Chapter 9 — Royal Regret

I said: "Your Majesty really knows how to improve himself." "I closed the door to raise my children, settle the books, read books, and my days are extremely peaceful." "You come to sit for one day every month, are you making up for me or torturing me?" Anger rolled up in his eyes. "Tham Lenh Nghi!" I interrupted him. "Besides, the Prince has forgotten." "You once swore." "Don't step into my courtyard in this life." The few privates outside the door bowed their heads even lower. Tieu Thua Canh was blocked by his own words until his face turned pale. Before waving his sleeve and leaving, he left only one sentence: "You will beg this king." I turned around and went back to the room. Tieu Nghien sat in front of the court, pen in hand. Just now he heard everything. I asked: "Are you afraid?" He shook his head. "Mother will not beg him." I walked over and saw two words written on the paper. Independent. The handwriting is still immature, but the pen style is very strong. I said softly: "The writing is not bad." He raised his head to look at me. "Mother, why doesn't father like me?" I didn't lie to him. "Because you're not the child he wants." His eyes darkened for a moment. I said again: "But you don't need to please him to like him." "In this world, some people's love is as light as the wind." "Today for you, tomorrow for someone else, I can't grasp it, and it's not worth it." Tieu Nghien looked at me. "So what is worth it?" I pointed at his book. "The things you learned." Then pointed at his chest. "Your heart can keep it." Finally, he pointed out the door. "There is still a path for you to win yourself." Take.” He was silent for a long time then bowed his head again to write. After that day, Tieu Nghien studied extremely hard. Drink medicine in the morning, practice writing in the morning, listen to history lectures in the afternoon, and in the evening, go to the robe to teach you how to nourish your body. Mr. Co said he was smart but too good at enduring pain. "If this child is raised well, his future will be extraordinary." Xuan Dao was overjoyed when he heard that. And I just ordered someone to pour more tea for Mr. Co. The two words extraordinary are easy to say. Wanting to grow from this cannibalistic royal palace into an extraordinary person, the hardships that must be endured are still behind. Sure enough, within a few days, the school department brought me here. The descendants of the clan gather once a month, and anyone who is six years old can come and listen to the lecture. When the concubine was taken to Hanh Vu courtyard, the new manager replaced the Wei manager and bowed his head, not daring to say much. I looked at the card, my fingertips gently tapping the table. This is the first time after Lieu Nhu Mi was detained, someone brought her knife out into the open. Tieu Nghien asked me: "Mother, are you going?" I closed the card. "Go." "Why?" "Because if you don't go, they will say you are weak." I looked at it. "After you left, they knew that the young master of Doan Vuong Palace was not a decoration hiding in a nursing home." 09 The school is located at An Vuong Palace's private hospital. The day we left, the sky was gloomy. I changed into a moonlight white brocade for Tieu Nghien, and over it I wore a thick cloak. He stood in front of the bronze mirror, his small face was pale but his eyes were very steady. Xuan Dao squatted down and tied a jade pendant for him. "If the little prince is tired, tell the princess." Tieu Nghien nodded. "I won't try too hard." I looked at him. It added another sentence: "But it won't back down." When the carriage arrived at An Vuong Palace, many carriages were parked in front of the door. The descendants of the family gathered in groups of three and three, their clothes were bright, and laughter could still be heard from behind the curtains. After Tieu Nghien got out of the car, the surrounding eyes quickly fell on him. Someone said in a low voice: "Is this the sick guy Doan Vuong's palace just received?" "I heard that he was brought back from the temple." "Even Doan Vuong himself did not accept it, but the princess insisted." Those words entered Tieu Nghien's ears, and Tieu Nghien's footsteps were not confused. I took his hand and walked in step by step

in. Entering the flower hall, several female relatives were sitting and drinking tea. An Vuong Phi smiled and called me. "Doan Vuong Phi has arrived." She looked at Tieu Nghien, her eyes filled with judgment. "This is the little master?" I told Tieu Nghien to bow. He bowed formally. "Tieu Nghien pays his respects to An Vuong Phi." An Vuong Phi's smile faded a bit. "I also know how to be polite." Mrs. Khanh Quoc Cong, sitting next to her, smiled softly. "Knowing how to be polite is a good thing, but for descendants of the royal family, just knowing how to be polite is not enough." As soon as these words were spoken, several ladies around them all bowed their heads to drink tea. I sat down and calmly said: "That's why I brought him here today to listen to the lecture." "Anyway, it's better than having someone take over the position of the royal family but not even understanding it." Lady Khanh Quoc's face changed slightly. Yesterday her young grandson was just punished by the sect school for injuring Thu Dong. The flower hall was momentarily quiet. An Vuong Phi stood up to make peace. "The children are all in front, let's not restrain them." Very quickly, Tieu Nghien was led to the study hall. I sat in the lady's seat and drank tea. The scent of tea is light but does not overpower the surrounding comments. Someone asked me, "Doan Vuong Phi really intend to raise this child herself?" I smiled.