Chapter 1 — The Elder Robbed the Poor Man's Fortune to Get Along, I Smiled and Married to the Tieu Family

My twin sister and I are two Huyen Nu of the same fate, one with good fortune, the other with bad luck. In my previous life, my sister chose a prosperous husband, and there were countless people who came to seek her marriage. As for me, my husband's fortunes were in decline, and in the whole capital, no one even bothered to ask me to marry him. Afterwards, the Emperor bestowed upon me the title of Princess Huyen Chau, marrying her to the country. During ten years of patient endurance, I relied on my own strength to stir up the situation of the sixteen tribes of the kingdom. By the time I returned, I had become the heroine of the Great Epidemic praised by all people. But my sister only prospers her husband but not herself. Her husband rose all the way to the position of Prime Minister, but in the palace his wives and concubines were in groups, and he cruelly imprisoned her in a cold hospital, making her life worse than death. When I was dying, my sister held my hand tightly.

“Sister, if you can be reborn in another life, you would choose a prosperous husband, okay?”

Before I could open my mouth to answer, she held her anger and took her last breath. When I opened my eyes again, my sister and I had both just reached puberty. Father, the Master of Kham Thien Giam, is currently preparing to open Huyen Nu's fortune for us two sisters. Sister immediately took a step forward.

“I want to choose bad luck.”

She walked closer to me, leaned close to my ear, and lowered her voice softly.

"This time, let's change it to me being the heroine of the Great Epidemic, and you being a prisoner in a cold hospital."

I immediately understood, slightly raised my eyebrows and smiled.

"Okay."

Anyway, the pain of getting along, I really don't want to experience it a second time.

“I choose poor luck.”

Tu A spoke very decisively, as if she had calculated and prepared everything well a long time ago. Parents frowned slightly.

“Ah, do you know what bad luck means?”

Tu A raised her chin slightly.

“But I'm not afraid.”

She glanced at me, her eyes filled with arrogance. I understand clearly what she is thinking in her heart. The things we can do, she also thinks that she herself can definitely do the same. Father sighed softly.

"A person with poor fortune must experience all the hardships in the world. Only after enduring all the hardships can they endure their suffering."

"I have never suffered since I was little, so how can I endure it? Or let A Nhu..."

“Father!”

Tu A shook her head.

“Please believe me, I can definitely do it.”

Mother looked at me with a hesitant expression.

"A Nhu, advise your sister. She's not like you. She's been able to endure hardships since she was young. I'm afraid she'll have to endure too much resentment in the future."

When she said the last sentence, her voice was choked, she was so upset that her eyes were red, she just wanted to cry. The corners of my lips curled slightly into a very faint smile. The bias of the two of them is so obvious that it couldn't be any clearer. In my previous life, my sister was also the first to choose a prosperous husband and wife.

"My sister has been able to endure hardships since she was young. It is most suitable for her husband to give her fortune to her. So I won't fight with her anymore."

My parents immediately nodded in agreement, from beginning to end they never asked a single question whether I was satisfied or not.

"A Nhu, you are loyal to your country. In the future, in the history books, you will definitely leave behind a single stroke for you.”

Ten years in Bac Phien, every day we had to patiently endure and shoulder all hardships. I followed King Phien and ate meat and drank horse blood. On bitterly cold winter days, in the cold weather of December, we still have to wash clothes with the shepherds. His hands were so severely affected that they were cracked and covered in painful welts. My embroidery skills are very good, so I took the initiative to make robes for the North Phien King and his concubines, and also made snow boots for them. Every day I only dare to sleep for only two hours, from beginning to end, not daring to have a single moment of inattention or delay. When I feel sorry for myself, when I can't bear it anymore, I write letters home to send back to the capital. But what we were waiting for was not a comforting letter from home or a few words of encouragement, but a letter from our father.

“Every move you make in Bac Phien is related to the court's reputation. Don't complain about suffering, don't ask for pity, and don't disgrace your family."