Chapter 11 — On the big wedding day, the Queen Mother exchanged me for another prince

The horses of the family's descendants in front were frightened and immediately became chaos. Tong Duc's Dai Uyen horse also reared its hooves. He tried to restrain his reins, constantly cursing something. Several guards rushed to stop, but a wild boar knocked one person down. The scene was suddenly extremely chaotic. At that moment, an arrow shot from the back of the team. Doesn't make any extra noise. The arrow went straight into the wild boar's neck. One guy took his life. Everyone turned their heads at the same time. Tong Hanh is still sitting on horseback. The bow in his hand had not yet been lowered. His face was even whiter than before. But the hand is still very steady. The whole hunting ground was silent for several breaths. The Emperor's horse was led by his inner servant to Song Hanh. The father and son looked at each other.

"The archery is very good."

The Emperor only said those three words. Then turn the horse's head and go straight forward. But the weight of those three words. Everyone present understood very well. Three rabbits in Tong Duc's hand. Suddenly no longer stands out. On the way back to the camp after the hunt ended, I waited outside the tent. When Tong Hanh got off his horse, his legs softened for a moment, and Luc Hang quickly caught him. He walked in front of me.

"My hands are shaking."

"That arrow just now, if the target was ten steps further away, it wouldn't have hit."

"But your highness hit it."

"Just luck."

He took the cup of water from Luc Hang's hand and took a sip.

"Tong Duc's face, have you seen it?"

"I see."

"Even more unsightly than when he knelt on the altar that year."

Tong Hanh smiled slightly.

"Then this trip was not in vain."

After the hunt. The situation in the capital has changed. From "The Ninth Prince is a waste." To "The Ninth Prince doesn't seem to be that useless." In the tea houses, people told each other that the Ninth Prince used just one arrow to kill a mad wild boar, saving the lives of several descendants of the family. The more the story is told, the more thrilling it becomes. From "an arrow." Turns into "three arrows." Then it became "knock down with bare hands." I'm not going to correct you. The same goes for Tong Hanh. More mistransmission. Which really makes me uneasy. That's another story. Three days after the hunt. Tham Ngoc Dao came to Lan Vien again. She did not come alone. And he also brought along a woman I've never met.

"Sister Nhuoc Van."

"This is Miss Phuong of the Marquis of Dinh An Palace, her name is Phuong Uyen Nhu."

"She heard that this time the Ninth Prince showed himself at the hunting ground."

"Extremely admired."

"Insist that I bring you to pay my respects."

Phuong Uyen Nhu looks to be in her mid-twenties. Appearance is not bad. Eyes round. As soon as I walked in the door I smiled.

"Ninth prince concubine, admired for a long time."

"The nine princes are incredibly heroic."

"This young lady has admired it for a long time."

Do you admire a prince who has never appeared before people for thirteen years? I glanced at Tham Ngoc Dao. She was still smiling. His face was full of innocence.

"Miss Phuong is too polite."

"Your Highness's body is not comfortable."

"No foreign guests."

Phuong Uyen Nhu paused. The smile on his face was also somewhat forced. Tham Ngoc Dao quickly spoke:

"Sister."

"Miss Phuong's father is the Marquis of Dinh An."

"An important minister in the court."

"People come here from far away."

"I'll have a cup of tea too Why aren't you invited?"

"Sister Tang brought her here."

"Why didn't you give me the card first?"

Tham Ngoc Dao's smile faded.

"Sisters in the house."

"Do you still need advance notice?"

"This is the Ninth Prince's mansion."

"It's not the garden behind the Tham family's house."

I stood still in place. There was no intention of sitting down. Tham Ngoc Dao and Phuong Uyen Nhu looked at each other. Phuong Uyen Nhu tightened her handkerchief. His face was sometimes red, sometimes white. Tham Ngoc Dao did not continue to pretend anymore. The smile on his face immediately disappeared.

"Nhuoc Van."

"Why do you have to show your face like that?"

"Miss Phuong has good intentions in coming here."

"You keep rejecting people thousands of miles away like that."

"Spread it out."

"Reputation won't be good."

"Reputation?"

I look at her.

"Sister Tang."

"Last time you came."

"Inquired about the news of the Ninth Prince from the First Lady of the Bui family."

"Bring people from the Dinh An palace to the door."

"I don't know who you're running errands for."

"But I give you one piece of advice."

"This road."

"It's not going well."

Tham Ngoc Dao's face immediately turned pale. Even Phuong Uyen Nhu couldn't say a word. I turned around and called:

"Chung ma ma."

"Sending guests off."

The two were politely invited out by the guests. After the room door closes. I just sat down.