Chapter 13 — That Day of Reconciliation, the God of War Former Husband Resolved Not to Let Go

How did he find this place? And he also shows the appearance that if he can't see her, he refuses to leave? I let down the curtains and took a deep breath. To avoid is to avoid and not escape. What should come, in the end still has to be faced. “Invite him to the upstairs tea room to sit temporarily.” I told Xuan Dao, my tone was calm and unruffled. “I'll be there in a moment.” The tea room upstairs is decorated simply but elegantly. A small round table, a few rattan chairs, and next to the window is my embroidery frame. Hoac Quyet sat there, holding a cup of hot tea that Xuan Dao had just offered, but did not drink it. His eyes fell on the painting "Snow Mai Do" next to the embroidery frame next to the window - the embroidery was still unfinished. When I pushed the door open, he heard movement and turned around. "General Huo is coming, I wonder what's going on?" I sat down opposite him, got straight to the point, my tone was distant as if I were welcoming a normal guest coming to the door for the first time. Hoac Quyet put down the tea cup, his heavy eyes fell on my face, like the first time he met me, carefully evaluating little by little. “She has changed.” He opened his mouth, his voice was low, no emotions could be heard. I smiled a little: "People will change. Leaving a place that is not suitable for you, naturally you have to change a little, to be able to continue living, to live well." It seemed like my words choked him. He was silent for a moment, his eyes swept across the small tea room, glanced at a few delicate embroideries hanging on the wall, and finally returned to him. “This shop… is she opening it?” He asked, unable to distinguish between questioning or reporting in his voice. "Right." I calmly admitted. "It's just a little business to make a living. It can't compare to the wealth of the general's palace, but it's freedom." "Free?" He repeated those two words, the corners of his lips pulled out into an incomprehensible curve, but his eyes darkened fiercely. "So Chieu, tell me, leaving the general's palace, leaving me, are you really... that free?" He leaned forward slightly, those eyes that once made me drown were now tightly locked on me, carrying an almost stubborn scrutiny and... a trace of pain that was difficult to detect? "I heard that that day you were stuck outside the city in the wind and snow, and something almost happened?" Suddenly he changed the subject, his voice became more tense. My heart moved slightly. It's been almost two months, how could he know? Still intentionally mentioning it? "That is indeed the case. Luckily, the nobles helped me, and there was no danger." I replied lightly, not wanting to say too much. “Your honor?” Hoac Quyet's eyes suddenly became sharp, like a eagle staring at me. "What kind of noble is he? What is his full name? Do you know his identity?" This kind of questioning tone, which pressed each step of his, instantly ignited the suppressed anger at the bottom of my heart. “General Huo!” My voice is cold. "This is my personal matter! What does it have to do with you?" “Whoever I know, who have I received favors from, do I still need to report every single thing to my former husband like you?” Those two words "previous wife" were like a needle stabbing him hard. Hoac Quyet's face instantly became extremely unsightly. He suddenly stood up, placing his hands firmly on the table. The tall body fell into a patch of darkness, bringing with it a strong sense of oppression. "So Chieu! Do you have to talk to me like that?" "Must we have to use such an attitude that we are thousands of miles away from others? Between us... is there really only the four words 'first husband, first wife' left?" “What if not?” I raised my head to look at him, not backing down, only a cold clarity remained in my eyes. "General Huo, what do you think should remain between us? The old love? Or the so-called... control that you think is right?" “I don't!” He growled softly, his eyes filled with anger at being misunderstood and an even deeper pain. "I just... just heard that you were in danger! I..." "So what?" I interrupted him, stood up, facing him from the small round table, my aura was not at all weaker. “So General Huo came here to care for his wife's safety?”