Chapter 5 — Red Silk Entangled with Red Silk

The corner of his lips gradually smiled, but still seriously replied:
"Listen, the place I'm going to is a military camp, women are still not very convenient."
I gritted my teeth, picked up my skirt, tried to act calm and got on the horse. But my panic made me tighten my grip on the reins, causing the horse to neigh loudly. It leaned forward and raised its hooves, making me almost close my eyes. At that moment, a pair of strong hands reached out from behind, holding me firmly. The familiar smell of cedar spread, Lam Tan Tich grabbed my hand and held the horse's reins tightly. I nervously glanced at him. A trace of doubt appeared on his face, but he quickly regained his composure.
“Forgot to say, this horse has a bit of a strong temper, it's my fault.”
"A Mien wants to go to the training ground? Then let's go."
I breathed a sigh of relief, leaning against his chest.
“My husband is so good to me!”
He smiled softly. The sun was hot at noon, the field was empty without a breath of wind. I originally wanted to go inside to avoid the heat. He called me over and thoughtfully placed an ice pack in my hand. Lam Tan Tich took me to a nearby resort. The two of them looked at the soldiers below training properly. Suddenly he casually asked: "What kind of weapon does your wife like?" What does this sentence mean? When Vinh Ninh saved him, did he bring any weapons? My heart tightened, I tried to act calmly and replied: "Long sword." I remember that Vinh Ninh always carries a sword by his side, so I guess it's not wrong to answer... Lam Tan Tich looked at me deeply and shook his head. Did I guess wrong? My eyes began to panic, I was thinking of a way to change my words. He was serious and serious: "It's not very suitable, A Mien can try the long whip." I was dumbfounded. He curled his eyes and smiled, took out a whip from the weapon rack, and practiced with me for a while. He taught very seriously, without any unusual expression on his face. Until sunset, when we returned to the palace, we saw Princess An Lac standing in front of the gate, eyes wide open. The nerves in my heart are tense again.
“Your Highness, would you like to come in for tea?”
She glanced once, her voice decisive. "Bieu sister Vinh Ninh has already arrived in Mac Bac, please ask me to bring this box to your royal brother." I shivered slightly, my eyes suddenly looking towards that very ordinary looking green silk box. Lam Tan Tich's face was a bit complicated, he was silent for a moment then accepted it. Bullets rang out loudly again. 【It's that box! Huhu the cold female lead has finally taken the initiative, as long as she says one word "I love you"!】 【The male lead looks closely and will definitely recognize it, starting to enter the part of pursuing his wife from hell!】 【And the stupid female supporting character is standing there in the background, quickly retreat!】
8
Princess An Lac's face was full of mockery, she walked quickly past me, leaving a contemptuous sentence.
“Things that are stolen, sooner or later have to be returned.”
My nails dug deep into my palms, and a nameless fatigue suddenly rose. Is this drama about to end? Realizing my eyes were staring intently, Lam Tan Tich burst out laughing.
“That look looks like it wants to eat someone, are you hungry?”
“There is no breakfast in this box.”
He did not rush to open the box in his hand, but turned around to hold my hand. I blankly looked at his face from the side, under the crimson sunset light, a beautiful gentleness appeared. For a moment, I didn't know whether to be happy because I was lucky... or to feel sorry for him because this Winged King was a fool. Entering the room, that idiot leaned closer to me, placing my back against the door. His eyes were quiet but deep, reflecting countless gentle rays of light.
“Today in the palace, the lady promised to give me a reward.”
Warm breath spread across my skin, my heart began to pound. I keep repeating to myself - it's all just a wild dream, don't think about it, don't even dare to think about it. But in the end, I still closed my eyes... In a soft laugh, he said nothing more, bowed his head and kissed me. Outside the window, begonia blooms. A gentle wind blew, flowers fell like rain, covering the ground. I don't know how long it took, but my stomach made an embarrassing "gurgling" sound again. Lam Tan Tich looked at my red face, the corners of his lips raised higher and higher.
“We have to let her eat her fill first.”
He tucked the tangled hair on my forehead behind my ear, then walked towards the kitchen.
“Everyone fall down.”
He chased the chefs away, rolled up his sleeves, tilted his head and smiled at me.
“Madam, please order!”
I obediently sat down on a low chair, resting my chin and looking at him.
“Whatever, I'm not picky about eating.”
“So how about making a layer cake?”
I was a bit stunned. While he was kneading the dough, I ran over to help. White powder splattered on his face, making that serious face look a little funny. That scene suddenly reminded me of three years ago.
"Can you stop humiliating yourself like that? What rich man would go into the kitchen to make breakfast?"
The Winged King then stood up straight, looking somewhat flustered.
“Your face is still covered in powder, what else is happening?”
Princess Vinh Ninh coldly pushed a plate of layer cake in front of her.
“I don't like to eat this, it's too sweet, I'm afraid I'll get fat.”
Finally, the disappointed teenager walked out of the room holding a plate of cakes and saw me squatting on the side of the road. I didn't dare breathe loudly, just stared at those delicate cakes. He was silent, squatting down with me, quietly watching me eat like a hungry tiger. At that time, he just quietly asked one question: "Is it delicious?"