Chapter 1 — The Lord Changes Destiny

The eldest princess selects her husband-in-law. Only after she has chosen, the remaining person will be the turn of a sick and weak princess like me. One is an immortal-like piano master, famous for shaking the capital, the other is a noble and arrogant Han Lam academy. As soon as I met the master, I fell in love with him. I secretly asked Princess Truong, could she give that person to me? She and I have had a very close relationship since childhood, and we will absolutely not turn our backs on a man. In her previous life, she forced them to draw lots. Tu composed the Han Lam Institute and refused again and again. The two sides struggled endlessly, so the master reluctantly raised his hand and drew a lottery drawing my name, desperate to become friends with me. After three years of being married, you have never entered my bedroom once. However, on Princess Truong's birthday, he played Phuong Cau Hoang all night long. Only then did I realize that that day, the person I met that touched my heart was not only me, but also him. It seems he is a bit more pitiful than me. I can still pray for this life, but you can only look forward to the next life. Therefore, after rebirth, the day of selecting a concubine came back. The Princess asked me: "Which of the two of them do you like?" I shook my head slightly. Seeing me shake my head, the smile in the Princess's eyes became deeper. She used the handle of the fan to gently tap the back of my hand, her voice carrying a bit of teasing: "What's wrong, does our Yeu Ye family still know how to be shy? No need to be formal, just say who you like, the royal sister will not fight with you." Her voice was extremely sincere, and also carried a certainty that did not allow others to doubt. But I still shook my head and said softly: "Both of them are very good, I just don't like them." The smile on Princess Truong's face faded a bit, seemingly somewhat surprised. She closed her fan, leaned closer, and observed me curiously: "This is really strange. Chu Binh Le and Ta Quan Lan, one is a talented poet of eight fights, the other is an elegant piano master with a reputation throughout the capital. Which one is the one that the noble ladies in the capital want to marry? And yet you don't please anyone?" She paused for a moment, as if suddenly thinking of something, her eyes immediately lit up with excitement. Beast: "Then tell the royal sister, who do you like?" "As long as you can say it, no matter who that person is, the royal sister will come before the royal father to ask for a holy decree of marriage for you." From childhood to adulthood, it seems like it's always been like that. Just because I was weak when I was born, I don't leave the stairs all year round. My father and mother loved me, my brother pampered me, and the Princess even treated me like a treasure and never fought with me. As long as it's something I like, she will smile and give it to me. Same in previous life. When the eldest princess reached the appropriate age to get married, His Majesty searched for talented people in the capital to choose her husband-in-law. After many layers of screening, in the end only two people remained. One person is editor-in-chief of the Han Academy Chu Binh Le, highly educated, noble and arrogant. One person is the monk Ta Quan Lan, famous in the world, dressed in white, floating like a fairy. Originally, the remaining people were chosen by the Princess, then it was my turn. But in my previous life, the first time I saw Ta Quan Lan, I was completely immersed. He sat under the sycamore tree in the pavilion, strumming the instrument, the notes flowing from his fingertips like a stream in the middle of the mountains and forests, washing people's hearts. The wind blew gently, making his snow-white shirt flutter, and at the same time making my heart flutter. So, I pulled Princess Truong's sleeve and asked her if she could let Ta Quan Lan know

Are not. After hearing this, the princess was a little stunned at first, then immediately smiled brightly, like the most beautiful flower on a spring day. She gently pinched my cheek and said comfortably: "It's just a man. If you like it, just take it." 2 So, she used the excuse that it was really hard for her to choose between the two, then smiled and let me choose first. But neither Chu Binh Le nor Ta Quan Lan wanted to marry me. Chu Binh Le stiffened his neck, his hot eyes looked at Princess Truong, his words were extremely sincere: "In this life, I only have one heart for Your Highness Princess Truong." Although Ta Quan Lan did not say anything, his thin, tightly pursed lips and slightly drooping eyelashes said everything. The scene suddenly fell into a deadlock. In the end, it was still the Princess who stood up to rescue the situation. She ordered someone to take the lottery cards, write my name and hers on them one by one and then put them in the lottery tube. "If it's difficult for the two lovers to choose, then leave it to God's will." She gently shook the lottery tube, a smile on her face. "Whoever picks the name Yeu Yeu will marry her as his wife." Chu Binh Le refused over and over again, almost wanting to kneel down to express his feelings. Princess Truong's face turned a little colder. Ta Quan Lan also wanted to speak up, but Princess Truong just calmly glanced at him, causing all refusals to get stuck in his throat. He could only raise his hand and draw a lot from the tube. On it is my name. In front of everyone, he had no other choice but to become friends with me. On the wedding night, the red candles burned high, the words of joy were so bright red that it was dazzling. He lifted my headscarf and saw my shy expression, his movements suddenly stopped. After a long while, he spoke up, his voice a bit low: "If we get married, I will treat you well, you can rest assured." That night, he did not share a room with me. He said that the doctor had told me that my body was weak and that I still needed to rest. I would wait until I got better and then move on. At that time, I believed it was true, thinking that he was not completely without feelings for me, he was just not good at expressing it with words, and there was even a little sweetness in his heart. But for the next three years, he always used this excuse, never taking even a single step into my bedroom. It's not that we haven't tried. I learned from other women, sewed clothes myself, cooked soup for him, then happily brought it to the study room. But he just put them aside, then told me: "Your highness has a noble status, you should never touch needles or a stove in the future. If you get hurt, it's not good." He never accepted those things. Clothes were neatly stacked at the bottom of the chest, soup was always left to cool, and finally the servants secretly poured it away. I'm not discouraged, but think that men probably don't like being locked up in the house, so I often invite him to go out cycling, traveling to the lake, and walking around the city. But he always has a reason to refuse. It's not that there's an important matter related to the piano that needs to be handled, it's also that if you accept a friend's invitation to compose a new piece of music, you're always busy with work and can't go with him. My body is inherently not good, completely relying on the stairs to maintain some vitality. Being treated so coldly by him day after day made my heart depressed, and soon I fell seriously ill. 3The eldest princess heard that I was sick and immediately rushed to visit. She sat beside the bed, caressing my thin face, her eyes filled with pain: "Why am I so thin? Did Ta Quan Lan not treat you well?" I opened my mouth, wanting to tell her all the pain in my heart. But I don't understand why, on that day, Ta Quan Lan was always cold towards me

