Chapter 6 — The Husband takes on two duties, we reconcile and become a Princess

We haven't been to the capital for a few days, so there's basically no chance of offending anyone. The person who wants to kill me can only be someone from the Tieu palace, but I don't know if it's Tieu Dich Han or Bach Chi Suong, or both. There is no need to talk about these things with outsiders, my voice is cold: "This matter probably has nothing to do with you, why don't you talk about the fact that you came to see me late at night?" He smiled and stood up: "We've arrived at my palace, there's no need to rush right now, rest, it's not too late to talk about it tomorrow." I looked at his back, not understanding what he meant. It's just that in the middle of the night, I also want to rest, not here fighting wits with him. I don't know why, looking at him, I always have a familiar feeling, and in my heart I'm sure he won't harm me. But I don't know him at all, nor am I familiar with this government, it's really difficult to understand. Waiting for me to wake up and hear movement, the maid pushed the door in and helped me comb my hair and wash my face. No matter what I asked, she just smiled and quietly did her job. After I finished dressing up, Niep Nie also woke up. Two moments later (1 moment about 15 minutes), the other man entered the room and ordered someone to serve food. He held a drum to tease Niep Niep. Niep Nie looked at me and saw me nodding before accepting it. After finishing breakfast, he waved his hand and the maid brought over a pile of children's toys and took Niep Nie aside to play. At this point, he was ready to officially talk to me.

"Last night was a bit disruptive. I apologize. However, last night I can consider saving your mother and your child's lives. It's even."

I smiled and said nothing. He didn't pay any attention and continued to say:

"I am the Crown Prince of Anh Quoc Cong Palace, Ta Hoai Nghia. I am looking for you because you opened the sign to find Princess Thanh Ha."

“Where are you? Are you… still alive?”

When I heard his name, I was a little surprised.

“Are you Hoai Nghia brother?”

He heard my address and was stunned for a moment. Then there was a look of disbelief: "You... you're the princess? You're Tham Tri Kien?" I nodded, feeling just as excited as him. I didn't expect it to be such a coincidence that we would meet again. He looked at my face, observed it intently for a while, then opened his mouth: "Looking closely, there are indeed some similarities to Tuc Vuong Phi, but only three parts." Having finished speaking, he turned serious: "Do you know that impersonating a princess is a big sin? I don't know how you know Tuc Vuong Phi's appearance, but your impersonation is different."

"Tri Kien when he was young and Tuc Vuong Phi when he was young were exactly the same. When they grow up, they must be at least eight or nine points similar. Don't try to trick me!"

I raised my hand to touch my face. Even though I was young at the time, I vaguely remember my mother saying that when we were children, she and I were as similar as if we came from the same mold. Over the years, my nanny took me with me to escape from the east to the west. Whenever there was a bit of wind blowing the grass, I immediately panicked. To be honest, I no longer remember my mother's appearance clearly, I only know that in the past, she and I were exactly the same, definitely not as haggard as we are now. I immediately took out a drawing scroll from the bag. After opening it, we point to the clause above.

“This is the calligraphy and painting that my father and mother dated back then. I'm afraid it's still being passed down in the capital today chant this story.”

Back then, my father was on good terms with His Majesty. He was a reader when he was a teenager, and also had in-laws outside of the five clans. During a palace banquet, His Majesty intended to give his father a hand in marriage, so he ordered someone to draw a painting for the noble ladies to put on it. Among the countless words, my father chose my mother's essay with just one look. At that time, my mother had already admired my father, and the two of us already had a relationship. Therefore, His Majesty immediately pushed the boat forward and gave the wedding ceremony on the spot. My mother also wrote the inscription on the painting herself, thereby leaving behind an anecdote that has been passed down by people. My father always treasured this painting and locked it carefully every weekday. It was just that I was naughty that day, sneaked into the study room, insisted that my father unlock it, and then I was able to see that painting with my own eyes. At that time, I was only five years old. From that day on, our lives took a different direction. In a half-awake, half-asleep state, I was carried by my nanny, quietly left the small door, and ran all the way, until I reached a village with the surname Tieu, thousands of miles away, before stopping and settling down. Ta Hoai Nghia took the painting, caressed the seal above, his face full of nostalgia. He called the little monk next to him: "Tieu Ngu, go to the study to get the painting that Tuc Than Vuong gave me!" The little man named Tieu Ngu replied. I looked at Ta Hoai Nghia, now he believes me seven or eight percent. When he compared the two paintings, the way he looked at me clearly changed.