Chapter 6 — Little Fisherman of the Princess

Lam Viet didn't know what I was thinking, he just said: "The banquet is almost over. The mother has been waiting for you outside for a long time, I'll take you back first." I was still having trouble in my heart, so I just nodded quietly. 15 On the way back, Princess Truong and I sat in the same carriage. Halfway there, Princess Truong suddenly asked: "Who made you unhappy?" I shook my head: "No." He immediately ordered the carriage to stop. "Since you are the daughter of Princess Truong, you cannot bear half of the resentment. Quickly tell me." I pursed my lips. After a while, I asked: "Why did your highness accept me as your daughter?" This dynasty has never had a precedent for a princess to accept a female as her heir. Even if you want to receive an heir, the chosen one should be a child of the family, how can it be the turn of another daughter who is not as loved by the family as I am? The eldest princess attended the royal court. At first I thought he was doing this to deal with gossip in the court. Receiving a daughter from another family as an heir is to show that in this life he will no longer have descendants of his own blood, and will not pose any threat to the royal throne. But now it seems that is not the case. The carriage was quiet for a long time. The princess smiled: "I always wanted to know when you would ask me." His eyes slowly sketched every line on my face. "When you were little, I met you once on the outskirts of the capital." I was stunned. He waved his hand: "You were very young then, you probably don't remember." "At that time, I had just lost my daughter." The eldest princess had married once, everyone knew this. But very few people know that he once had a daughter. When His Majesty had just ascended the throne, foreign clans continuously violated the border. At that time, His Majesty's position was not yet stable, internal turmoil had not been quelled, and external disasters were constant. To protect the country and society, Princess Truong had to marry far away from a foreign clan. It was at that time that she gave birth to a daughter. His daughter died prematurely in the war. "After pacifying the foreign clan, His Majesty welcomed me back. But my daughter was gone, my mission as a princess had also been completed, I no longer wanted to live." "Your Majesty saw that I was depressed all day so he took me to the outskirts of the capital to rest." He smiled and looked at me: "You fell from the tree." "You said you wanted to pick fruit for your wife." "You asked me: 'Aunt, why? "You're so bright and lively. I can't help but think, if my daughter was still alive, she would be just like you." "...If only you were my daughter, how nice it would be." He reached out and stroked the hair on my forehead. The movements were extremely gentle, the voice was careful as if afraid of hurting me. "You haven't lived a good life these past few years, have you? The vivacity of the past has been completely worn away." "Obviously at that time I saw that your whole family was extremely close." "How could they be so biased as to let you suffer like that?" My eye sockets heated up, I rushed into his arms. "My daughter, my daughter..." The eldest princess called out with a trembling voice. Both of them have a missing piece in their hearts, so they fill each other. Fits perfectly without a single gap. 16From that day on, the relationship between me and Princess Truong became even closer. Sometimes we go to the flower boat to listen to music, sometimes we go to the suburbs to travel. As long as it's where the Princess is, everyone can see my silhouette. We are as close as our biological models, even more so than those who are actually related by blood. When the Queen heard the news, the number of times she summoned us to the palace increased more and more. Chiang Palace originally had no attitude towards giving their daughters to others

As the heir, I suddenly started to get impatient. I invited one letter after another to be taken to Princess Truong's palace, but all of them were like rocks sinking to the bottom of the sea, with no response. It's not like I followed the Princess into the palace, but I'm also going out on an excursion with you. Lam Viet seems to be addicted to being a gentleman. Besides performing arts, he also taught me a few other subjects, hovering before my eyes every day. Except for Princess Truong, the person people meet the most is him. The next time I saw the Chiang family again was during the autumn hunt. Just after arranging the tent, my mother and sister arrived. It's been a long time since I've seen you, my mother's first expression when she looked at me was awkward. Seeing that next to me there were several maids and entourage following, the tent's utensils were all complete, the item she was holding in her hand suddenly could not be brought out, her words became faltering. "A Ngu, have you had a good life these past few days?" Sister A was the first to speak. Her face was full of worry: "The messages we sent sent by everyone have not received a response, everyone is very worried about you." I glanced at her. "Are you not assured about me, or are you not assured about Princess Truong?" Mother still immediately spoke up to defend her: "Sister, you don't mean that." I did not answer, nor refute, just smiled at her. For a moment no one said anything.