Chapter 8 — The Lord Changes Destiny

The enemy army was extremely arrogant, declaring that if they wanted peace, they had to send a princess who bowed her head every step, traveling three thousand miles to marry their king as a concubine. This is clearly a great shame. What's more, in the current court, when a princess reaches the appropriate age to marry, there is only the Truong Princess alone. For a moment, the court up and down was shocked. Many old officials knelt before the palace for the so-called great national cause, begging Princess Truong for the sake of the people of the world to agree to get along. But the Princess did not agree. The next morning, entering the court, she did not wear that cumbersome palace outfit but put on a silver armor, holding a long spear in her hand, and entered the Thai Hoa Palace. Her figure is straight, her eyebrows and eyes are as sharp as a blade. She knelt on one knee in front of His Majesty, sitting on a long chair. "Your Majesty, I would like to lead the troops into battle. I will definitely behead the enemy general, bringing glory to the national prestige of our great nation!" Her words resounded strongly, causing the entire court to fall silent. A woman leading soldiers on an expedition is clearly an act contrary to decency. The courtiers were chatting excitedly, and voices of protest were constantly ringing out. But in the end, His Majesty still agreed. 15 On the day of the expedition, the sky was gloomy and the north wind was bitterly cold. I stood in front of the city gate, looking at her wearing a velvet outfit, riding on a tall, handsome black horse. The wind blew the scarlet cloak behind her, like a burning fire. My heart was filled with reluctance and worry, my eyes were also red. She turned around and got off the horse, walked towards me, raised her hand to wipe the moisture from the corner of my eyes, her voice was still as relaxed as before. "What are you crying for? No need to worry. When I return, I will bring you the most beautiful gem in the North." It seemed like she was always so confident, but I was still extremely worried. After all, in the past life, this war took a long time to happen. Perhaps my reincarnation changed the trajectory of things too much, yet made it happen sooner. Princess Truong's team of horses disappeared at the end of the road, rolling up dust into the sky. I stood under the castle wall, not moving for a long time. At that moment, a hoarse call came from behind. "Your Highness." I turned around and saw Ta Quan Lan. Just a few days without seeing him, his whole body had become very emaciated. His eyes were covered with a layer of dark blue, and his chin, which was as smooth as jade, also grew a little stubble. The brocade on his body was a bit wrinkled, as if it had not been repaired for a long time. "This time on the expedition, I will also go along as a messenger." He looked at me, with an all-or-nothing determination in his eyes. "Bac Canh is extremely dangerous. This trip will probably not be able to return." He stopped, his voice was lower, carrying an imperceptible tremble. "If I can come back alive, you... can forgive me." "I looked at him like this, but I didn't have any ripples in my heart, I even felt a little funny. "Isn't it a favor for Master Ta Cam to come before His Majesty and beg?" I calmly asked in return. "Why, when you come before me, do you speak as if you were forced to die by someone else?" His face was pale, his lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to explain something. But I didn't give him that chance, continuing to say: "In the end, you do it for me or for others, you know best in your heart." "You don't need to use me as an excuse, nor do you need to act out this intimate drama in front of me." "I..." It was like he was poked in a sore spot, unable to say a single word. I no longer paid attention to him, turned around and got on the horse carriage to return to the palace. The car curtain fell, separating the white face

His sickness and surprise were outside. 16Like his previous life, this battle went on for a long time. War reports from the border continuously flew into the capital like snowflakes, sometimes good and sometimes bad, moving everyone's hearts. Every day I was in the palace praying for Princess Truong's blessing, the days that passed were extremely tormenting. Van Te stays by my side every day, takes care of my body, and talks to help me relax. His existence is like a gentle staircase, soothing many of the impatiences in my heart. A year later, news of victory came. The eldest princess destroyed the enemy army and killed the enemy commander. The enemy surrendered, vowing to forever declare themselves gods. The whole capital was immersed in joy. On the contrary, while using the identity of a messenger to persuade Ta Quan Lan to surrender, his hand was broken by a tenacious enemy general who resisted. The doctor said the wound was too severe, the tendons and bones were out of position, and he could not continue playing the piano in this life. If he returns to the capital, he can still discuss merit with the army and receive an official position. But he did not return. In Princess Truong's letter, Ta Quan Lan went to a small temple on the border, shaved her head and became a monk. After Van Te heard this news, he was extremely happy.