Chapter 5 — Tam Phong Spouse

We all followed Qi Nam Do to search the house. The military salary embezzlement case has extremely wide implications. His father was so harrassed by the mandarins that his mind was dizzy. Everyone said that he did not raise his children strictly and raised a cold-blooded La Sat girl. After the tidal flat returns. Even his father's hand holding the bowl was still shaking. He miserably advised me: "Khue Nu..." "Don't meddle in that matter anymore." I asked while eating: "Why?" "The chapter was originally given by me." "What about going to see their faces?" Father sighed. "That is the Regent's job..." I put down my chopsticks. "But the people he examined..." "The list was written by my own hand, every name." Father choked. Mother sitting next to me nodded. "Thanh Hoan is right." "A righteous person is not afraid of the shadow." Brother suddenly interjected: "By the way..." "The Regent really didn't chase you away?" I held my chin and laughed. Just don't chase. Now, I can enter the Regent Palace whenever I want. Yesterday I was still clinging to him. Insisted on giving him a bun. Even though back in the Xuan Hoa building, eight times out of ten, I tied my hair up in a messy bun, in the end he still had to let his hair down... Because I really didn't know how to bun it. But today we have something else to do. This morning, the Vice Marquis scolded my father at court again. I have to visit my second room. It's convenient to teach that disobedient father-in-law a little bit. ... Finished eating. I immediately sneaked out. His father called out from behind: "Where are you going?" "Go for a walk!" Passing through a street. I climbed over the back wall of Thuan Nghia Marquis' palace. Unexpectedly, he just landed. I hit someone. It's broken! Isn't that... I crushed him to death? I quickly stood up. If you look closely, you'll discover it. The person I pinned to the ground... was Pho Tieu again. He put his hands on his waist and sat up, frowning slightly. "Why her?" I also exclaimed at the same time: "Why you?" He put his hands on his hands to stand up. But as soon as his body got up, he staggered. "Twisted waist?" I held out my hand to support him. "It's okay." He turned his face away. "That's really okay." I said seriously: "What if I become disabled?" "I won't marry a disabled second-room." As I said that, I reached out and touched his waist. Who would have thought that his fingertips had just touched it. He took a sharp breath of cold air. "Don't touch..." "Men and women are not close!" My movements stopped. Then suddenly lifted his shirt from behind him. Each whip wound piled up on top of each other. Some parts were still bleeding. "Who kicked me?" My voice immediately lowered. He quickly backed away. Pulling his clothes tightly. "No one." "Miss Shen, please come back." "Did your father kick you?" "It has nothing to do with her!" "Why doesn't it have anything to do with it?" I took a step forward. "You have lost to me a long time ago." "You are my person." Pho Tieu turned away. The voice was hoarse. "Just childish words..." "Miss Shen, don't take it as truth." I raised my hand to cup his chin. Forcing him to look at you. "Is that so?" "Then you secretly kissed me that year." "Should I kiss you again now?" His face immediately turned red. His eyes did not dare to look directly at me. Seven years old. Pho Tieu often climbed the wall to our school to secretly learn martial arts. Parents know clearly. But never fired him. On the contrary, he wholeheartedly teaches. At that time. I learn faster than my brother. Pho Tieu also did not give up. Every day the two of us compete. Until one time. The two promised that whoever lost would have to be the buffalo and horse for the winner. I win. He stood before me. Her cheeks were red. But I didn't go back on my word. "From now on..." "I'm your man." "As you dictate." I smiled and teased him: "So..." "Can you be my little wife?" His eyelashes trembled slightly. Then suddenly approached. Give me a quick kiss on the cheek. At that time... Pho Tieu was so lively and brilliant. But later... He was captured by the Deputy Marquis. Locked up in the palace.

Since then. Even though we accidentally met each other. He just bowed his head and quickly avoided her. Later, even my father became angry. Scolding at the Deputy Marquis ruined a good nursery. The relationship between the two families has become increasingly tense since then. The number of times Pho Tieu and I meet... are becoming less and less. … Pho Tieu turned away, his voice tense. "Miss Shen, you are a woman, how could you be like that..." I asked back: "When you kissed me that year, why didn't you remember that I was a woman?" He was speechless. I pulled him into the yard. "Where is your room?" Afraid of being seen by others, he quickly led me into the room. I searched for a bottle of ointment. "Lie down on your stomach." "Let me apply the ointment." He stood stiffly without moving. "Don't force me to move." I raised my eyebrows. "Now my martial arts skills are much better than yours." Pho Tieu still refused. I immediately loosened his shirt straps, used the belt to tie his wrists, and pushed him down onto the bed. He was both embarrassed and angry. "Tham Thanh Hoan! Do you still know..." I covered his mouth. "If I don't know..." "Then how dare you marry me?" The lips under my palm were soft, trembling slightly. Like a piece of steamed milk that just came out of the oven. I turned him around. When the grease touched the whip marks, he was in so much pain that his whole back stiffened. My hands also shook slightly. "Why did your father kick you?" "...It has nothing to do with her." I held his chin, forcing him to turn his face. "Say it again." He was silent for a long time. Finally, I replied softly: "He won't let me resign from the official position to enter the military camp..." I was stunned. Hasn't Pho Tieu already made Thai Thuong Tu Khanh? "Do you want to resign?" He did not answer. "Just because of this..." "But he kicked you like this?" The anger in my heart immediately rose. What kind of father is this?! Finished applying the ointment. I untied the ropes on his wrists.