Chapter 14 — Praying for Tham Yen Tri Binh A

"Moreover, I was once married to someone else. Even though we have divorced, in everyone's eyes, I am still Tong Truong Uyen's ex-wife. How do you want the Queen Mother to see you?" Just as Tham Yen Tri was about to open her mouth, she raised her hand to stop her. "Don't tell me that you don't care. Whether you care or not doesn't matter, what matters is that the Queen Mother cares." Her voice did not rise or fall, as if she were narrating a military report, "Let me think. Think clearly and then continue." After speaking, she walked around him and walked back to the camp. Walking very fast, never turning around. The next two days, So Lang Yen began to avoid him. She changed the patrol hours and asked her deputy general to come get her breakfast. Whenever he was present during a military discussion, she immediately found an excuse to leave. One time he stood outside the tent door waiting for her. From afar, seeing the silhouette of that white shirt in the moonlight, she took a big turn and walked from the other end of the camp. The deputy general saw it, waited two days and finally couldn't help but ask: "General Chu, did you quarrel with His Highness Seventh?" So Lang Yen did not raise his head and continued to turn over the military report: "No." "So why are you..." "So many words, go on patrol." So Lang Yen interrupted him. She did not want to meet Tham Yen Tri. It's not that I don't believe him. She went back and forth thinking for two days, and found that she couldn't find a reason not to believe it. He has been stubborn for more than ten years and has never bowed his head. Now standing in front of her and telling everything, he wasn't joking. But once you believe it, what can you do? She is a female general guarding the border, the former wife of Tong Truong Uyen. The Queen Mother will not agree, the Saint will not agree, the civil and military officials will all discuss her past. Even if he didn't care, she couldn't let him suffer all that for her. It's better to go back to the old place right now, than to go to that step and then retreat. In the evening, she returned from patrolling the city wall and lifted the curtains. Tham Yen Tri is sitting at her table. On the table lay a pair of disheveled rabbit fur gloves, washed, dried and neatly folded. He raised his eyes to look at her. The look was very calm, but the voice was lower than usual. "So Lang Yen, you are avoiding me." So Lang Yen stood outside the tent door, still holding the curtain, not yet entering. She turned away, clicked her tongue. "...I won't avoid it. I'm too busy these two days." "Then look at me." So Lang Yen turned her head to look at him. He sat in an old chair, the dark circles under his eyes were worse than two days ago. She didn't see him for two days, and he didn't sleep well for two days. She suddenly felt a lump in her throat, took a deep breath, walked into the tent, sat down at the table. "Tham Yen Tri, you say you like me, I believe it. You have been stubborn for more than ten years, never bowing your head. Now sitting here and telling everything, I know you are sincere." She raised her eyes to look at him. "But I was married. The Queen Mother will not agree to let you marry a female general guarding the border, let alone someone who has been married. You and I..." She stopped, her voice lowered: "It won't work." Tham Yen Tri looked at her. The oil lamp flame between the two of them swayed slightly. "The things you said, I had already thought about it before coming to Bac Canh. The Queen Mother did not agree, I went to pray. The saint did not agree, I went to kneel. The whole world did not agree, I will stay in Bac Canh and not return." He leaned forward slightly. "So Lang Yen, I ran for three days and three nights to find you, not to hear you say we had no results." So Lang Yen stood at the door. swollen, fingers clutching the curtain tightly, knuckles slightly white. She was silent for a long time then raised her head to look at him. Her eyes were so calm that she didn't look like herself. "So before coming to Bac Canh, did you ever think that you were just stubborn, and I never really liked you?"

you?" Tham Yen Tri did not move, just stood in front of her. He was silent for a long time before speaking. His voice was not high, but each word seemed to be carved from his bones. "Then I also accept. You can like me, you can criticize me for being annoying, I will still stay in Bac Canh and not leave. If you find me annoying, I'll stand a little further away. But as long as you live one day, I will stay in Bac Canh to protect one day." So Lang Yen said no more. She lifted the curtain, walked around him, and strode out of the camp. The next two days, she avoided him again. The patrol hours changed irregularly, breakfast was told to the deputy general to come pick it up, military affairs also told the deputy general to convey the message. The deputy general carried the food box in and out, waited two days and finally asked: "General So, after all, you and His Highness Seventh. What's wrong? So Lang Yen did not raise his head: "It's okay." Tham Yen Tri came to the tent door to wait for her three times. It used to be before dawn, it was midday, and it was late at night. All three times we didn't see each other. But Tham Yen Tri did not back down. On the twelfth day of the ninth month, it was not yet dawn, So Lang Yen opened the curtains. The food box is still placed in front of the door as usual. Tham Yen Tri was not there, but all the machine crossbows in Dong Thanh Mon were inspected and repaired during the night. Each unit was removed, lubricated, tested the trigger and then reinstalled.