Chapter 4 — Thiem Ha Xuan

Even Ta Duong sitting next to me narrowed his eyes at me. Father nodded, he respected Tham Lan Thanh very much. "That's right, Xuan Chi. Lan Thanh is also a member of the family. Tonight, go find your grandfather and say something. You have always been on good terms with the elders, let's decide this matter." As soon as father finished speaking, a proud smile appeared on Jiang Oan Hoa's face. Before that smile could fade, I heard me laugh coldly. "I'm not going. The same goes for money, same for power, I won't give up even a part." The smile on Giang Oan Hoa's face immediately stiffened. Tham Lan Thanh also suddenly raised her head to look at me. … Father frowned. "It's just a word, Xuan Chi, why do you..." Giang Oan Hoa hastily continued father's words. "That's right, sister. Father has spoken, we are all family members, are you not even willing to help with this small matter?" Giang Oan Hoa's tone was both urgent and sharp, every sentence mentioned father, clearly wanting to use father's authority to coerce me. But obviously, I didn't fall for her trap, I just calmly looked at my father. "You are married to a royal prince, and my younger sister is married to a new graduate student, Poinsettia..." Hearing the words "royal prince", Ta Duong slightly raised his eyebrows. "Your Majesty did not say anything on the outside, but in your heart there must still be some reservations. If at this time you ask your grandfather to help Tham Lan Thanh, what will your Majesty think?" Father's face became serious, as if he was thinking about something. then nodded. I coldly glanced at Tham Lan Thanh and continued: "Furthermore, Tham Lan Thanh has built up the image of a noble son from a cold family, very admired by scholars from a cold family. If now just because he marries his sister, he suddenly becomes extravagant, it will be inevitable that people will criticize him." As I finished speaking, my father stroked his beard. "Xuan Chi is thinking very thoughtfully. If so... Lan Thanh, let's forget about this matter." "At court, you should still be careful with your words and actions, don't too prominent." Tham Lan Thanh lowered his eyes, his fists clenched so tightly that the blue veins were clearly visible. But in the end, I could only answer: "Yes." Seeing that my goal was not achieved and that I had to continue living in poverty after marrying Tham Lan Thanh, Jiang Oan Hoa's eyes looked at me with even more resentment. Ta Duong casually leaned back in his chair, his eyes looking at me a little more thoughtful. … It's not early yet. I said goodbye to my father and then returned to the palace with Ta Duong. I sat in front of the dressing table, removing each piece of jewelry from my hair. Ta Duong leaned against the chair behind me, conveniently throwing a green grape into his mouth. "Tham Lan Thanh is a martyred puppet soldier, and her younger sister is no better, just like a white lotus with a sweet mouth..." Saying this, he stopped, his eyes absentmindedly falling on me. The corners of Ta Duong's lips curled slightly, deliberately prolonging his voice. "You are also smart, knowing how to get out of the mud early and marry me." Hearing that, I laughed lightly. Ta Duong's words are truly artistic, just kicking Tham Lan Thanh is enough, and by the way, he also compliments himself. But in my impression, Ta Duong has always been a playboy with not many words in his head. After just one meal, he saw through both Tham Lan Thanh and Giang Oanh Hoa. This makes me surprised. While combing my hair, I nonchalantly replied: "Little Marquis Ta is very right." The corner of Ta Duong's lips curled up even more, completely ignoring my carelessness. He took off his robe and hung it on the rack. His eyes moved slightly. He walked closer to me. Just as he was about to open his mouth to say something, I interrupted him. "Yesterday you dragged me to play chess until midnight. I'm really tired. Tonight I want to rest early." Having said that, I ignored his bewildered expression, blew out the candle on my side, and went up.

bed. Only Ta Duong stood there stunned for a long time. I turned around, closed my eyes and quickly fell asleep. A good night's sleep. … Time flies so quickly, in the blink of an eye, half a month has passed. Ta Duong and I have not yet slept, and the bed is also clearly divided. After all, he is famous for his style, and I cannot accept the fact that my husband has been involved with too many women. Luckily, he didn't care and never forced me to do anything. Although the two are not intimate, they are still as respectful as new. He doesn't cause trouble, and I don't cause much trouble either. We click our fingers to calculate. According to the development of the previous life, in half a month it will be the birthday of Ta Quy Phi, who is also Ta Duong's sister. I asked him what kind of gift he should prepare, he just lazily raised his eyebrows, waved his cauliflower and replied: "There's no need to be so troublesome. If you have that kind of heart, why think about how happy you should make your husband feel?" Ta Duong lifted a strand of my hair and placed it in his mischievous palm, looking exactly like a lustful guy. I pulled my hair back, feeling even more untrustworthy of him. Although in her previous life, Giang Oanh Hoa did not prepare any gifts. But as a younger sister, not being prepared would be too rude. So I decided to draw a picture of Guan Yin map. Ta Duong wanted to advise further, but seeing me so excited, he opened his mouth and ended up saying nothing. I'm in the painting room, he's in the yard dancing. The summer weather is hot. Every time I accidentally looked through the slightly open window, I saw him with his white, solid upper body bare, holding a long spear in his hand. Truly extremely beautiful. No wonder Giang Oanh Hoa, in her previous life, would rather give up her life and want to sleep with him once. It's a pity that he was eventually discovered and taken straight to the temple to meditate. Recently, Ta Duong has been staying in the palace every day. Even when his friends came to invite him out to play, he refused.