Chapter 4 — Minh VI

A violent cough interrupted my words, the fishy taste rolled up in my throat, but I gritted my teeth and forced it down, my eyes like ice blades fixed on her smug face.

"This princess thought you were just a wild wanderer, not understanding etiquette... but you turned out to be a cruel person with no fear!"

I clenched every word, trying to use the last bit of majesty to suppress her:

“Right in my palace, harming my beloved, such dirty behavior... do you really think that in this world there is no royal law, no rules?!”

At that moment, Tieu Triet heard the movement and ran over, lifted the curtain and walked in. He glanced at the blood stains on my blanket, along with my appearance of panting violently due to anger. Then he glanced at the dead cat on the ground, his eyebrows immediately furrowed. He didn't look at Linh Lung at all, but instead walked straight to my bed, his voice carrying disappointment and impatience as expected:

"Minh Vi! I only left for a moment, but you..."

"Linh Lung told me just now, I'm afraid she's not willing in her heart, blaming me for being too hasty... I still don't believe it."

He sighed, as if extremely helpless before me:

"She's already taken the Nine Turns Soul Pill, the number one in the world, so what's not enough? Why do you have to resort to such self-harming tricks to gain favor and anger? Who can see?"

Contest for favor? Angry? Self-harm? I almost thought I heard wrong. Does he think that this pool of blood was forced out by me for an act?

“And this cat…”

He glanced at the cold cat corpse, his voice even more calm and indifferent:

"Just an animal, when you die, you die. She has always been gentle, why now say such cruel words to scold Linh Lung? She has a straightforward personality, she cannot stand those words."

Evil? This word is like a knife soaked in ice, fiercely stabbing straight into my heart. I once fought in the battlefield, protected the people, took off my armor and returned home, keeping my dignity as a wife... but one day, from the mouth of the husband I loved with all my heart, I heard the two words "evil". Before I could recover from that terrible, absurd feeling, I saw Tieu Triet turn around and walk towards Linh Lung. His movements instantly became extremely careful, gently supporting her arm, his voice was unprecedentedly urgent and protective:

"Linh Lung, why are you here? Didn't I tell you to rest well? Don't get excited, come with me home."

He lowered his head to look at her, the worry in his eyes almost overflowing:

"Her body can't stand the torment right now. I have everything, no need to worry about others."

Linh Lung leaned on his lap and glanced at me provocatively. I was stunned as I looked at his hand placed in front of her lower abdomen, protecting it very respectfully, at the tension in his eyes that was not fake... In that moment of electric light and fire, everything suddenly became clear! It turns out that's it. She was pregnant. No wonder she was in such a hurry to move in, no wonder Tieu Triet easily forgave all her evil deeds, even eager to give her status... It turned out that they had already... It turned out that I vomited blood in pain, my cat died, all my anger and resentment, in his eyes, were all just ugly tricks to compete for favor, not worth putting on the table, were The "viciousness" disturbed the rest of the mother of his precious child. The feeling of colossal absurdity and icy despair instantly gripped me, making even the last bit of my resistance disappear. I suddenly feel like a complete joke. 5、 I felt like I was sinking into a chaotic darkness, unconscious for a long, long time. In the dream, the light circulated, but it returned to the first day I met Tieu Triet. On the outskirts of the capital, the hunting grounds. I'm dressed in red, driving a handsome horse with the fiercest temper, its hooves crushing the spring breeze. At that time, he was still a young man who had just joined Luc Phien Mon, with a sharp aura, serving to maintain order in the hunting field, standing right under my horse's hooves, looking up. I remember very clearly, the eyes he looked at me at that time were incredibly bright, full of wonder, undisguised appreciation, even... there was a clumsy trace of admiration. That light almost hurts my eyes. Later, he tried every way to propose to me, kneeling all day in front of the Queen Mother's palace gate. He held my hand, pointed to the sky and swore:

"Minh Vi, in this life Tieu Triet, I can marry you as my wife, and I will be protected by heaven. I swear, in this life I will never marry a second person, I will definitely treat you with sincerity, and will never let you suffer half of the resentment."

He spoke so sincerely, the light in his eyes was brighter than the stars. I believe. I also treat him with sincerity. Gathering all his sharpness on the battlefield, taking off his armor and hiding his work, learning how to take care of the trivial matters in the house, and washing his hands to cook soup for him. I think that's what he wants, that's happiness. But I don't know when, the way he looked at me changed. That burning light gradually disappeared, replaced by something difficult to put into words... fatigue, even a trace of disgust that was difficult to detect.