Chapter 7 — Pick up the Bridegroom

Suddenly there was thunder outside. Not long after, heavy rain poured down. I waved my hand:
“Come here.”
Trieu Hang didn't understand, so he turned his face towards me. I looked at him attentively:
“I mean you come over here.”
Trieu Hang's eyelashes trembled. He immediately blushed:
“No way.”
I asked meaningfully:
“What doesn't work?”
Trieu Hang's face became even redder, but he still persisted:
"Nothing can happen. I'm old. You're still young."
The twenty-two year old man is old. What does he know! Clearly in the best age. I won't say more. Anyway, he will convince himself. I lie down on the pillow. Smell it, it's very fragrant. I asked him:
“What did you put in here?”
Trieu Hang says:
“I asked Kim Bat Hoan for some calming flowers and herbs.”
I made an "oh" sound. Not long after. Trieu Hang stood next to my bed, clasped his hands together, and asked worriedly:
“If I say no, will you get married and leave this house?”
I yawned:
"No. But maybe I'll find a nice man to sleep with once. I don't want to waste this beautiful youth."
Trieu Hang is even more worried. He said sadly:
“There are no good men among men.”
Seeing that I wasn't paying attention, he lowered his voice again:
“But we have worshiped the Thanh Hoang old man, we are brothers and sisters.”
I obediently said:
“You've said it many times, brother.”
Trieu Hang immediately jumped up and covered my mouth:
"Don't call me that! You're teasing me!"
I hugged his neck and kissed his face. I'm really sleepy. I stroke his hair:
“Just sleep quietly for a while.”
Trieu Hang hugged me, his body was hot. He hesitantly asked:
“Is that all?”
I rubbed his chin and said:
"Of course it won't be just like that in the future. Just now, you took such a long bath, what did you do?"
Trieu Hang did not speak. I'm getting sleepier and sleepier. Dreamily, I say:
"Brother, I cherish you very much. We will not leave each other."
Trieu Hang hugged me very tightly. His voice was both sad and as if he had disregarded everything:
"Vuong Phan, I feel you are joking with me. Forget it! It's all up to you."
09
That summer. This border citadel is extremely bustling. Tran Bac Vuong personally came here, causing the morale of the entire Tran Bac army to increase. I'm taking my pulse in Kim Bat Hoan's cosmetics shop. The people in line were all talking.
"Oh my, that year the Trieu family was confiscated and the whole family beheaded. We all thought that Tran Bac Vuong would also be implicated."
"Pity about Princess Trieu, such a beautiful person like a fairy died in the palace."
"The days of Tran Bac Vuong are finally getting better! He has been patient for many years, helping the Third Prince ascend to the throne, washing away the injustice of the Trieu family."
Hear these rumors. Many vague memories gradually became clear. It seems like this is written in the book. The princess brought her young son into the capital to attend the banquet, but was almost humiliated by the emperor. The royal concubine used her life to protect her younger sister, helping the royal concubine avoid disaster. But in the end, the two of them still couldn't escape. Because he wanted to hide the crime, the emperor ordered the death of the Imperial Concubine, imprisoned the Third Prince, and accused the Trieu family of treason. From then on, Tran Bac Vuong hid his patience, like an eagle whose feathers had been plucked. He married a stepmother, closed the door and lived from day to day, seemingly finished I completely forgot that my original wife and my daughter were missing. The Trieu family has a pair of sisters with outstanding beauty. My sister entered the palace to become a noble concubine. Her younger sister married Tran Bac Vuong, who came from a poor background, and became Princess. This deep blood feud, seventeen years old, has finally been washed away. Ton Nhi Nuong said while biting a melon seed:
"I stood from afar and took a look at Tran Bac Vuong. Don't say that, that guy Trieu Hang really resembles him. Counting the time, Trieu Hang was five years old and had followed his aunt to the border. Is he some kind of noble prince?"
Someone replied:
"What aunt? That woman with no conscience once said clearly that someone gave her a hundred taels of silver and told her to take Trieu Hang to the border city to raise her."
I woke up. In the book, it was mentioned that after Trieu Hang was promoted, Duong Giao Nguyet would come to rely on him. I still wonder, although Trieu Hang has had some achievements in recent years. But it is absolutely not enough for Duong Giao Nguyet to give up her position as an official's wife and return to reconnect with him. Turns out the answer lies here.
“Tsk”, it's all because of the author.
The love story is written in a confusing way, patched from one place to another. On the contrary, life in the border citadel is described as extremely bustling. While I was lost, Kim Bat Hoan finished editing the prescription. He checked my pulse and said with satisfaction:
"As expected of me! Your medical skills are truly amazing. Your body has been nurtured for five years, and you finally have some semblance of a living person."
I thought and asked:
"Are you able to live a normal life as a couple? Is there any sudden death?"
Kim Bat Hoan hesitated for a moment, then added another letter and coughed twice:
“Don't overdo it.”
10
I took the package of medicine home. Just walked in the door. I saw Trieu Hang sitting on the steps in a daze.