Chapter 2 — The Great Marriage Was Raped, I Made Vuong Ninh Bury Himself

When my mother embroidered a robe for me, her eyes turned red and she told me that after I married into the royal palace, I had to be careful with my words, but there was also no need to feel sorry for myself. But in the end, I understood that what he needed was never me. He needs the military power of the Tran Bac Marquis Palace, needs my father and elder brother to compete for the throne for him, needs me to sit firmly in the position of Princess Ninh to replace Wen Thanh Thanh to stop the tongues of the courtiers. I suppressed the hatred that was rising in my chest, bowed my head and bowed: "Your Highness, just now I suddenly remembered an old custom." Bui Nghien Chi frowned: "What custom?" I raised my head and said in a gentle tone: "The goddess's mother is originally from Van Chau. Before getting married, the bride in Van Chau must let her husband test the horse on her behalf first, which is called forcing the spirit. It means that the husband acts on the wife's behalf to prevent disasters, and from now on, husband and wife will agree and not be harmed by a hundred evils." The matchmaker was stunned. The surrounding maids and maids looked at each other in surprise. On Thanh Thanh's face changed slightly, his fingertips tightened on the handkerchief: "Sister Tham, which capital city has such rules? The auspicious hour is about to be missed, or don't show it anymore." I didn't look at her, just looked at Bui Nghien Chi: "If Your Highness feels bad, just pretend that I never mentioned it. It's just that last night my mother still mentioned this matter, saying that a woman's marriage is like a second marriage, if her husband is willing to personally test the horse, then he can have peace of mind for the rest of his life." Bui Nghien Chi's eyes softened a bit. The whole yard was looking at him. If he doesn't even agree to try the horse, if word gets out, he will become King Ninh who, on the day of the wedding, will not be willing to act on behalf of the Princess to prevent disaster. He has always been good at pretending to be a gentle gentleman in front of others. Of course he will not give people an excuse to gossip. "It will only take a moment, just do as you wish." Wen Qingqing immediately took a step forward: "Your Highness!" Bui Nghien Chi looked sideways at her: "What are you scared of?" Wen Qingqing's face turned pale, and he forced himself to speak: "I'm just afraid that this horse's temperament is ferocious. Your Highness has a noble status, what should you do if you get scared?" I spoke softly: "Just now Miss Wen was urging me to get on the horse. Why is it your turn to be afraid of ferocious horses?" Her eyes immediately turned red: "Sister Tham, how could you think of me like that? I'm just worried about His Highness." Sure enough, Bui Nghien Chi's heart softened, his tone softened a bit: "Okay, it's just a horse, can't this king still be able to control it?" He took the reins, turned around and jumped on the horse's back. Wen Qingqing stood in place, his face pale little by little. I retreated to my mother's side and held her hand. Mother felt the coldness of my palm and softly spoke to comfort her: "Hanh Nhi, don't be afraid." I looked at Bui Nghien Chi sitting firmly on the horse's back. At first the horse only took two steps, then his hind legs suddenly jumped, a deafening neighing sound ripped through the happy music. In the next moment, the crazy white horse rushed straight out of the hospital gate. The crowd cried out in panic and scattered. Bui Nghien Chi held on tightly to the reins, his body was thrown to the point of losing balance. When the horse rushed over the threshold, his whole body was thrown off the horse's back, his right leg hit hard on the stone pedestal under the stone lion's feet. The sound of bones cracking mixed with the screams of death, making the listener's scalp numb. "Your Highness!" Wen Qingqing shouted, rushing forward. The celebratory music immediately fell silent. I stood still, slowly letting go of my mother's hand. In my previous life, I also fell from my horse like that. Only at that time, Bui Nghien Chi did not rush towards us. The first person he helped up was On

Thanh Thanh is scared to death. And now, he fell in a pool of blood, his face pale, cold sweat constantly rolling down his forehead. Wen Qingqing knelt next to him, crying until his whole body trembled: "Your Highness, why is this happening? Why did this horse suddenly go crazy?" I lifted the hem of my skirt and stepped forward, bending over the edge of the saddle. While the horse was struggling, more than half of the needle was exposed, the tip of the needle still had dark drug stains on it. I used a handkerchief separated by a layer of cloth to pick up the needle and held it up in front of everyone. "We should ask Miss Wen about this." Wen Qingqing suddenly raised her head: "What nonsense are you talking about?" I stared at her pale face: "The person who just impatiently urged me to get on the horse was you. The person who risked his life to stop His Highness from testing the horse, was also you." The surrounding guests were already pouring in from the outer courtyard, and the chatter from class to class was getting louder and louder.