Chapter 4 — Order Nghi Truyen

"However, the step-sister on the step-mother's side is not considered a proper relative." "Miss Hua hasn't gotten married yet, so she should come to Bui's house less often to avoid causing any disapproval from outsiders." A maid next to her was about to open her mouth and say something. I waved my hand and leisurely looked at Lu Quynh Hoa: "Oh? If I remember correctly, before she got married, Miss Lu seemed to have always been in the National Palace, right?" Lu Quynh Hoa was interrupted by me, and her face immediately became ugly. She looked at So Hoai full of self-pity: "Husband, I also want to be good for my sister..." Indeed. As soon as he saw her like that, So Hoai immediately instinctively wanted to blame me. Just because he was in Bui's residence, he deliberately lowered his voice: "Hua Lenh Nghi, do you have to confront Quynh Hoa like that?" "If you continue like that, don't blame me..." Before he finished speaking, a figure carrying pine incense walked in from outside: "Why is the house so bustling today?" Next to me, So Hoai kept blinking and signaling. I pretended not to see, stepped up and took the box in Bui Vong's hand: "What did my husband bring back for me today?"... The sound of the tea cup breaking rang out. The flower hall was so quiet that it was eerie. So Hoai's eyes were bloodshot, staring at me fiercely: "What do you call him?" I took Bui Vong's arm and smiled at him: "You don't know?" "I and Hoai Can got married last month." "Now, you should call me Mrs. Bui." So Hoai's face immediately turned pale: "Quynh Hoa, don't joke like this." "Didn't I say that?" Then what? When I return from Giang Nam, I will go to your palace to ask for your hand." "That day I came to visit you, you were clearly still counting the dowry..." Having said this, So Hoai seemed to suddenly think of something, strongly raising his head: "At that time, you already planned to marry the Bui family, right?" There was a hint of questioning in her voice. "Yes, so what?" "Okay, okay, very good."So Hoai said three words "okay" in succession, looking like she was being shocked. Deeply hurt: "No wonder she didn't care about me marrying a normal wife, it turned out that she had already climbed into the high branches of the Bui family." I retracted my smile and looked at him coldly: "So Hoai, I've already said it, who you want to marry, has nothing to do with me." "On the contrary, it's you." "On one side, I want to marry my teacher's daughter to uphold the great cause." "On the other side, I blame her for her low family background and not being worthy of being the head of the family of the Quoc Cong mansion." "Still do it." It's a joke that you're not married yet and already have a wife." "And yet you still want me to patiently endure and marry you." "It's true that I want everything." "I wish I could let all the good things in the world be taken by you alone." "Don't you even think about it? I'm the prime minister of the royal palace, so why do I have to marry you?" So Hoai took a deep breath and spoke painfully: "I've said it before, I only see Quynh Hoa as my sister." Sister." "Why don't you always understand me?" I was really made to laugh by him: "Your Highness, Old Mr. Lu is truly your teacher." "How do you want to take care of Lu Quynh Hoa? It's not a problem whether you consider her a sister or marry her to the palace." "But you insist on forcing others to understand you, that's your fault." "There are so many poor people in the world, and this is also your fault." Please sympathize with them, give all the land and assets of the Quoc Cong palace to them. Before leaving, he left a sentence: "I don't believe I can't find a gentle woman who understands me in this capital."... In the flower hall, only Bui Vong and I were left. He pulled his arm out of my lap, his expression somewhat lost: "You're gone." "You don't need to act anymore." I stuck out my tongue. Jar

Usually I never call Bui Vong my husband. Just now, it was really intentional to provoke those two people. I just didn't expect Bui Vong to be so sharp. Immediately recognized it. I looked at the breakfast box in his hand and deliberately changed the subject: "Fu Van Lau's flower waffles, how do you know I like to eat this?" Bui Vong slightly lowered his eyes: "It's convenient so I should buy it." That night, I leaned on the soft tower and suddenly thought of it. Phu Van Lau and Bui Phu are clearly in opposite directions. The words my mother said during the day reappeared in my mind. I jumped up from the tower: "Luu Ly, go invite your aunt to come here." When Bui Vong arrived, the maid was rubbing my waist. There was no other way, I just stood up too quickly and twisted. I looked at him resentfully. I was thinking about how to say something. "Let me." Before I could finish thinking, Bui Vong took the bottle of medicine from the maid's hand and sat down next to me. Warm palms pressed tightly against my waist. Whatever the devil, I suddenly said: "I no longer like So Hoai." The man seemed not to hear. Just focus on rubbing the ointment on my injured area. The candlelight in the room shook, I turned my back to Bui Vong, unable to see his expression clearly. He finished speaking decisively in one breath: "I have known So Hoai since I was very young." "He grew up handsomely, and his father once joked that he wanted to become friends with the So family, so I became a little closer to him." "Quoc Cong's wife only has one son, him. Since childhood, she has placed great expectations on him, hoping that he can support the court, not inferior to those younger brothers." "So Hoai has always restrained himself from being polite, and in the capital, there are very good reputation." "Especially after Lu Quynh Hoa came here, everyone praised him for his gentlemanly demeanor." "Because of that, he treated Lu Quynh Hoa better and better." "If you're nice to her, stop it, but you still make me feel resentful over and over again."