Chapter 3 — When I was born again, I was content to keep my hands to myself, but that cold and powerful God was frantic again

When he took my pulse, he was extremely serious. After writing the prescription, he personally went to the pharmacy to help prepare the medicine, saying:

“Concubine Tham's constitution is not suitable for taking medicine that is too hot.”

It was one of the very few moments in the seven years of living in Hau Palace that I was treated like a person, not an object. Later, he was implicated for treating the Crown Prince's illness and was banished to Linh Nam. When I heard the news, he had already left, and I didn't even have time to say goodbye.

“Of course it counts.”

The old stall owner smiled and said. Co Truong Uyen raised her head to look at the light puzzle and read:

“‘When drawing is round, when writing is square, winter is short, summer is long’, is the word ‘Japan’.”

He paused slightly then looked at the second sentence.

“‘One dot, one horizontal line long, one dash to Nam Duong, there is one person in Nam Duong, only one inch long', is the word 'Phu'.”

At the third sentence, he looked a little longer, then smiled slightly.

“‘On the left you see the Han state, on the right you see a difficult gate, on both sides at the same time, in the middle of the Hoai Thuy river’, is the word ‘Than’.”

The old stall owner clapped his hands and laughed loudly.

"That's right! You are indeed very knowledgeable."

Having finished speaking, he took down the lantern and brought it to him. Co Truong Uyen took the lamp and turned around to give it to me. On the surface of the lamp are painted apricot flowers. The candlelight penetrates through the thin layer of pale silk, causing the apricot petals to come to life, gently vibrating between the flickering light and darkness.

“I just saw the lady over there, I think this lamp suits you very well.”

When he said this, his expression was extremely natural, not at all disdainful, as if he was just saying something very normal. I suddenly remembered a small incident from my previous life. That winter, I had a very bad cough. When he came to check my pulse, he also brought a branch of apricot tree stuck in a medicine bottle, saying:

“When you are sick, if you look at flowers, your mood will be a little better.”

Later when Bui Dien Chi saw it, he didn't say anything from beginning to end, but the next day, that apricot branch had disappeared... I asked the servants, they said the Marquis ordered someone to throw it away.

“Thank you very much, Doctor Co.”

I reached out my hand to receive the lamp. He was a bit surprised.

“Miss, do you know me?”

I lowered my eyes.

"Co Vien's prescription was said to have been used when my father was still alive."

This is also a lie. My father never used his prescription, it's just that I knew him in my previous life. Bich Dao stood next to me, looked at me and then looked at him, her eyes rolled back and forth twice, then suddenly hugged her stomach and said:

"Miss, I'll go over there and buy a bowl of hot condensed milk. You two go for a walk first."

After speaking, she quickly ran into the crowded crowd, so fast that I didn't have time to hold her back. Co Truong Uyen laughed softly, but quickly regained it.

"I'm very sorry about the matter of the Venerable. Master Tham was originally pure, and justice has finally returned."

I hold the lamp handle tightly, the temperature from the bamboo slats passing through the thin layer of silk to my fingertips. In my previous life, the justice that I had been waiting for all my life, in the end, was only the cold rain in the heavenly courtyard and the nights of coughing up blood. In this life, justice has come, but my father is no more. Justice is never late, it's just that for the dead it no longer has any meaning.

“Yes.”

I replied softly. Current People in the light market suddenly became excited. The sound of horse hooves and shouts came from the front, and the crowd, like the surface of the water being split in half, simultaneously retreated to both sides. I saw Bui Dien Chi riding on the back of a handsome black horse, followed by more than ten guards, moving forward from the beginning. He wore dark purple official robes and a goldfish bag on his waist. Under the light, his eyebrows and eyes became even colder and sharper. His eyes swept here, stopped on me for a moment, then turned to Co Truong Uyen, and finally fell on the military lantern in my hand. The black horse gradually slowed down. Co Truong Uyen without showing any signs took a half step forward, just blocking my front. That movement was so small that almost no one noticed, but I stood behind him and saw it very clearly. His shoulders were slightly raised, his weight was focused on his front foot, a posture that could protect the person behind him at any time. Bui Dien Chi pulled the horse's reins to a stop.

“The Court of Justice.”

His voice was not loud, but still overwhelmed the surrounding noise.

“Mr. Bui Hau.”

Co Truong Uyen clasped his hands together and bowed, his tone was neither arrogant nor arrogant. Bui Dien Chi did not look at him, but only looked at me.

"Miss Shen, the court's case has ended. The documents will be brought to the palace tomorrow."

He paused for a moment then continued:

“There are a lot of people on Thuong Nguyen, so come back early.”

In a previous life, we would have considered this as concern. Your heart will beat erratically.