Chapter 5 — On the day I had a hard time giving birth, my husband hugged my sister and stood admiring the snow

"I don't even ask where she learned those magical medical skills from."

“I just want to ask you a question.”

“Do you… regret it?”

“Marry a blind, disabled person like me.”

“The future may face countless assassinations and plots.”

“Are you really not afraid?”

I raised my head. Quietly look into his eyes. Even though he couldn't see me. But I know. He can feel my steadfastness.

“Hoac Lan.”

“Listen carefully.”

I proactively hugged his waist tightly.

“I don't regret it.”

“Absolutely no fear.”

“In this world.”

“There is nothing scarier than the human heart.”

“And you.”

“It is the only place in this world that can make me feel at ease.”

Hoac Lan's body suddenly shook strongly. He clenched his hands. Tightly hug me in your arms. It's like it wants to crush me and dissolve into my bones and blood. He bowed his head. Precisely kiss my lips.

“Yen Thanh Thu.”

“If you have teased this king.”

“So this life.”

“Don't even try to escape.”

Big wedding day. Ten miles of pink pages stretch endlessly. Red clouds covered the sky. Dinh Nam Vuong Palace is decorated with lanterns and flowers. Everywhere was extremely bustling. The Emperor personally rewarded countless rare treasures. The Deputy Thai Palace even took out more than half of the family's assets as my dowry. When Hoac Lan wore a dark red dress. Someone pushed the wheelchair in front of me. I gently lifted the red veil. His eyes were covered by red silk. But still accurately brought one end of the red bamboo strip to my hand.

“Thanh Thu.”

“I came to marry you.”

I tightened the red bamboo strip in my hand. His eyes couldn't help but feel hot. Separated by that red silk strip. I can still feel his hot, entity-like eyes looking at me. Big wedding night. Red candles move. The fire flickered. Hoac Lan dismissed all his subordinates. He sat on the edge of the bed. Suddenly raised his hand. Pull down the red silk that covers your eyes. My breathing immediately stopped. Those eyes that should have been dull and lifeless. This time by candlelight. Again, it reflects a deep and sharp light that is incredibly sharp. He looked at me attentively. In his eyes, there were intense emotions that we could not read or understand.

“You… your eyes…”

I was so surprised that I couldn't speak. Hoac Lan smiled slightly. Suddenly stood up. Stroll in front of me. Then he wrapped his arms around my waist and lifted me up.

“You... your leg!”

This time I was completely stunned. Hoac Lan put me on the bed happily. Then lean closer. Warm breath gently tickled my ear.

“Thanh Thu.”

“Actually…”

“I have also been reborn.”

I suddenly opened my eyes wide. I couldn't believe it when I looked at him. His long fingers gently caressed my cheek. His eyes were filled with joy as if he had found a lost treasure and fear remaining after an accident.

“Previous life.”

“I saw with my own eyes that she lost her life because of that beast Bui Tich.”

"I held out my last breath and launched a rebellion."

“I killed Bui Tich.”

“Kill Nguyen Kieu Kieu.”

“Avenge her.”

“But I still can't save her.”

“After living a new life.”

“I originally intended to secretly protect her thoroughly.”

“But unexpectedly…”

“She proactively walked towards me again.”

Hoac Lan's eyes were red. One Hot tears fell down my face.

“Thanh Thu.”

“Thank you.”

“Thank you for being willing to turn around and look at me once.”

Looking at the man who has loved me for two lifetimes in front of me. My tears finally completely burst. I wrapped my arms around his neck tightly. Actively kiss him on the lips.

“Hoac Lan.”

“We all have to live well.”

The red candle burned out. Warm canopy. Eternal spring night. Outside the window. The bright moon hangs high. Years of peace. [Side story] Lonely autumn wind. Outside the execution ground in the market south of the capital. People were crowded together. It was the day the former Dai Ly Tu Thieu Khanh Bui Tich, who embezzled the national treasury and broke the law, was beheaded after the fall. Hoac Lan and I are sitting in an elegant room on the second floor of a restaurant across the street. He is not in a wheelchair. But standing straight by the window. The body is as tall as a pine tree. His eyes were as deep as cold stars. Coldly looking down.