Chapter 2 — Truc Ma risked his life to protect the noble lady. After being reborn, I stood coldly watching

We are all quietly patient. I once naively thought that as long as I was good enough and sincere enough, sooner or later one day he would turn around and look at me once. But right before he died... In his hand, he still clutched the old scarf that Tham Thanh Lan had sent him. Those gentle eyes were so dazzling that it made people's hearts ache. From beginning to end, he never looked at me once. I spent my entire life, living like a lonely widow until the moment I passed away... At that moment, the carriage suddenly stopped. Ngan Chu quickly opened the car curtain, her small face pale with fear.

“Miss… up ahead it seems… there are sounds of people fighting…”

I closed my eyes tightly and took a deep breath. When I opened my eyes again, only a piece of cold clarity remained at the bottom of my eyes.

“Turn around.”

I spoke softly. Ngan Chu was stunned:

“But… but Mr. Qin and Miss Tham's carriages are both ahead, it seems like they encountered mountain bandits…”

I leaned back against the soft cushion, my fingertips were cold, but my heart was like a block of iron that had been tempered through fire.

“Turn around and return to the city.”

“But young lady, Mr. Qin, he…”

“Ngan Chu.” I opened my eyes and looked at her, "Do you want to die?"

The little maid was frightened by the cold expression in my eyes and quickly shook her head.

“Then turn around.”

“Today, we don't see anything, we don't hear anything.”

The carriage slowly moved. I lifted a corner of the car curtain and looked at the dusty slope in the distance. I could vaguely see a familiar figure wearing a mysterious robe shielding a slim figure in a light yellow dress behind me. The blade flashed. Fresh blood splashed. I let down the car curtain, the corners of my lips curled up into an extremely light curve. In this life, the debt of love you owe, your ruined life. Even if it's just a part - I won't bear it for you anymore. When returning to the palace, To Thi's mother was arranging flowers in the lobby. Seeing me return early, she was a bit surprised:

"Didn't you say you would go with Lady Qin to offer incense? Why did you come back so early?"

“It's not safe on the road, so go back first.”

I accepted the cup of tea the maid gave me, lowered my eyes and took a sip. In the palm of my hand, there are still crescent-shaped nail prints that I pressed myself. Painful, but keeps people awake.

“Not at peace?” To Thi put down the scissors and frowned slightly: "Did something happen to you?"

“Nothing, I just heard that a bandit appeared up ahead.”

I did not mention Tan Mac. Nor did I mention Tham Thanh Lan. In my previous life, I rushed out to save people, but my mother didn't know about it until later. She was so scared that she hugged me and cried for half a day, saying that if anything happened to me, she wouldn't live anymore. But then what? After that, I stubbornly wanted to marry the disabled Tan Mac. She forced me to death, but I still did not turn back. She cried until her eyes were red and swollen and said:

"A Nguyen, what are you praying for? His heart is not in yours, he is disabled, your whole life is ruined!"

“Mother, I cannot betray my trust.”

Now that I think about it, it's really funny. In the eyes of Tan Mac and Tham Thanh Lan, that thing is probably not as good as the mud under their feet.

“Mountain bandits?” Su Thi certainly became nervous: "Is anyone injured? Are you okay?"

“I'm okay.”

I put the cup tea down and then stand up:

"Mother, I'm a little tired. I want to go back to my room to rest first."

“A Nguyen…”

Mother called me from behind and wanted to say it again. I know what you want to ask. Although Tan Mac and I have been married since childhood, in recent years the Qin family's power has grown stronger and stronger, our Tran family can no longer reach us, and this marriage has long since become a piece of chicken tendon. Eating it is tasteless, leaving it is a shame. The Tan family doesn't mention it, and we don't dare to take the initiative to mention it. Mother probably hopes that the Tan family will take the initiative to renounce the engagement, but is also afraid that they will actually renounce the engagement and ruin my reputation. Women living in this world, don't they only live for the word "reputation"? In my previous life, I was crushed to death by those two words "reputation". Returning to the room, Ngan Chu helped me untie my hair bun and asked in a low voice:

“Miss, today... are we really going to die and not save us?”