Chapter 1 — Truc Ma risked his life to protect the noble lady. After being reborn, I stood coldly watching

The noble lady was surrounded by mountain bandits in the middle of the road, the young general stood in front of her, using his flesh and blood body to block each knife blow for her. The son of a noble family who once had unlimited glory in the past, has since suffered from a lifelong disability, becoming a disabled person who was secretly laughed at by people in the capital. The noble lady once promised to repay him with her own body for criticizing him for tainting her reputation, coldly and distantly:

"Everyone outside is talking about you being so flawed that you don't even look like a human being. I'm afraid it will implicate my clean reputation. Don't come to me in the future."

Only I still kept my childhood engagement, despite the whole court's disapproval, and married him as my wife. On the wedding night, he coldly scorned:

“Even if we married her, she would not be even half as good as her.”

Everyone in the world laughed at me for being so foolish and foolish, willing to base myself on him. In my previous life, I was miserable with him for half my life, but in the end, all I got in return was his disgust. In my rebirth, I quietly watched him seek death to save people, from beginning to end without stopping even half a step. In this life, the debt of love he owes, the life he personally ruined, I will not bear even a fraction more for him. I was reborn and died in the thirtieth year of my life because of Tan Mac. When I opened my eyes again, I was sitting in a carriage on the way to Thanh Van temple. Outside the car curtain came the voice of maid Ngan Chu:

“Miss, ahead is Lac Nhan slope, please sit steady.”

My fingers suddenly squeezed tightly into my palm. Lac Nhan Slope. It's today. In the past life, the daughter of the Tran Quoc Cong who ruled the court was Tham Thanh Lan who was attacked here, the bandits were ferocious and brutal, seeing that she was about to destroy the pearl. Her bamboo horse - the young general who had a childhood engagement with me, Tan Mac, risked his life to protect her. He blocked seventeen knife blows for her. Every stab is deep to the bone. In the end, he kept his life, but his right leg was disabled, and his left hand only had three fingers that could move. From the only son with limitless glory of the general's palace, he turned into a disabled person who was secretly ridiculed by everyone. And today, we are also there. I originally came to offer incense on behalf of my mother, but the carriage was not far behind them. In his previous life, when he heard the noise and rushed over, Tan Mac was covered in blood. I tore off his clothes and bandaged him. It was me crying and begging the passing caravan to save my life. I stayed in the farmhouse under the mountain to guard him for three days and three nights, waiting for him to wake up. What then? Then Tham Thanh Lan cried until she cried and said:

"Brother Mac's kindness, Thanh Lan is willing to repay it with her own life."

But when he was truly disabled, how could the Duke's Palace let his daughter marry a disabled person? In less than half a year, she gradually distanced herself from him. The day he hobbled on his feet to go to the Quoc Cong palace to meet her, she stood on the high stone steps, her voice cold as ice:

“Young Master Qin, don't come again in the future.”

"Everyone outside is talking about you being so flawed that you don't even look like a human being. I'm afraid it will affect my reputation."

At that time, Tan Mac was standing right next to me. I saw with my own eyes the light in his eyes crumbling little by little. After that, I married him. Because filler I'm just a fifth-rank petty officer, I don't dare to violate the marriage contract I made with the general's palace a long time ago. Also because I... really liked him. That night of the big wedding, he lifted his veil, his eyes not showing any warmth:

“Even if we married her, she would not be even half as good as her.”

Even after thirty years of use, I still couldn't warm his heart. He hates me. I hate that I ever saw his most miserable, miserable appearance. Hating me for marrying into the palace, every time he saw me, he remembered that he was once a cripple who couldn't stand up. He was drowning in alcohol every day, and when he got angry, he would smash everywhere, and every word he said would be cold and harsh, and he would pour it out on people.