Chapter 13 — Praying for Tham Yen Tri Binh A

“It's not a dream.” He said. "We have died once. I have memories of my previous life." So Lang Yen looked at him for a long time and then chuckled. "Tham Yen Tri, are you not sleeping enough so your mind is confused? Past life? Why don't you just say that you are a god descending to earth?" "Just think of me as a joke." He said. His voice was very calm, as if he was finding a step for her to walk down. So Lang Yen waved his hand, turned around and walked out of the poplar forest: "No need to look. It was originally a joke." "You have never made up a story before. Now to explain why you know that path, you can even make up memories of your past life. It's more believable for you to say you know how to tell fortunes." "So do you believe that I know how to tell fortunes?" He followed up. "Believing you is strange." She turned her head to glare at him, "If you know how to tell fortunes, try to guess what I'll eat tomorrow morning?" "Cake, I'll make it." He replied. So Lang Yen was interrupted by him, turned away and continued walking, a little faster. The moonlight made the silhouettes of two people long and thin. After walking a while, she spoke again, without turning around: "But if there is anything else in your dream, for example, what sneak attack route did the Bac Di people have, what part of the city wall has weak defenses? I've heard useful things like that." "As for past lives and other things, you keep it for yourself. I don't believe it." "...Yes." Returning to the camp, Tong Truong Uyen was standing outside the tent waiting for her, holding a military report in his hand, his armor not yet removed. So Lang Yen went to receive the military report and said to Tham Yen Tri: "You go back to the camp first. I will discuss with General Tong the arrangement of the western defense line." Having finished speaking, she and Tong Truong Uyen spread out the map under the torchlight in front of the tent and began to discuss. Tham Yen Tri did not return home. He stood not far away, watching them stand shoulder to shoulder in front of the map. Tong Truong Uyen pointed to a symbol and bowed his head to speak to her. She tilted her head in response, their shadows overlapping in the torchlight. He looked for a moment then turned and left. So Lang Yen and Tong Truong Uyen agreed on the details of changing the western defense line, and then checked the arrangement of underground guards at the North Gate. She was just about to collect the map when out of the corner of her eye she saw Tham Yen Tri turn back. His steps were faster than usual. He walked in front of her, his eyes swept over her and Tong Truong Uyen. "Have you two finished discussing?" He asked, his voice deeper than usual. So Lang Yen looked at Tong Truong Uyen and then looked back at him: "Almost done. What's going on?" "I have something to say to you." He looked at her, paused for a moment, "In private." So Lang Yen returned the map to Tong Truong Uyen and followed him towards the city wall. Tham Yen Tri walked half a step ahead of her, walked very quickly, stopped in front of the cliff, and turned around. The moonlight illuminated his face half in light and half in darkness. The fingers that were hanging at his side tightened and released, and his throat moved several times. So Lang Yen crossed her arms and tilted her head to look at him: "What did you do? Just say it directly if you have anything." Tham Yen Tri spoke up, his voice very low: "Can you stay a little further away from Tong Truong Uyen?" So Lang Yen was stunned and then almost burst out laughing: "What did you say?" He turned away and took a deep breath. When he turned back, his eyes were red: "I know you two are discussing military matters. I also know there's nothing left between you and him." "But I can't stand it. I can't stand him standing so close to you, can't stand the chemistry between the two of you, and can't stand the way he looks at you." So Lang Yen looked at his face and suddenly couldn't laugh anymore. She had known him for thirteen years and had never seen him like this. Over the past few days, she has seen all aspects of Tham Yen Tri that she had never seen thirteen years ago. So Lang Yen put down his hand, his voice softened: "What do you want to tell me?" He walked

one step up. The north wind rushed through the battlements, blowing the moonlight white clothes fluttering. "So Lang Yen, I said I came to Bac Canh for the person in my heart. That person is you." "I approve of you. I came to Bac Canh because of you." So Lang Yen stood on the spot. The north wind rushed through the battlements, blowing the flap of her battle robe fluttering. Tham Yen Tri stood in front of her, he had said all the words that should and should not be said. Her eyes turned red, her gaze did not shy away, as if all the things that had been suppressed for more than ten years were taken out and displayed in front of her. Being looked at by him made her heart skip a few beats. She turned away and suddenly burst out laughing. "Tham Yen Tri, have you been in Bac Canh for so long that you've become so cold that you're confused? You like me? We've been arguing for more than ten years, stop joking." "I'm not joking." Tham Yen Tri looked at her, as if he wanted to engrave her into his soul, "Since the year I've known you, I've liked you." "Okay, I believe you." She waved her hand, her voice becoming more and more casual. "But so what? You are the Seventh Prince, I am the female general guarding the border. The Queen Mother can let you cancel your marriage once, will she let you decide to marry someone else?" She stopped and said the thing she didn't want to mention the most and said it directly.