaching out my right hand to grab the chess box next to me. With a slightly strong movement, the jade bracelet on her wrist slid down, revealing a bruise on her wrist. It was Luong Kien Son's turn to lower the flag, but he was slow and refused to place his troops. Only then did I withdraw my hand and gently pull down my sleeve. It just seemed like he was trying to hide it. "Isn't Wen Hubai treating you well?" Luong Kien Son's voice was cold, carrying vague pressure. I quickly smiled and shook my head. "Your Highness has misunderstood. Your husband has always treated my father gently and thoughtfully. It's just that tonight, your highness summoned my father alone to the Royal Palace, so he was unavoidably worried." Luong Kien Son withdrew his gaze and lowered a piece. "Worry? Could this king still eat her?" "My husband only feels that it is not proper for your highness to call a married woman into the Royal Palace in the middle of the night." I said. Holding the black chess piece between two fingers, gently tapping on the chessboard. "But after meeting your highness, my father understood that your highness just wanted to find someone to play chess for fun. It was my husband who thought too much, and even speculated about your highness in a not so glorious direction." "But that's also true, a few days ago my husband attended a banquet at Tran Thuong Thu's palace. Since that day, when he returned, he was often absent-minded and could not feel secure when looking at anyone." "Perhaps at the party." That day he heard some rumors, so he became suspicious like a bird afraid of a bent branch." After saying those words, I gently spoke again.

lower a piece. It's like just some small talk while playing chess. Luong Kien Son smiled faintly, a low laugh escaped his throat. "Tran Thuong Thu... Huh." Just said that one sentence and didn't say anything else. I didn't say much, just focused on continuing to play chess with him. The black pieces continuously changed positions on the chessboard, but gradually fell into a weak position, suppressed by the white pieces that had broken the siege. Seeing that the dragon was about to be surrounded and destroyed by the white army, I frowned and thought for a long time, finally placing my pieces to admit defeat. "Your highness's skills have improved greatly, my father bows to the throne." I placed the remaining black pieces in the chess box, smiling shyly. "Five years ago, I could have won against your highness, I'm afraid it was just that my father's luck was a little better that day." Luong Kien Son laughed loudly. That look was as if he had finally washed away the old grudge, his eyes looking at me were a bit more sincere. "You really don't give in to this king?" I smiled. "Of course." Luong Kien Son stood up and started cleaning up the chess board. I quickly stepped forward to help, and as I bowed my head, my hands touched each other. Unlike On Hu Bach's skinny hand because he holds a pen all year round, Luong Kien Son's hand is much larger and warmer. His hands not only have calluses from constantly holding chess pieces, but also calluses from practicing martial arts all year round. I don't know whose fingertips trembled first, ten fingers naturally clasped together. "After experiencing the blue sea, I realized that water in other places is not worthy of being called water, except for Mount Vu, clouds in other places are no longer clouds." "The chess game five years ago with Your Highness, Khe Dao always remembers, sometimes even thinking, if only I told Your Highness my real name that day... how good it would be." That statement was truly bold. climax.