Chapter 5 — Silver Hanh Falls, Silver Hanh is Born Again

After the decision was made, I continued to live as usual, calculating the books and adjusting the tailor shop. Every day is so busy that I can't rest, almost no time to think about other things. The next time I saw him was three days later. He wore a black long robe, his hair was tied high with a hair band, and his appearance was extremely handsome. He looks like a cool young man, but I clearly see the darkness and coldness in his heart. The young women who came to the store to see the ready-made clothes were all attracted to him and gathered to talk about him. He wasn't angry, just sat by the window slowly drinking tea. One wave after another of young girls left, and His Majesty also drank cup after cup of tea. When he finished drinking the third pot of tea, I called the second child over:

“Change to white water.”

Tieu Nhi scratched his head and asked confusedly:

“Dong master, that's not very good, is it?”

I shook my head:

“If anything happens, we will be responsible.”

His Majesty had just taken a sip of white water and looked up at me. I gently tilted my chin towards him, pointing out the door. Your Majesty understood what I wanted to chase him away, but did not follow through, and even drank the white water with pleasure. Wait until he leaves. Trieu Dinh Can just entered the shop and looked at me from top to bottom. Didn't say anything, just looked and left. On the fourth day of not seeing His Majesty, I was still feeling relieved when his guard brought an envelope. I opened the letter, inside was written:

"There's something urgent that needs to be done. I'll come find her another day."

I tore up the letter, no matter how many times he came, my answer would still be the same. One month later. Trieu Dinh Can had saved up enough travel expenses, and before leaving, he even gave me a hairpin. Made from jade, soft and smooth to the touch. No wonder he hasn't left yet, it turns out it's because he secretly saved up money to buy a brooch for me. I smiled and took it, under his tense eyes I said to him:

"I wish you a good pass, put your name on the yellow board."

Trieu Dinh Can immediately nodded vigorously... Half a year later, the emperor died. It is said that assassins used secret arrows to shoot him dead right at the banquet. Originally, the royal doctor was always by my side, but who would have thought that the arrow would be extremely poisonous. No one in the Imperial Hospital knew what kind of poison the Emperor had, and no one could cure it. It is said that before he died, the emperor's hair fell out. Teeth and nails fell out at the same time, and the skin became dark and scary. Both eyes could no longer see anything, all seven senses were bleeding. He was tormented by pain for three days before he completely stopped breathing. Death can be said to be so tragic that one cannot bear to look at it. The royal position was passed to his younger brother, Chu Canh. After Chu Canh succeeded, he granted amnesty to the world, exempting taxes and forced labor. People everywhere unanimously praised the heroic saint. After hearing that news, we set off firecrackers for three days and held a party for three consecutive days. Although the neighbors didn't understand why, everyone was extremely respectful and came to celebrate together. On the second day of the party, Trieu Dinh Can returned to the village in a brocade shirt. He has grown up and become much calmer, his body is no longer as skinny as before. He wore a brocade robe, tied a large red flower on his chest, and rode on the back of a tall, handsome horse. I stood in the crowd and looked at him. He turned around and got off his horse come straight towards us. Amid the teasing cheers of the surrounding people, Trieu Dinh Can opened his mouth:

“Miss Ah Hanh, I'm back.”

Two years later, I gave birth to a daughter. Looking at her wrinkled appearance, I suddenly remembered Ngan Hanh's unborn baby. I put my finger on the little girl's forehead.

"It's so ugly, my furrowed eyebrows look exactly like the patterns on ginkgo leaves. Or call me Tieu Ngan Hanh."

Trieu Dinh Can immediately picked up the baby and said sadly:

“A Hanh, please be gentle, don't upset the child.”

I crossed my arms over my chest and rebuked him:

“Where were you born, why bother?”

Trieu Dinh Can looked at me bewildered:

“But this is our child.”

I asked again:

"Oh? So you were born? Did you put in the effort? What kind of effort did you put in? Every night like a buffalo plowing hard?"