Chapter 2 — Truc Ma planned to make me his concubine, I became someone he had to kneel and worship

“My lord, this move of yours is truly too clever.”

“Let the slave push Miss Hai into the water, then you will save the person.”

"So, we can not only marry the princess to strengthen our position as Crown Prince, but also make Miss Hai wholeheartedly wait for him."

"Anyway, the woman has ruined her reputation. Besides you, who else would marry her?!"

"But Your Highness, will the Princess really agree to let you marry her?"

Trieu Van Dinh laughed twice:

“Of course it's impossible.”

He raised his head and drank a large gulp of wine, his expression was truly springy.

"My reputation is ruined, I still live at Tinh Nghiep Pagoda for a few years, waiting for my youth to pass, my beauty to fade, and loneliness to endure."

“At that time, we just need to arrange a few people to make her suffer a little, then I will appear to save her from the hot water.”

"At that time, even if I forced her to be a concubine, she would definitely be willing to volunteer, so grateful that she would shed tears!"

It was like being pushed into a cold lake again, the feeling of suffocation came again, the coldness penetrated the blood throughout my body. Every word he gently let out from his lips turned into heavy, sharp rocks, fiercely pounding down on me, wanting to make me forever sink deep into the water, forever unable to escape the eternal hell of invincibility. What a plot that is both life-saving and selfish to the extreme! He had no way of not knowing that reputation, for women, was almost equivalent to life. If our loved ones do not love and value us enough, then the last thing waiting for us can only be three meters of white silk. A boundless, suffocating feeling of despair enveloped me, my ten fingertips fiercely scratched the wall, to the point of breaking my nails in pain, yet that pain only barely helped me retain three parts of my sanity. Dark gray clouds obscured the curved moon. Just as the light between heaven and earth became dim, a sharp cold light suddenly flashed across the bottom of my eyes. Trieu Van Dinh stabbed the knife three times in a row, killing the young man. Die without closing your eyes. Instinctively, I immediately ducked behind the wall, closed my eyes tightly, and slowly... slowly adjusted my breathing. By the time I opened my eyes again, the fire had engulfed the dry grass. That fire was as red as blood... I didn't hide anything and told my parents everything. Unfortunately, there is no evidence, even if we make a fuss at Dai Ly Tu, in the end it will only be considered "baseless" and "fabulous fabrication". The mother, with eyes that had been crying until they were red and swollen, fiercely resolved:

"I will go and beg your maternal grandmother. Even if I kneel and die in front of her, I must make her agree to take you in."

"Lan Nhi, even if you don't have glory and wealth, you should still be able to live freely and comfortably."

Besides her mother, her maternal grandmother had no other relatives in this world, so she did not need to worry about the reputation, future, or marriage of her descendants being affected. But also because in the past, the mother was determined to marry the father, the two of them once high-fived and swore to be exclusive, broke off their relationship, and never saw each other again for the rest of their lives. The day Trieu Van Dinh brought the bride price to the princess's palace, my mother took me out of the capital. Foreign affairs only say that we are dangerously ill drama, had to go to Giang Nam to find a famous doctor for treatment. I heard that after giving the bride price, Trieu Van Dinh immediately ran to Hai Phu, insisting on meeting me. His father would rather have the reputation of being "ungraceful and ungrateful", but was determined to beat and curse him and kick him out. When we arrived in Giang Nam, my mother was mentally prepared to kneel with me for seven days and seven nights. Who would have thought that after just one day and one night, she would encounter a heavy rain, and my grandmother's heart softened. She agreed to accept me, but gave me one condition: I must change to her surname, following the Trieu family, I can only stay in the Trieu family for the rest of my life, and absolutely cannot leave the family. Mother almost without hesitation agreed. Nothing is more important than our freedom and our lives. The maternal grandmother glanced sideways at her mother, the corner of her lips carrying a sarcastic smile:

"Don't you need to negotiate with your husband? What if he doesn't agree, will you change your last name back again?!"

The mother knelt down on the ground and bowed her head:

"Mother, I have made a mistake with your teachings. It's against the rules that women of the Trieu family are not allowed to marry."

“Now that I am a mother, I can understand the things that were not easy for people in the past.”