Chapter 5 — This Year's Peach Blossoms Bloom Again

I looked around and smiled. “Just try it.” That night, this word reached Tieu Dien's ears. When he came to my palace, there was some interest in his eyes. "I heard that she scared Concubine Le quite a bit." I don't pay too much attention to him coming to question me. “She brought it on herself.” Tieu Dien sat down opposite me, looked at me for a long time, then suddenly spoke. “I sometimes feel that she is not afraid of me.” I raised my head to look at him. "There's no use in being afraid. Things that should happen will eventually happen. It's better to think about how to solve them." The color of his eyes deepened slightly. “Tham Uyen, you are truly unlike any woman I have ever met.” Not the same? I don't deny it. Perhaps it is the leisure of someone who has died once, or perhaps it is the stability of someone who has gone through many aspects of life. Faced with this erratic and angry emperor, I appeared extremely calm. After he left, I leaned on the small bed and closed my eyes to meditate. Thanh La's close palace maid endured for a long time, but finally carefully opened her mouth. “Niang Niang, you said that just now, aren't you afraid that the emperor will be angry?” I don't open my eyes. “Not afraid.” I paused for a moment, not knowing if I was talking to her or to myself. “I am no longer afraid of anything.” After three months of Feng Qin, I was diagnosed with Heng Vein. Tieu Dien was overjoyed, promoted me to concubine, the title remained unchanged, and rewarded countless royal titles. The news reached Bui Palace and Bui Nhien was discussing politics with the new Minister of Household Affairs. The errand boy ran to Bui Nhien's side and whispered a few words, but he waved his hand away. He continued to discuss without changing expression. As soon as he took a step into the main door of the Bui mansion, he vomited a mouthful of blood. Truong Ninh was so scared that he lost his soul and quickly went to invite the doctor. Seeing Bui Nhien calling her again, he conveniently wiped the corner of his mouth. He leaned on the table and slowly sat down, his eyes falling into space, before speaking for a long time. “Truong Ninh, would you say she lives well?” Truong Ninh's eye sockets turned red. "Brother-in-law... The Imperial Concubine is living in the palace wearing jade and brocade clothes, it's naturally good." Bui Nhien muttered. “She is dead.” "Can we keep it this time? Obviously we've had it before, is it a destiny?" Truong Ninh was stunned. “Brother, what are you talking about?” Bui Nhien did not answer. He bowed his head and looked at his hands. Those hands once held her hand in the wind and sand of the North, received the ladle she gave in the tent to distribute porridge, and finally stroked her cheek before she closed her eyes. He stiffened and vomited a large mouthful of blood. The whole person collapsed, only having time to mutter a single sentence. “I owe you.” Winter month, just like the previous life. Tuat Quyet violated the border, conquered three cities in a row, and the North sent a message to alert them. In my previous life, Bui Nhien and I were in the North. Bui Nhien, from small traces, discovered something unusual, and soon made an announcement, disrupting the plans of the Tut Quyet people. But this time, we could only summon officials at night to discuss strategy. The civil and military officials debated endlessly, but when it came to the generals, they all remained silent. General Tran Bac is old, other generals either have insufficient qualifications, or are carrying other responsibilities, but for a time they cannot find a suitable person. Tieu Dien lowered his eyes and was about to open his mouth when he saw Bui Nhien resolutely step out of the line. “God willing to lead the army to attack!” The whole dynasty was frightened. The mandarin asked to go to war to become a marshal, something that had never happened before. Tieu Dien looked at him with deep eyes. “Bui Ai Khanh, the Northern landscape is not like the capital, do you know what you are doing?” He said each word resoundingly. “I know.” After the tide subsided, Tieu Dien came to my palace and talked about this. “This person, Bui Nhien, also has some blood in him.” He paused for a moment, his voice carrying a hint of indecipherable scrutiny. "Tell me, did he leave because he heard that you were pregnant with my child and his heart was like ashes?" I passed the peeled tangerine over. "If his heart is like ashes, he should stay in the capital and wait for me to take care of him, why would he go to the North to find death?" Tieu Dien let out an unclear sound and continued to question. “So why do you say that?” “Atonement.” Pepper

Dien froze. I looked out the window and saw the first snow falling in the capital. Each flake flutters, much gentler than the snow as big as goose feathers in the North. "He felt that he was inferior to me. If I was in the palace, he couldn't do anything, so he came to the North to risk his life and bet on a part of the victory and glory." "At that time, he can use his identity as his mother's family as support for me. Even if His Majesty hates me, he will not give up easily." What we don't say is. Waiting for you to have military merit and prestige, can you really stand by and watch me being taken away by the emperor? But I took care to swallow this sentence back, to prevent Bui Nhien from becoming a monk and leaving me alone. Tieu Dien was silent for a long time. “She really understands him.” “After all, we were once husband and wife.” I said this frankly and leisurely, but on the contrary, it made Tieu Dien not feel jealous. He just held my chin, smiling like he wasn't smiling. “This mouth of yours, I really want to sew it up.”