Chapter 2 — Queen of the Border

Those daring guys looked at me with a little more admiration, and respectfully called me "Little Brother Tham". Tham Duat Tu's eyes also often stopped on my thin shoulder, finally turning into a sigh: "Sorry Nhu Y, I'm a useless brother. In the end, I have to let someone like you take care of me." I shook my head: "We brothers, there's no need to say these words." There were tears in Tham Duat Tu's eyes. I live in the hospital all year round, wear gray clothes, and usually speak awkwardly. Tham Duat Tu has always looked down on me. But now, he hugged me again, trying to hold back his tears: "Nhu Y, you are also my sister. From now on, I will definitely take good care of you." I sighed. Tham Duat Tu's arms are so hot and sincere that people can't help but want to immerse themselves in them. But I still calmly pushed him away. Compared to being loved and protected by others, I still prefer to hold my destiny in my own hands. 4We went to the cold northern region. As soon as he settled in, Tham Minh Chau's letter was sent. She frantically begged her brother to help her leave the Church Ward Ty. It turned out that on the first day she came to the Church Ward, she was humiliated by the slaves. "What kind of noble lady? Coming to us, aren't you just the most despicable slut?" "I heard that you are the Marquis's biological daughter? What we want to play with is the noble lady of the rich family!" She did not dare to resist. That night, he lost his innocence, so he could no longer sell at a high price. Mrs. Tu was so angry that she went crazy. "You slut! Being humiliated, don't you know how to cry?" "You originally had a good appearance, and you were a talented woman in the capital, so you could definitely sell for a good price on the first night. From now on, the people who come and go will all be distinguished guests. Yet you ruined yourself!" Parish Ty is also a place where human lives are as cheap as trash. In my previous life, when the slaves wanted to humiliate me, I killed one of them. I sat next to my body, my face covered in blood, and my hand holding a knife. Mrs. Tu walked over and kicked me in the body, looked at me and laughed: "If a slave dies, he will die." "You are a treasure. With such appearance and courage, you will definitely bring wealth to me. I will train you to become the beauty of the house!" But that is their rule. I have never lived by other people's rules. At this time, Tham Minh Chau, because he had lost his innocence, was despised by the madam and forced to directly hang up a welcome sign. The price of her sign was only half that of other noble ladies, which made her mad. Moreover, in less than a few days, she met an old acquaintance in the Church Ward Office. It was a rich boy who was once looked down upon by his sister. The other party only called the sister by name to receive guests, and even brought along a few friends. In front of everyone, they laughed loudly and mocked: "In the past, how arrogant, now I only need to give money to be able to sleep with her." "Do you know how much her current price tag is? She is the official daughter of the Marquis, but she is still not as good as the women of the family!" That sentence made the elder sister excited to the point of madness. In the letter, the elder sister frantically denounced: "It's all because Tham Nhu Y harmed me! She must have known what kind of place the Church Ward Office was, that's why she watched me choose to stay here!" The elder brother couldn't help but frown when he read this sentence. I also stood next to him and chuckled softly: "Brother also thinks that I harmed elder sister?" He shook his head: "That place was chosen by her in advance. The Church Ward is a dragon's den, a tiger's den, but could this Northern region be a place of comfort?" It's just that in his heart he still can't rest assured about Tham Minh Chau. Tham

Minh Chau, just like me, is a child born to my aunt. It's just that since she was little, she had a sweet tooth and was taken in and raised by her mother, who was also Tham Duat Tu's biological mother. My mother and Tham Duat Tu are both very kind to her. As for me, I was raised by my mother in the monastery and was not close to Tham Duat Tu. The leader stayed up all night. The next day, he wrote a letter back, telling him that he could find his best friend, Mr. Phung, who was from a merchant background. Prince Phung is gentle and elegant, full of scholarly temperament, and is a humble gentleman. Tham Duat Tu took out all the silver on his person to ask someone to send that letter. After sending the letter, Tham Duat Tu looked at me apologetically: "I'm sorry Nhu Y, the money has been spent. The craft workshop I promised you, I'm afraid I can't open it for a while..." I shook my head. That money is his, of course he has the right to choose how to handle it. Furthermore, I really admire his personality— He is a good person who values love and respect. Unlike me, if there is revenge, there will be revenge. I clearly knew that Mr. Phung was a bad man, pretending to be hypocritical, but I did not raise my voice to warn the elder brother. When the letter arrived in the capital, Tham Minh Chau immediately couldn't wait and asked someone to find Mr. Phung.