Chapter 5 — Sister Married to the Emperor, Forcing Me to Marry a Playboy, No One Knows He is a Hidden Dragon

Five thousand ambush soldiers rushed into the dry river ditch, were shot by the crossbow bolt that Tan Dien Chi had buried beforehand, causing everyone to fall from their horses, causing great chaos in the formation. On the frontal battlefield, Tan Dien Chi personally led the cavalry into battle, a silver spear dropped the Hun's vanguard general. In the battle of An Bac Thanh, the Huns lost more than ten thousand, Ta Hien Vuong struggled to flee to the north. The news spread to the capital. The street exploded.

"Tan Dien Chi? Have you won?"

“Isn't it said that he is a traitor?”

“The great victory of An Bac Thanh—slaying more than ten thousand enemies?!”

The Emperor sat on a long chair, his expression very complicated. Co Hanh stood under the temple, his face was also very complicated. When Tham Chieu Hoa in the East Palace heard the news, the tea cup in his hand fell to the ground and broke. Thuy Chau quickly squatted down to pick it up: "Niang, be careful—"

“How can he win?” Tham Chieu Hoa's voice was tense.

“That is Tan Dien Chi.”

“He is clearly just a traitor—”

She stopped. Then slowly sat back in the chair, digging her nails deep into the wood pattern carved on the armrest. She thought of someone. The younger sister took the initiative to compete for that treasurer's hand in marriage.

—What does she know?

After the great victory of An Bac Thanh, Tan Dien Chi continuously won battles. Within half a year, conquer five cities. The Huns were beaten to the point of shrinking deep into the desert, not daring to encroach any further. The emperor appointed Tan Dien Chi as general of Tran Bac. A month later, he was promoted to General Tran Bac again. At the same time, we are not idle at the border. In his previous life, Tan Dien Chi accidentally invented glass—when he mixed sand and limestone together and put it in a furnace, he unexpectedly produced a transparent block. At that time, he did not take it to heart. I thought this thing was beautiful, so I told the craftsman to burn a few more blocks. Later, we gradually discovered that this thing could be used as windows, as containers, as jewelry, lighter than porcelain, and clearer than wood. Later, glass became a hard commodity in trade between the border and the Central Plains. In this life, I'll do it sooner. I let the craftsmen follow the formula in my memory to directly process the glass. When the first batch of finished products came out, everyone present was stunned. Glitteringly transparent, the light flows brilliantly. The craftsman knelt on the ground, constantly shouting "divine object". Tan Dien Chi held a piece of glass under the sunlight and looked at it for a long time, then turned his head to look at me.

“Again, ‘know one or two’?”

“In the end, how many more ‘one-twos’ do you have left?”

“Not much.”

He let out a soft sigh and didn't ask any more questions. But that night, it was rare that he didn't come to the study and stay up late looking at things, but instead sat in the yard with me and looked at the stars. To be more precise, he was looking at the stars. I look at him. His profiled face was outlined by the moonlight into a tough line, with a very high nose bridge and deep eye sockets. Tan Dien Chi's previous life was also this face. But in my previous life, I never looked at him seriously. At that time, my heart was filled with resentment—hate for my father for forcing me to change my marriage, hate for my sister to have a good relationship, hate for my own fate. Even though we were husband and wife with Tan Dien Chi for ten years, I didn't know his eyelashes were so long.

“Look at what?” He suddenly tilted head over.

“Look at you.”

The tips of his ears turned red clearly to the naked eye for a moment. Then he looked away, his voice sad—

“Nothing worth seeing.”

“Beautiful guy.”

He suddenly stood up.

“Let's go to the study.”

After walking two steps, he turned back, took something out of his chest and stuffed it into my hand. A piece of glass as large as the palm of your hand, ground into a circle, with an outer edge inlaid with silver silk.

“For her.”

After he finished speaking, he strode quickly and left. I lowered my head to look at that piece of glass. Through it, the moonlight seemed even brighter. Later I learned that he had the craftsman grind all day long, grinding more than a dozen broken pieces before grinding out this perfect piece. The glass business opened very quickly. Tan Dien Chi and I discussed a trade plan—using glass products to exchange for cattle, goats, horses, fur, and medicinal herbs from the border tribes. The tribes, who had never seen this thing before, fought to buy it to the point of almost going crazy. Border trade was immediately revived.