Chapter 6 — Minh VI

The slight worry on his face seemed to be extinguished by cold water, quickly disappearing, replaced by a gloomy look and disgust at being deceived. He slowly stood up straight, his eyes looking at me turned cold.

"Thich Minh Vi," he called both his full name and his voice like ice, "I thought you were just a bit stubborn, but I didn't expect you to actually use such low-class tricks to compete for favor and get angry!"

I turned my eyes with difficulty, looking at Tieu Duong who was falling at the door, gritting my teeth to bear the pain and not daring to cry out loud. My heart felt like it was being sawed over and over again by a blunt knife, only remaining endlessly sad. Such a good lady, for my sake, she endured all the wrongs. Seeing this, Linh Lung added fuel to the fire. She walked in, raising her voice, making sure all the servants in the yard who were pricking their ears could hear:

"It was just a little grazed by the sword. At that time, it didn't look like anything serious, so why are you so determined to live or die? Now you still want to make a fuss in the palace? Are you afraid that others won't know that the Tieu family's backyard is not peaceful?"

She walked to Tieu Triet's side, her voice filled with worry:

"Husband, you have to think carefully. She doesn't care about the consequences of running into the palace and causing chaos like that. The Queen Mother already has a grudge against you because of what happened in the past. If she were to grasp your weaknesses and the future that you worked so hard to get, would you still need it? Just to compete for a moment, does she not care at all about your reputation and future?!"

Every word, every word, was like a heavy hammer, hitting the place Tieu Triet valued the most. His face was completely pale, the blue veins in his temples twitched. His eyes looked at me, the last bit of heat had disappeared, leaving only anger at being touched by the unicorn and deep disappointment.

“Good! Very good!” He was so angry that he laughed, his cold eyes swept over me and Tieu Duong who were trying to get up,

“Since you two masters and servants refuse to settle down and are determined to cause trouble ——”

He vigorously waved his sleeve and commanded solemnly:

"Where are you? Block your lady's courtyard for me! Without my orders, no one can go in or out! Especially the people next to you, watch carefully, anyone who dares to take a half step will directly break his leg!"

The sound of footsteps and orders rang out, the orders coldly pounded the ground. The courtyard gate was slammed shut, the sound of the lock falling was clear, like an invisible prison cage, trapping me and Tieu Duong, along with this entire room full of silence and despair, completely locked in a tight place. He glanced at me one last time, his eyes as if looking at a helpless stranger, constantly causing trouble for him, then hugged Linh Lung, without turning back and left. 7、 In the next few days, I was awake very little, most of the time I fell into a coma. We know it's also an intentional system. It's too painful for me to wake up, so I better close my eyes and get some peace. But every time I tried to open my eyes, what caught my eye were always Tieu Duong's crying eyes, red and swollen like peaches. She couldn't help herself, the courtyard gate was locked tightly with iron chains, not even a fly could fly in, let alone a royal physician. She once miserably begged the guards guarding the door, hoping they would have compassion and help spread the word, "The lady is seriously ill, I'm afraid something bad will happen." read full on page Nguyet Hoa Cac That guard had once received my favor, in his heart he couldn't bear it, he actually looked for an opportunity to report. But before the words reached Tieu Triet's ears, Linh Lung stopped him in the middle of the way. Through her mouth, my dying state turned into a despicable trick, carefully plotting to compete for favors and attention. Tieu Triet heard this, of course he became angry, not only did he not believe it, he also severely punished the guy. That guard was there to warn others. Finally, the day before the big wedding arrived. I asked the system to calm me down a bit, to deal with some unfinished business, and soon a strange force helped me sit up, my face even reflected, revealing an unusually rosy color as Tieu Duong rushed to the bed.

“Lord! You… you can sit up now?!”

I smiled at her, took out a small box, inside was all my personal money and the half-life contract of the loyal servants in the palace.

“Tieu Duong, take these things. The silver was divided among the elderly who remained in the hospital, contracts... were burned, giving them freedom. These days, everyone seems to be dedicated.”

Tieu Duong's tears immediately flowed, she hugged the box, as if hugging a thousand-pound burden:

"My lord... don't say that... you'll get better..."

I raised my hand to wipe her tears:

“So stupid, look, haven't I gotten better?”

Tieu Duong nodded forcefully, as if trying to convince herself, trying to force a smile that was even more unsightly than crying, leaning on my knee, her voice choked with hope:

“Yes! When you're better, let's go horseback riding on the outskirts of the capital! Just like before! You ride the fastest pink apple horse, still holding your red tassel spear, the servants will chase after you..."