Chapter 2 — Praying for Tham Yen Tri Binh A

Tham Yen Tri was silent for a moment then closed the window: "Nothing." Those three words were exactly the same as the words he used to say every time he was speechless. So Lang Yen flew behind Tham Yen Tri, thinking: Say it, say you're looking at Bac Canh, say you're missing someone. But she knew he wouldn't say it, and neither would she. In his entire life, So Lang Yen has never said a "like" to him. Hong Chuc in the cave room burned until midnight, Tham Yen Tri got up from bed. The new princess was sleeping, breathing gently and evenly. He didn't light the lamp, fumbled with his clothes and pushed the door open. The moon was huge, shining red ribbons in the yard like coagulated blood. Tham Yen Tri walked to the bottom of the flower garden, stopped, raised his head and looked at the bare branches. So Lang Yen once climbed this tree. When she was fourteen years old, she flew a kite and fell, tearing her knees apart. Tham Yen Tri ran over, scolded her, and carried her to find the doctor. After the doctor left, he stood next to the bed, his face as black as the bottom of a pot. He said: "So Lang Yen, in the future you will still climb trees, and no one will care if you fall to your death." She argued back: "You're already in control and you're still speechless." At that time, Tham Yen Tri glared at her hard and turned away, but his ears turned red. Right now he was standing under that tree. So Lang Yen flew next to him, wanting to touch his sleeve, but her fingertips pierced through and couldn't touch anything. Tham Yen Tri bowed her head and took out a rabbit lamp from her sleeve. Only as big as the palm of your hand, made of paper, missing an ear, dented to the point of losing its shape. As soon as So Lang Yen saw it, she recognized it - it was the lamp he gave her during the Thuong Nguyen Tet when she was fifteen years old. She couldn't bear to throw it away, so it always hung at the head of the bed. Later, when she got married, the lamp disappeared. Turns out he stole it. Tham Yen Tri raised the rabbit lamp to his eyes and looked at it for a long time. "So Lang Yen," he said, his voice a bit hoarse, "you've married someone else, you don't even need the rabbit lamp anymore." "No need... If you're good, give it back to me."