He himself carried the bowl of food and walked into the bedroom. He sat on the edge of the bed, scooped up a spoonful of medicine, carefully blew it cool before bringing it to my lips. Such a gentle expression, I have never seen before. At that moment, I wavered again. I think, maybe he still has some parts of him that like me. Therefore, I shook my head at the Princess Truong and said: "Your Highness, you don't need to worry. You treat me very well, it's because my body doesn't know how to try." The Princess listened to me, then just sighed, touched my forehead and said: "You idiot." Anyway, the Princess Truong is not comfortable interfering too deeply in the affairs of our palace. She stayed with me for a few days and saw that my face had improved a bit before returning to the palace. As soon as she left, Ta Quan Lan immediately returned to her original appearance. Silent, cold, like a block of ice that cannot be warmed. The servants in the palace are all people who know how to read other people's faces. He distanced himself from me, and they also began to delay me. Even Mother Ta dared to point it straight at me and scold me for being a sick ghost who couldn't lay eggs, delaying the continuation of the Ta family's family line. I was so angry that my whole body was shaking, my eyes were red. But Ta Quan Lan just stood next to me, from beginning to end without saying a word to help me. Waiting for his mother to have scolded her enough and left satisfied, he walked over and gave me a handkerchief. "Mother is old, please sympathize with her a little." His voice was very calm, no emotions could be heard. I didn't accept that towel, just let the tears roll around in my eye sockets, my voice carried an uncontrollable trembling. "But the doctor said, my body is no longer a concern, maybe... maybe the room is safe." I gathered all my courage and raised my head to look at him. "Or today I move to your hospital, to avoid being scolded by my mother in the future." As soon as the words were spoken, Ta Quan Lan instinctively refused: "No need." It was like a needle piercing me. my heart aches. It seemed he also realized his reaction was a bit excessive. Looking at my red eyes, he stopped for a moment, his tone softened again. "We... are still not close, doing something like that casually is not very good." He turned away, not looking at me. "Don't think too much, it's just my nature is like that." Nature is like that. What a beautiful sentence this is. My heart is extremely sour, like being soaked in vinegar. I'm just an ordinary girl. Having married someone, of course I also hope that I can be as respectful and compatible with my husband as before. But reality told me time and time again that it was just delusion. 4After that, I don't know how the story between me and Ta Quan Lan spread to the outside world. Before long, the whole capital knew that a princess like me had been married for three years but was still just a decoration with no name and no real substance. At Princess Truong's birthday banquet, a noble lady used this matter to mock me. "Is your body completely healthy? You are a great monk. Surely it's because you love your princess that you can't bear to let her work hard, right?" The sarcasm hidden in each sentence and each word caused a burst of giggles to ring out around her. The princess immediately became angry and punished the noble lady to kneel outside the palace to copy the palace rules. But even so, my heart is still extremely uncomfortable. At the banquet that day, I did not have a good appetite. For the first time, I did not stay in the palace like every year, but left early and returned to the palace. Late at night, it's quiet and I'm not sleepy at all. I put on my coat and went into the yard, but vaguely heard the sound of the piano coming from Ta Quan Lan's yard. The sound of the piano is melodious and flexible, carrying some parts that want to be expressed. I was stunned. Guy

playing the song Phuong Cau Hoang.