Chapter 11 — Two Lifetimes to Be Perfect

He opened his mouth, his voice was hoarse but nostalgic: "Tri Thuc..." Lam Tri Thuc stood there, looked at him for a moment and then said: "Let him in." The families looked at each other, dropped their hands and stepped aside. Mo Dung Canh quickly walked forward, stopped two steps away from her, her throat seemed to choke on too many words, and for a long time she reluctantly said: "I already knew about the previous things. Thuoc Nguyet fell into the water and it was not because she pushed her, those rumors were not spread by her either, they were all made up by her, making me think she did it." "I also knew from Uncle Lam that the person who saved me in the past was you. For all these years, she has always pretended to be my benefactor and saved my life, so I believed her and hurt her." "I have punished her. From now on, I will never let her appear in front of you again. The position of crown princess is forever yours." He took a step forward, his eyes red: "I know I was wrong. I was wrong for you before, can you come back with me? I will definitely treat you well from now on, and not let you suffer any more resentment." Lam Tri Thuc listened to him and calmly asked: "Are you finished?" Mo Dung Canh was stunned. “After you finish talking, please go home.” She turned around to leave. Mo Dung Canh quickly stepped forward to block her face, his voice urgent: "Tri Thuc, you heard everything I said. I really knew I was wrong..." "So what?" Lam Tri Thuc stopped walking, looked up at him, "You know you're wrong, do I have to forgive you? With just one word of apology from you, everything that has happened can be erased?" “You mistakenly identify the wrong person, can that become a reason for you to hurt me at will?” Mo Dung Canh opened her mouth, with difficulty squeezing out a few words: "It's not like that..." He reached out to hold her wrist: "Tri Thuc, I beg you, give me a chance to make up for it..." Lam Tri Thuc took a step back, avoiding his hand. Murong Canh's hand stopped in mid-air, something in her eyes seemed to be broken, her voice was full of nostalgia: "You knelt for me for five days and five nights, guarded my bed for three full years. You love me so much, how can you say letting go is letting go?" "If you don't care about me, why are you willing to come out to see me! You've been in Jiangnan for half a year and still haven't gotten married, aren't you waiting for me..." "You still consider yourself right as before." Lam Tri Thuc smiled softly. Her voice was not loud, but like a knife blocking all of Mo Dung Canh's words: "I came out to see you, just because I was afraid that you would die in front of the door and dirty the land of the Tham family." Mo Dung Canh seemed to be hit hard, his whole body stood still, his eyes curled with intense pain. Lam Tri Thuc said mercilessly: "If you really miss my kindness and really want to make it up to me, then from now on never appear in front of me again." "Where are you, see the guests off." "I'm not going! Tri Thuc..." Mo Dung Canh suddenly pulled away from his family's hand, quickly stepped forward, reaching out to pull Lam Tri Thuc. But before his fingertips touched the corner of her shirt, a hand suddenly reached out from her side, firmly holding his wrist tightly. Lam Tri Thuc tilted his head and realized that Tham Nghien had returned at some point. Murong Canh suddenly raised her head, her eyes looking at Tham Nghien filled with anger. Tham Nghien let go, took a half step back, leaned over to block Lam Tri Thuc behind him: "His Royal Highness is not in the capital, why are you coming to Giang Nam? This doesn't seem like the place you should go." "Tri Thuc said just now that she doesn't want the crown prince to continue to bother you. The crown prince should still go home." Mo Dung Canh gritted her teeth: "The matter between you and me, it is not yet the turn of an outsider like you to interfere. Stay away!" Tham Nghien stood there, not moving at all: "Tri Thuc is my unmarried wife, her business is my business." “You guys aren't married yet…” Murong Canh's voice couldn't help but rise. “On the ninth day of next month, we will have a big wedding.” Tham Nghien calmly interrupted: "If you are willing, you can come and drink a cup of wine to celebrate." He raised his hand to signal, and the family next to him immediately stepped up to hold Murong Canh: "But now, I can only invite the prince to leave the Tham residence." Murong Canh struggled several times but could not escape her family's control. She blushed and shouted at Tham Nghien

: "You dare touch me? Do you believe that I will punish you?" Tham Nghien remained calm: "I just invited you to leave. If you feel offended, I will apologize here." "Even though my master doesn't cause trouble, he's not afraid of trouble either. If you want to punish me, please do so." Murong Canh was held tightly by his family and pushed out of the Shen palace gate. Lam Tri Thuc watched the gate close and Mo Dung Canh's shadow disappear and slowly breathed a sigh of relief. She tilted her head to look at Tham Nghien: "Didn't you say you were busy today? Why did you suddenly come back?" The corners of Tham Nghien's lips curled up: "The servant came to report that the prince was outside the door, so I quickly returned. I'm afraid you won't be able to cope alone." Lam Tri Thuc's heart softened: "It's okay now, go work." Tham Nghien naturally held her hand: "It's not urgent, it's okay to be a little late. It's windy outside, I'll take you back to your room first." In the following days, Tham Nghien doubled the guards around Tham residence.