Chapter 1 — Noble Concubine, Is It Your Turn to Be a Nun?

The noble lady disguised herself as a man, pretending to be the Green Prince who had never appeared before, and stole my hydrangea. On our wedding night, she pressed my acupuncture points again, shaved my hair, and left an envelope:

“This woman is not pure, she should be taken to a nunnery!”

My body was paralyzed, I was sent to a nun's monastery, and since then I have been friends with the green light of the Buddha statue every day. Ten years later, when the Emperor came to the temple to offer incense, I realized that the Concubine's face was the "Sixth Prince" from the past! It turned out that just because that year the Emperor casually complimented me, the Noble Concubine disguised herself as a man to ruin my reputation, fearing that I would enter the palace and compete with her for favors. Over the past ten years, my life has been worse than death, and Noble Concubine not only became Queen, but also became pregnant. While the monk was praising her for her blessings, I rushed forward and stabbed her in the stomach with a knife! The noble lady recognized me, hugged her stomach and begged:

"At that time, I was still young, just having fun for a while. I thought you had been before Buddha for so many years, you must have accepted your fate!"

Ten years before Buddha, the crazy thing that grew day and night in my heart was only killing! I threw her into the river, grabbed her hair and drowned her to death, leaving her with one body and two lives! And I also died under ten thousand arrows piercing the heart! When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the day before the ceremony of throwing hydrangea to pick the bridegroom.

01

"Cam Chau, you're very good at drawing people. Please help me draw a series of portraits of wanted criminals."

When I regained my composure, my big brother, acting as Dai Ly Tu Khanh, stood in front of me and asked me to draw a series of portraits of prisoners. The wanted notice states that in the third year of Nguyen Trinh, a group of flower pickers raged among the people, killing countless women from good families. I remember such a big case very clearly. Thanks to that, I confirmed that I had returned ten years ago, right on the day before the hydrangea-throwing ceremony.

"Tomorrow I have to throw the hydrangea to greet myself, and at this time you still come to bother me, it's really my fault."

Seeing that I never accepted my pen, big brother thought I didn't want to help. Who would have known that I had just returned from my previous life, and that my hands, known as the holy hand Dan Qing, still seemed to be stained with the blood of Concubine Hoa Ngoc Nghien.

“Big brother, these flower pickers are causing trouble for the people, of course I have to help you catch them.”

Big Brother was happy:

"This is the prisoner's confession. Just draw based on what is described inside. My talent for drawing portraits is unique in the world. I can definitely help you catch those bandits as soon as possible."

As long as there are facial features, we can draw a portrait of a criminal that resembles him eight or nine times. Even the artists in the temple can't draw as well as me. Even when the new emperor ascended the throne, the first portrait of him was painted by me in the palace. That painting was very popular with the Emperor. People even praised me as a disaster descending to earth. It was also that time when I entered the palace that I was hated by Concubine Hoa Quy. I lowered my pen and casually asked:

“Big brother, if we catch these flower pickers, how will we handle them?”

"This group of prostitutes likes to fake their identities the most, sneaking into women's bedrooms to do evil things. If caught, according to royal law, they must put the word 'rapists' on their faces, be paraded in a prison car around the public, and then beheaded."

I understood clearly, and based on the oral explanation, I quickly finished drawing four portraits. In the fifth picture, I draw a delicate face with a bald head, and the corners of the mouth are still there add a black birthmark. The boss was surprised:

"Does this flower picker have such a soft appearance? Sister, you didn't draw it wrong, right?"

I didn't draw it wrong. This is the face of Concubine Hoa Ngoc Nghien. Only now she still has long hair and her face is still white and flawless. Tomorrow, if she dares to come, I will make her look exactly like the one in this wanted poster. In my previous life, out of revenge, I ended up harming people like her. It's not worth it! Therefore, when I am reborn in this life, I of course have to be righteous and righteous in killing this noble lady one more time!

02

The next day, the hydrangea throwing ceremony still took place as usual. Just like in her previous life, Hoa Ngoc Nghien disguised herself as a man, wearing a golden mask covering the lower half of her face, standing among a crowd of ordinary men, looking especially handsome and outstanding. She was originally a female gypsy and once saved the life of the new emperor when he was still the Crown Prince. After ascending the throne, the new emperor appointed her a noble concubine. Knowing that she was used to freedom, he even gave her special permission to leave the palace at will. Right now, Thanh Chau has scholars causing chaos, and the Emperor has disguised himself. Hoa Ngoc Nghien stayed in the palace. She is a favored concubine, the Emperor is not in the capital, so basically no one can take care of her. Hoa Ngoc Nghien has martial arts skills, my hydrangea was indeed snatched by her. My parents came to check my identity, and in front of everyone, she took out a token from Ninh Vuong. The sixth prince, Tieu Ninh Vuong, because he has scars on his face, covers his face all year round and rarely appears in front of outsiders. At the feet of the Emperor, who would dare to impersonate a royal relative? Having Ninh Vuong's order, and seeing that her clothes were not ordinary, no one suspected her. Parents happily welcomed this gentle man into the cave. Under their witness, we even drank alcohol. After sending my parents away, I closed the door, went back to sit on the bed, and pretended to be curious and leaned close to this "Sixth Prince":

“Husband, can I see your real portrait?”

The "sixth prince" smiled softly, pretended to take off his mask, then suddenly raised two fingers to hit me.

In my previous life, she also took advantage of my curiosity to see the face behind the mask and pressed my acupuncture points. Then, despite me crying and begging, she forced me to sit in front of the mirror and watch her shave off my hair with her own eyes. Next, at the time when outside was most crowded and bustling with guests, she performed her flying feat and flew over the roof of the palace, loudly saying:

"The Song family's daughter is impure, this king calls her dirty, take her to a nun's monastery to practice and meditate!"

When my parents rushed into the room, they only saw me with my hair shaved, my clothes disheveled, and sitting on the bed.