Chapter 22 — Royal Regret

“Father, you don't need to worry about the child humiliating Doan Vuong Palace.” Tieu Thua Canh clasped his hands. “This king is not worried about face.” Tieu Nghien looked at him. This time he did not object. Just perform one ceremony. "The baby will return safely." Farewell at the northern border is three years. For three years, each war report was brought into the capital. Initially, Tieu Nghien was in charge of the salary line. After that, he went to the military camp to serve as a consultant. Later, he used a magic trick to cut off the retreat of the barbarian tribe and save three thousand besieged border troops. His Majesty appointed him the Marquis of Dinh Vien. When the decree granting the reward was brought into Doan Vuong Palace, Tieu Thua Canh personally knelt in the lobby to receive the decree. There was pride and panic on his face. Because it is written very clearly in the scriptures. Dinh Vien Marquis Tieu Nghien, whose mother passed away early, was raised by Doan Vuong Phi Tham Thi. Tham Thi had the merit of raising him, giving him a first-class decree, and in addition, bestowing a Marquis Palace. The whole palace's servants heard it. What Your Majesty remembers is not how Doan Vuong was a father. It's about how we model ourselves. When Tieu Thua Canh gratefully stood up, his fingers stiffened. Lieu Nhu Mi also came to the lobby. In recent years, she has been sick more and more often, and her eyebrows and eyes no longer have the original graceful and graceful look. She stared at the holy edict, her face changing from blue to white. In the past, she was most afraid of Tieu Nghien entering the palace. Now Tieu Nghien has been appointed Marquis. And she is still childless, still locked in the heavenly courtyard, living on Tieu Thua Canh's occasional mercy. After the internal instructions told me to leave, Tieu Thua Canh looked at me. When he opened his mouth, his voice was a bit unstable. "The Order of Nghi, the Marquis Palace has been given, do you want to transfer there?" I calmly said: "If Tieu Nghien wants me to go, I will go." His face changed. "You are Doan Vuong Phi." I looked at him. "Do you now remember that I am Doan Vuong Phi?" Lieu Nhu Mi cried in a low voice. "Now that you have the Marquis backing you, of course you don't care about the Vuong Palace anymore." I looked at her. "Liu Trac Phi is wrong." "It's not that I don't value this place until now." "Since the day the Vuong Gia took the oath, I have no longer expected this Vuong Palace to give me anything." what.” Tieu Thua Canh's face turned white inch by inch. The oath fifteen years ago finally fell back on him like a spinning blade. 21 The day Tieu Nghien returned to the capital, there were as many people as the sea outside the city gate. He wore a black cloak and rode a horse at the head of the group. The weakness of my youth has been smoothed by the wind and fog into stability. But when he got off his horse and saw me, his eyes were still the same as before. He walked quickly, in front of everyone's eyes, he knelt down and bowed his head. "Mother, the baby is back." I helped him up and touched his wrist. Much stronger than before. Also added some old wounds. The bridge of my nose was sour, but I only said: "It's good to return." Tieu Thua Canh stood not far away. He looked at this scene, his eyes seemed to be pierced by something fierce. He waited for a long time before taking a step forward. "Nghien Nhi." Tieu Nghien turned around and bowed. "Father." His rites were fulfilled. But there is no intimacy of a long-lost child returning. Tieu Thua Canh's outstretched hand stopped midway. After returning to the palace, the second edict from the palace also arrived. Tieu Nghien entered Trung Thu and assisted the main army. Before reaching the age of Cong Quan, he was already a courtier of Thien Tu. The wind direction in the capital completely changed. The people who used to walk around Liuyuan now don't want to look at the gate of the West Heavenly Yard anymore. In front of Doan Vuong palace, it was as crowded as a market. But of those cards, half were written to Marquis Dinh Vien. The other half is written to me. In the end, Tieu Thua Canh could not sit still. That night, he personally came to Hanh Vu

institute. The wind is very cold. The brass lock under the light reflects the old color. He stood outside the door, not showing the King's price. His voice was low, almost pleading. "Leng Nghi, I want to see you." I sat down in the hallway, holding hot tea in my hand. Over the years, I have waited for his anger, heard his complaints, and seen him hesitate. I just never thought that one day he would stand outside the door like this. I asked from the door: "Your Majesty, have you gone to the wrong place?" His body stiffened. I continued to say: "In the past, you once swore." "You will not step into the Royal Highness's yard in this life." Tieu Thua Canh's face gradually turned gray under the light. "Those were words when angry." I smiled. "The whole palace heard it." "Your ancestors also heard it." "The past years, the Royal Family has been very good." He said hoarsely: "I regret it." I put down the tea cup. "The two words regret, the Prince said it too late." He quickly said: "I can make up for it." "What do you want?" "The right to manage internal affairs, honor, respect from the upper and lower levels of the Royal Palace, I can give you all." I raised my eyes to look at him. "I have had these things for a long time." "It was not someone who gave them to me." "But I took them back myself." He seemed to be hit by this sentence, and he did not speak for a long time. After a while, he said: "What about me?" "Don't you still want me even half of it?" I looked at the figure outside the door.