Chapter 11 — The Lady Refuses to Kiss a Disabled Man, I Choose Him as My Husband

The Third Prince's expression slightly darkened. But the smile was quickly restored.

"It's the king's sudden death."

“The general walks leisurely.”

He let down the car curtain. The carriage slowly left. Tieu Bac Da looked at the car going away. His eyes became deep. Annoying… It's only just begun. Return to the general's palace. The rewards bestowed by the emperor... Have been brought to you like a stream of flowing water. Gold, silver and jewels. Silk brocade is. Filled the entire lobby. The palace used to be so deserted that even sparrows could hardly visit... Now it was filled with officials coming to congratulate him. Phuc Bo and Luu Judge were so busy that their feet couldn't touch the ground. But their faces were full of happy smiles. I stand outside the crowd. Quietly looking at everything. These prosperity... They are all just passing clouds. The real storm... Still hiding under the seemingly calm water surface. Tieu Bac Da passed through the crowd. Come next to me. Take my hand.

“I have returned.”

“Um, welcome home.”

We look at each other and smile. Everything... I understood without needing to say anything. After seeing off the last group of guests. I'm under the light... Checking the recovery status of Tieu Bac Da's legs. Phuc Bo quickly walked in. Presented a gilded card.

“Madam, general.”

“Phu Bo Lai Vuong Thi Lang sent someone to deliver the invitation.”

"Say that three days later there will be a banquet at the palace, and for the general's sake, he will be baptized."

I received the card. The corner of his lips curled slightly into a cold smile. Receiving a cleansing ceremony? I'm afraid... It's the Hong Mon banquet. On the Golden Palace... Just made an enemy. In the blink of an eye, you're invited to the party. This Vuong Thi Lang... Did you think they weren't dying fast enough? Tieu Bac Da also stopped to take a look. A cold light flashed in his eyes.

“He is provoking me.”

"I'm also probing... to see how much I actually know."

I look at him. Ask: "Do you want to go?"

“Of course I have to go.” In his eyes... A strong fighting spirit flashed.

“I'm not just leaving.”

“I still have to give him a big gift.”

“A great ceremony…”

“Making him unable to turn around forever.”

I burst out laughing.

“If it was the Hongmen banquet…”

“So naturally we can't let him go alone.”

I stood up. Steady eyes.

“The choir is up to you.”

“This cup of wine… I will drink with you.”

Three days later. Vuong Thi Lang Palace. Outside, there were busy carriages. There were as many guests as clouds. Officials in the capital, as long as they have some status... Almost all are present. Everyone knows... Tonight's banquet... It's not simple. This is the first face-to-face encounter...Between new nobles and old gods. It was also an important exploration...Before the royal power was rearranged. An unremarkable carriage... Slowly stopped in front of Vuong Thi Lang's palace. When Tieu Bac Da stepped down from the car... The noise at the palace gate... In an instant, it quieted down. Today he wore an ink-colored brocade robe. On the shirt, gold thread is embroidered with a dark unicorn pattern. The body is tall and straight like a mountain. His appearance was as cold as ice. The eyes that once made the enemy's reputation startle... They were now calmly scanning everyone. He is not in a wheelchair. He just stood there... Majestic like an abyss, solid like a high mountain. An invisible feeling of oppression… In an instant, it covered the entire place. Right after that... A long, slender jade hand... Placed on his arm. Ta Lift up the hem of your skirt... Slowly step down from the carriage. I wore the first-class Concubine Concubine uniform that the emperor awarded me. Phuong quan ha boi. Gorgeous yet solemn. Only light makeup on face. Calm appearance. My appearance... Causing a series of soft intakes of breath to ring out in the crowd. Is this the To family's concubine? Is this the woman who cured the god of war? Is this the same To Nguyet Kien who was personally conferred by the emperor as a first-class concubine? Countless looks... Contempt. Interwoven into a large net... Covering us. I don't care. I just held Tieu Bac Da's arm. Standing there side by side with him. We are like two swords unsheathed. The wind is clearly visible. No fear. Vuong Thi Lang, full of smiles, came out to welcome him.

“Oh my, the general, his wife, the great price has arrived, it really makes my hut shine with more glory!”

He was so enthusiastic that it was somewhat excessive. But the gloom in the bottom of his eyes... Flashed again and then disappeared.

“Vuong Thi Lang is polite.”

Tieu Bac Da's voice... Can't hear joy or sadness. We are led into the main banquet hall. The lobby was soon crowded with distinguished guests. The wine cup was lifted back and forth. The atmosphere is bustling. Our appearance... Causing the music and laughter in the hall... to stop for half a beat. Everyone's eyes... Are focused on us. I see the Third Prince. He is holding a cup of wine. Half smiling, half not looking at us. Next to him...I saw someone unexpected. Today she is dressed as splendidly as a flower. Sitting next to the Third Prince. When she saw us… The smile on her face immediately stiffened. In her eyes... Full of resentment. Not satisfied. There was also a trace... Even she didn't want to admit it... It was a deep regret.