Chapter 3 — A Pregnant Concubine Stormed the Palace, Her Mother Told Her Ears: Do You Know Who My Daughter-in-law Is?

Maybe he's never seen me like that. Over the past three years, I have always been gentle and soft with him, completely obedient. He looked at me blankly for a long time, then finally turned around and left. It's just that back, carrying some anger. I don't care. That night, I kept my eyes open until dawn. Think a lot. Thinking about three years ago, my father asked me. Whether I really want to marry that empty-handed Tham Hoa Lang or not. I remember the first time we met. His clothes are whiter than snow, his demeanor is gentle. Also remember the past three years. I take care of the family for him, respect his mother, and arrange social relations for him. Also remember Lieu Nhu Yen's words: "The slightest touch of you will feel disgusting." When it was dawn, the ice lake in my heart completely froze. I call the great maid according to my dowry, Xuan Dao.

“Go, call all the administrators in the palace to the lobby.”

Xuan Dao was a bit surprised, but still immediately went to work. I replaced the main body of Hong's mother in plain clothes. Brush your hair in the most presentable style, wear a full set of chain jewelry. When I appeared in the lobby, all the administrators were present. They looked at me, their eyes filled with strangeness. They must have heard about last night's commotion. I sat down on the main seat.

“I called you all here today, just for one thing.”

My eyes scanned each person one by one.

“From today onwards, the rules of the Co Palace are decided by me.”

“The main gate, other than me and the old lady, no one is allowed to enter or leave arbitrarily.”

"All purchasing expenses of the institutes must be submitted to me first and cannot be decided arbitrarily."

"The servants in the palace, anyone who dares to talk too much, gossip, spread idle news, all will be beaten twenty times, then go out, no one will be left behind."

Every time I said something, the faces of the administrators changed a little more, from surprise, to caution, and then gradually turned to insecurity. They looked at each other, exchanged glances, clearly shocked by my unprecedented toughness and determination. Finally, the butler mustered up his courage, took a step forward, clasped his hands and said:

“Madam, this… these things, up until now, have always been in charge of the husband…”

I lifted the teacup and put it to my lips, but didn't drink it. His eyes did not waver.

“For now, it's me.”

One calm sentence, yet it seemed to decide everything. The butler also wanted to open his mouth to say something more. At that moment, from outside the door, Co Thua An's voice came in, carrying some unhappiness:

“It's already so noisy early in the morning, what's the matter!”

He walked inside. And behind him, there was actually Lieu Nhu Yen following. Lieu Nhu Yen had changed into a cleaner, more neat outfit than yesterday, but there were still tear stains on her face that had not yet dried, making her whole person even more weak and pitiful, making others easily feel pity. As soon as she saw me, she instinctively shrank and hid behind Co Thua An, as if looking for support. Co Thua An didn't look at me. He turned directly to the butler, his voice not allowing refusal:

“Go, clean up the western Thanh Phong garden and prepare it for Miss Lieu to live in.”

Hearing that, the butler's face became even more awkward, his eyes instinctively turned to look at me. At the same time, all the administrators in the hall also looked at the same time towards us. Every look carries anticipation and scrutiny. They are waiting to see how we will react. At this moment, Co Thua An finally looked towards me. His eyes, no longer hidden, carried a clear command. This is more than just living arrangements. This is in front of everyone, give me a powerful horse. He wanted everyone in the palace to see clearly - this house, after all, was still his master. I slowly put down the tea cup. The movements were leisurely, neither fast nor slow, making the atmosphere in the hall even heavier.

“Xuan Dao.”

“Yes, miss.”

“Go to the door and stand guard.”

Xuan Dao immediately walked to the door, stood straight, looked solemn, like a guard guarding the door, not letting anyone in or out arbitrarily. I stood up. Step by step, walking towards Co Thua An. The distance between us gradually narrows. Lieu Nhu Yen saw me approaching, her face immediately turned pale, she instinctively grabbed Co Thua An's sleeve, as if clinging to the last straw to save her life.

“Sister… sister… sister… what do you want to do?”

Her voice trembled, clearly carrying fear. I don't pay attention to her. His eyes from beginning to end were only placed on Co Thua An.

“I already told you.”

“This house, now, is up to me to decide.”

My voice is not high, but every word is clear, no objections are allowed. Co Thua An frowned tightly, his face showing undisguised disgust.

“Tham Nguyet Khanh, have you caused enough trouble?”

“Just because of such a small matter, do you want to make the whole government uneasy?”

Small thing? I burst out laughing. That smile didn't bring any warmth, only coldness.

“The husband is right.”

“It's really a small thing.”

“So, please take this woman out.”

“You!” Co Thua An immediately became angry.

"She's pregnant with my child. It's freezing outside. Where do you want her to go?"

“That's your business.”

I looked at him, word by word, not fast, not slow.

“Not mine.”

“Tham Nguyet Khanh!” he suddenly raised his voice.

“Don't let the water encroach again!”

“Today I must let her in!”

After saying that, he immediately pulled Lieu Nhu Yen and tried to go inside. I still stood in place, not moving at all. Just the voice, instantly cold, cold to the bone marrow.

“Co Thua An, try letting her step through this threshold.”

My voice was not loud, but it carried an unprecedented determination, as if it had cut off all escape routes. The two of us just faced each other like that. No one would back down. The atmosphere in the hall was tense to the extreme, like a bowstring stretched to its limit, with just a little more force it could break.