Chapter 3 — My Sister Didn't Want To Get Married, My Parents Immediately Pushed Me Into The Palette

The Luong family's palace invited all the famous doctors inside and outside the capital, but they were still unable to cure him. The courtyard still echoed with the sound of Luu Nhu Yen crying, calling heaven and earth, and refusing to marry her sister. After listening, I smiled softly, retracted my ears, turned around and continued to lie in the sun. The sunlight is gentle, the autumn wind is gentle, lazy but calm. A few days later, Hong Dau - the lady's closest maid - carrying a set of clothes and a jewelry box, walked straight into my room. The clothes are really beautiful. Until now, I have never touched anything so precious, let alone worn it. As for those jewelry... you don't have to look closely to know that every item is top quality. However, for some reason, a vague unease arose in my heart. Hong Dau didn't bother to glance at me, just indifferently said:

"My lady sent someone to give you these things. Tomorrow morning, you have to put on your makeup and I will come and deliver it."

Having said that, he put his things down, turned around and left without delay. I bewilderedly looked at the pile of silk clothes, gold and jade pendants before my eyes, my heart was as tangled as silk.

“Nanny…” I turned, my voice as small as a mosquito, “tell me, why did you give me these things?”

The nanny couldn't hide her worry, she could only comfort her: "It's probably nothing big, don't be afraid." However, I had a vague premonition of something bad. Early the next morning, my nanny personally helped me wash my face, comb my hair, and put it in the simplest bun. That gorgeous outfit was worn on her body - both inappropriate for her age and too frilly. Wearing heavy jewelry, the neck and ears feel constricted, only adding to the stuffiness. The nanny looked at me in the mirror, her expression confused, wanting to stop talking. The person in the mirror — me — looks strange, even a little funny. Not long after, Hong Dau returned and took me to the lobby. On the way, Hong Dau went first, and I and my nanny followed. I tried to keep my steps steady, but my palms were already drenched in sweat. Walked a bit and finally arrived. I've never set foot in the lobby before. To be honest, I didn't know how to act here - etiquette, rules, everything was vague. Inside, there were people chatting happily, laughter as elegant as silver bells ringing continuously. As soon as they saw me standing outside the door, all eyes turned to this direction. That look... was like a cold needle, making me instantly stiffen, my arms and legs flustered. Everyone looked closely from head to toe, then whispered, covering their mouths and laughing. I stood there, like being nailed to the spot. The lady saw this, her face was unhappy, she coughed softly:

“Cough cough, you stupid girl, you see your elders still don't know how to bow?”

I was startled awake, quickly bowed and bowed, my movements were stiff and clumsy. On the chair, his father also cleared his throat and spoke:

“Song Nhi, I called you here today to discuss your marriage.”

I was shocked and suddenly raised my head to look at my father. He was a bit embarrassed, raised his hand to gently stroke his beard, his voice was low and cautious:

"Today, the young master of An Vien Palace personally came here... just to see you."

Hearing this, my heart suddenly became half cold. Only then did I realize that on the opposite side, there was a young man sitting seriously. He didn't say a word words, but his eyes were extremely gentle, gently looking towards me. Behind him was a young man with a handsome appearance and clean clothes, also quietly evaluating me. I couldn't help but blurt out and ask:

“Young Master…?”

Then he looked at his father suspiciously, his voice trembling:

“Isn't… isn't he the one who was your fiance?”

As soon as these words ended, everyone in the hall simultaneously took a deep breath. The lady was so angry that she could no longer keep face, her sharp eyes glared straight at me, her noble appearance also lost its dignity:

"That girl, what do you know! Nhu Ngoc has long made a vow in front of Quan Am, that she will serve me and your father for another three years before marrying out!"

“What kind of character is Little Marquis, how could he let you…”

The people of the Marquis family began to whisper, all of them looked at me unfavorably, and a few people even shook their heads in criticism. The nanny next to me was a bit nervous, but because she was standing outside, she couldn't do anything, she could only raise her eyes and signal with worry. Indeed, I don't understand why Nhu Ngoc and Nhu Yen both refused to marry, and finally fell on my head. Although that young master looked gentle and elegant, his face was just a little pale.