Chapter 3 — That Night, My Husband Told Me Not To Talk About This To Anyone

At dusk, I held my bowl of rice, absentmindedly eating small spoonfuls. Sister So saw me looking left and then back out the door, so she burst out laughing, reaching out and gently touching the tip of my nose, smiling like the spring light at the tip of a branch. She said, Ve Thu was at the dentist's office handling official duties. The great army had just won the battle to return to the court, and many things were still unfinished, so they could not personally come to pick us up. Hearing that, I understand. After all, when my uncle is busy, he often does not return to the palace. After dinner, I sat on the steps in front of the room door, patiently waiting for the person in the opposite room to return. Waiting forever... waiting forever... my head nodded like a chicken pecking rice. Suddenly, a large hand gently lifted my chin. I sleepily opened my eyes. Following that arm, he looked up and saw a handsome face appear before his eyes. The moonlight filtered through the curtains, mixed with the pale candlelight in the room, illuminating his tall, straight nose, making the whole person look like he had stepped out of a painting. I looked dumbfounded. He lowered his eyes and his low voice rang out:

“Am I easy on the eye?”

I nodded slowly.

“Um… nice to see.”

After speaking, before I could react, my face turned red. Blinking awkwardly a few times, I mumbled:

“My name is Dao Nhi.”

The corner of his lips slightly raised, his voice replied as light as the wind:

“Yes, I am Ve Thu.”

Having said that, he retracted his hand, turned around and walked into the other room. It turns out... that was my husband. Thinking of this, I nodded, feeling extremely satisfied. Sure enough, that little brother didn't lie to me. Next time we meet again, I must share a piece of candy with him. I lifted my skirt and trotted behind Ve Thu. At the door of his room, I suddenly stopped. After all, it's someone else's room and you can't just walk into it. Ve Thu turned around, saw me standing still in the doorway, glanced up and down, then opened his mouth and said:

“You can come in.”

Hearing that, I immediately beamed and happily entered the room. Sweetly called out:

“Husband.”

He was momentarily taken aback. My lips moved as if I wanted to say something, but in the end I just replied softly: The next day, I happily told Sister So about meeting Ve Thu last night. Sister So burst out laughing after hearing this, covering her lips with her hand, looking both surprised and pampered. She gently poked her finger on my forehead, smiled and said:

“Idiot, no one calls someone husband before they are married.”

I suddenly understood, but felt a little sad:

“So… what should we call it?”

Sister So thought for a moment and then said:

"Well, just call me husband, because tomorrow we'll be married."

I heard that and immediately turned my head to look around the yard, red with a joyful color, silk hanging, crimson couplets plastered all over. That's right, tomorrow is getting married. The next day, before dawn, I was pulled up by Sister So and Mom. Makeup, hair bun, change of clothes. The phoenix crown on my head was so heavy that it seemed like it could break my neck. I made a guilty face, pitifully looked up at sister So, and silently acted like a babe. But sister So said, this is a big event in a woman's life, so it needs to be a little more formal. It was very difficult to complete the worshiping ceremony. As soon as I returned to my new room, I immediately wanted to take off my phoenix crown to ease my head. Who would have thought that as soon as he raised his hand, he was quickly held back by the devil's eyes. I had to sit still, obediently waiting for Ve Thu to return. But waiting forever, waiting forever, even my mother was annoyed by my asking, but that person still hasn't come back. Ta While lamenting in sadness, the door was suddenly pushed open. Steady, steady footsteps slowly approached. A long, white, slender hand reached out to receive the staff, then slowly lifted the crimson scarf from my head. I looked up at the person in front of me, my eyes immediately curved, my smile as bright as a spring flower at the tip of a branch. Husband... has finally returned. Ve Thu said nothing, just looked at me silently. I tilted my head, looked straight into his eyes, imitated his appearance the other day, smiled, and asked a question:

“Am I easy on the eye?”

He laughed softly, reaching out his hand as if to pat my head, but his hair was tied up high, the phoenix crown covered it, there was no place to put his hand. Use two fingers to gently flick my forehead.

“Learn from me?”

I raised my head, somewhat uncertainly, reaching out to touch my face.

“Isn't it nice to see?”

Ve Thu smiled, bent down slightly, one hand on his knee, his eyes level with me. In the moment our four eyes looked at each other, I was so looked at by his eyes that I felt a little confused. Then he pursed his lips, pursed his lips, and turned his face slightly to the side. I mumbled, deliberately emphasizing:

“Sister So and Nghien Chi both said I was very beautiful today.”

“Yes, very beautiful.”