Chapter 7 — Nguyet Ly Doan Duyen

He laughed, but his laughter was full of sadness and bitterness,

"Trieu Nguyet Ly, Yen Tu... you guys... are so nice."

After speaking, he forced himself to stand up and staggered away. That back, desolate, like an ink-stained watercolor painting. I looked at him, my heart in turmoil. Yen Tu tightened his arms around me and whispered in my ear:

“Stop looking.

Not worth it.” I was startled and raised my head to look at him. Under the sunlight, his jawline was tight, with undisguised concern in his eyes... and a hint of sadness? My heart, once again, unconsciously skipped a beat.

08

Since the last meeting at the palace gate that day, Ve Tran seemed to have evaporated from the world, completely disappearing without a trace. I heard that he resigned from all his positions in front of his father, moved alone to a mansion in the suburbs, and closed the door. The God of War, once famous throughout the capital, eventually became a joke. As for me and Yen Tu, our "post-marital" life has officially begun. The days in the Prime Minister's Palace, compared to those in the royal palace, were much more interesting. There are not too many restrictive rules, the Prime Minister and his wife are both generous people and love me like their own children. That bastard Yen Tu, before marriage was a traitor, after marriage... still a traitor. The only difference is, the place where he debauched changed from the brothels to... my institute. His biggest joy every day is thinking of all kinds of ways to tease me. One day, I brought home a talking starling and taught it to cry, "Madam, I was wrong." One day, out of nowhere, I grabbed a bunch of strange Western items and brought them before me like precious treasures. My mouth always scolds him for being annoying, but in my heart I feel that days like this... are actually not bad. That day, I was swinging on the swing in the yard when Yen Tu happily ran over holding a string of candies.

"Madam, quickly try it, a new shop opened in the south of the city, it's extremely delicious."

He pushed the candy in front of my mouth. I opened my mouth and took a bite, sweet and sour, really delicious.

"It seems like you have some conscience."

He laughed, sat down next to me, also took a bite,

“Of course. Ah, I have good news to tell you.”

“What news?”

“Ve Tran, about to leave the capital.”

Yen Tu said,

“He asked the king to go guard the royal tomb.

If you don't have any symptoms, you won't be able to return your period for the rest of your life." My hand that was swinging on the rope also stopped. Guarding the royal mausoleum is the heaviest punishment for the royal family who commits a serious crime. Fame is protection, but in reality it is confinement. Ve Tran, in the end, personally buried his future.

"What's wrong? Compassion?"

Yen Tu looked at me, her voice full of bitterness. I glared at him:

"Pity him? I haven't even had time to feel sorry for the three years of my youth!

He is doing this on his own, he deserves it!” The mouth says so, but in the heart, there is still some admiration. The young man wearing armor and riding a horse in the past, the one who promised to give me ten miles of red clothes, is finally just a thing of the past.

“Okay, don't think anymore.”

Yen Tu pulled me down from the swing,

“To celebrate that annoying guy finally going away, I'll take you somewhere.”

He mysteriously pulled me around, finally stopping at... a horse riding lot.

“What did you bring me here for?”

“Let her relax her mind.”

He led two horses, one full-bodied Snow white, extremely powerful, the other is a gentle brown horse that is easy to ride. He gave me the white horse's reins:

“It's name is 'Dap Tuyet', a tribute war horse from Tay Vuc, I specially asked for it from my father's hand to give it to her.

Do you like it? I looked at that majestic and handsome white horse, and my eyes immediately brightened. Since I was little, I've loved riding horses, but now that I'm a princess, my mother always says it's dangerous and won't let me touch it.

“Yen Tu, you…”

“Don't thank me.”

He turned around on his horse, stretched out his hand towards me,

“Come, I'll take you to feel the so-called 'wind rolling thunder'!”

I grabbed his hand, used my strength to fly, and sat steadily on the horse.

“Price——！”

The two war horses left the bow like arrows and galloped across the vast grassland. The wind whistled past my ears, blew my hair, and also blew away the last gloom in my heart. Never have I been so happy, so free. We roamed all afternoon on the grasslands, and didn't pull the reins until sunset. The setting sun dyed the whole steppe into a brilliant yellow color, as beautiful as a painting. The two of us sat side by side on the grass, silently looking at the sunset on the distant horizon.

“Yen Tu,”

I suddenly spoke.

“Huh?”

He tilted his head and looked at me.

“Thank you.”

He turned around suspiciously, the setting sun shone in his eyes, sparkling like broken stars.

“Thank me for what?”

“Thank you…”

Let's stop for a moment,

“Thank you for letting me know, it turns out, being loved by someone in your heart... is such a feeling.”

Yen Tu was stunned. Then, he smiled, a smile brighter than the late afternoon sun. He bent down and gently kissed my lips.

“Silly, you already deserve all the best things in this world.”

09

The days of acting honestly with Yen Tu passed as quickly as the blink of an eye. Together we strolled through all the night markets in the capital, eating all the roadside snacks. Stargazing together at a suburban mansion, ice skating on a frozen lake. He taught me how to play the abacus, which he treasured like a treasure, I taught him how to play chess, and then killed him until he had no armor left. Gradually, I discovered that Yen Tu - the guy who looked so carefree - was actually more thoughtful than anyone. He remembers all my preferences, and when it comes to menstruation, he will prepare ginger tea with red sugar. When I'm upset about reading the chapter, he will find every way to make me laugh. My heart, just like that, is gradually absorbed by that gentleness day by day and sinks deep with no way out. Today is Thuong Nguyen period. The capital city is brightly lit, bustling and jubilant. Yen Tu pulled me into the crowded crowd to see the lanterns. He bought me a rabbit lamp, then won a cute, ugly mask.