For the next few nights, I couldn't sleep at all.

 One morning, I was lying on the table, vaguely closing my eyes, when the close daughter of the general suddenly ran in to find me.

 "Missing lady, young master called for you." The servant girl's eyes were red, as if she had just finished crying.

 "Where is the young master?" - I didn't have time to think, I asked.

 She didn't answer, leading the way, I hurriedly followed.

 I was led to Ding Huong's room.

 As soon as I entered the door, I smelled an extremely oppressive smell, I also heard Dinh Huong's giggle from behind the screen.

"Young master, the missing lady has arrived." - the servant whispered softly.

 “Um… bring the missing lady here.”

 Confused, I entered quietly.

 The sight before my eyes made me blush.

 He was sitting on the bed, not a piece of cloth covering his body, and Dinh Huong also seemed to be lying naked with a blanket right next to her, the blanket had just been pulled across to her chest, half closed and half open to reveal her mounds. round smooth white peach. On her lips was a triumphant and provocative kiss.

 I hurriedly lowered my head, not understanding what the general purpose of calling me was.

 “That servant is so clumsy, he can't even wear clothes. I'm used to her getting dressed, but it's also because Ding Huong suggested to me to call her here to help me dress, that's why I called her here." - His familiar voice sounded above my head, his voice now sounded so soft, it seemed that water could be squeezed out of it. I glanced at him slightly, his eyes were still focused on the undulations on Ding Huong's chest.

 Bowing my head very low, saying nothing, I waited for his instructions.

 “From now on, every morning, you just wait in your room, I wake up and I will send the servant to call. At that time, she had to come here to help me get dressed! Know it yet?" He turned to look at me, and at once his voice returned to irresistible authority.

 I nodded but stayed where I was, not moving.

 I suddenly felt the bridge of my nose sting, I wanted to cry, I wanted to stop the tears but I couldn't.

 Tears fell like pearls on the floor.

 I know, he doesn't like to see women cry, so I quickly wiped my tears with a handkerchief, but it was too bad, the more I wiped, the more tears flowed!

 I felt both resentful and scared at the same time, unable to control my emotions, my shoulders began to shake.

 It was very quiet in the room, and then, my left cheek received a "pop". A sharp, sharp, medium-pitched squeal so contrasted with the silence, I doubted I could even hear the echo of the slap.

 He raised his right hand, slapped me hard in the face, slapped and scolded – “Don't show that face again! Do you believe that I will beat you to death?"

This time, his hand was very strong, I was beaten so much that I fell to the ground, my pearl brooch fell, and my hair was also blown out.

 Ding Huong meekly let out a voice, like the meow of a frightened cat. He smiled and bent down to pat her.

 At this moment, my close servant girl suddenly rushed in, knelt down beside me, tremblingly said - "Young master, young master, please don't hit missing lady again! It's been three nights, she hasn't slept, just sat and waited for the young master! Young master, please don't hit her again!".

 I opened my red eyes wide in surprise and looked at the servant girl. This random girl, doesn't she know, will she be involved in doing so?

 I raised my head to look at it, its eyes filled with determination to protect its master.

 He was speechless at the time, looking at me in surprise.

 Dinh Huong's body in the blanket was moving, as if she was nudging him with her feet.

 Only then did he regain his composure - "Why don't you help me get dressed?" - He told me, his voice was much more gentle.

 I stood up, carefully helping him get dressed.

 The servant girl who had picked up the pearl brooch for me and was waiting outside the screen with her head bowed.

 After putting on my coat, I helped him to tie the belt and then knelt down to help him put on his shoes. Same as before.

 Only, this time, he wasn't in my room. Only this time, he was in another woman's room.

 The eyes had the opportunity to heat up again, a tear that couldn't be stopped welled up from the bottom of his eye and fell onto his boot. I silently prayed to God, I hope he didn't see that scene.

 He leaned down and lifted his chin to force me to raise my head.

 Death comes again.

I closed my eyes, and two tears flowed down my cheeks.

 After waiting for a long time, there was no sound of scolding or beating. Moments later, I feel a finger gliding across my face, as if it were helping me wipe away my tears.

 I can't believe my feelings anymore. I opened my eyes and saw he frowning, his beautiful eyes looking at me with pity.

 I opened my mouth but couldn't say a word.

 “After all, what is she crying about? Very upset or what? I'm just used to having you dress I up.” - He explained to me.

 May I take that as a consolation?

 My half-opened lips suddenly trembled, I couldn't believe my ears but I couldn't hide my joy either.

 "Okay, go back to your room." He said nothing more, stood up and walked out.

He did not greet anyone present in the room at that time, not even that angry girl Dinh Huong.

 I am extremely satisfied with such an outcome.

 The maid came in and helped me up, handing the pearl brooch back to me.

 When I turned to stand up, I saw Dinh Huong's hand playing with a pearl brooch, exactly like my head brooch.

 He gave her a present, by the way bought one for me? Or did he buy me a present, buying one more for her by the way?

 Neither of us could know the answer.

 However, when comparing my gloomy, self-deprecating face with Dinh Huong's confident, coy, the results always show that she is the winner.

 Letting out a small sigh, I turned and walked away.