Chapter 1 — After being chased away by my husband, 18 years later, I took my poinsettia back and trampled on his entire palace.

On the day of separation, he threw half of his fortune to me, saying: "Miss Shen is pregnant, take this money and live alone for the rest of your life." Eighteen years later, I entered the capital to attend a banquet, in full submission, with limitless light. The saint evaluated the young man standing next to me and asked: "Is this your son? How old is he?" I calmly replied: "Dog Tu, thirteen this year." The Ngoc Tran in her husband's hand "popped" with a shattering sound. The whole hall was in an uproar. Just because he was the eldest son that he was always proud of, he was currently being escorted outside the palace for cheating on the exam. And my son has just been personally nominated by the Holy Lord to be a Tham Hoa Lang. The bills were like flying snow, each sheet hitting my face. Bui Van Chu looked down from above, his eyes filled with disgust. Those checks were mixed with contracts for thirty-six shops in the capital, along with contracts for a thousand acres of good fields outside the city. That is half of the Bui family's assets. When he threw these things out, his hands didn't shake at all.

“I have signed the letter of separation.” Bui Van Chu coldly opened his mouth.

On the chair next to him, was a woman as gentle as water - Tham Ngung. Tham Ngung's hand intentionally and unintentionally caressed her flat lower abdomen, the corners of her lips carried an unconcealed smile.

“Nung Nhi is pregnant.” Bui Van Chu's voice softened a bit, but when he looked at me, he immediately became cold again, "The Bui family needs an eldest son, and she has been married to the Bui family for three years, and has no children."

I calmly looked at him. He and I went from a humble background, step by step to the position of Major Khanh Dai Ly Tu today. I built up the Bui family's family business little by little with my dowry. Now that he has power in his hands, the beauty is pregnant, I have become redundant.

“So what?” I opened my mouth, my voice without a ripple.

Bui Van Chu frowned slightly. He seemed to think I would cry and beg, kneel down and beg.

“Take the money, go.” He pointed towards the main gate:

"She also paid tribute to her love that year, half of this inheritance was given to her."

"She took the money and returned to her hometown, enough for her whole life to not have to worry about food or clothing, and to live alone for the rest of her life."

Tham Ngung stood up, walked to Bui Van Chu's side, and gently pulled his sleeve.

“Husband, sister has taken care of you for a while after all.”

"It's so windy and rainy out there, she's an abandoned woman, where else can she go?"

“Abandoned.”

She bit down on those two words, emphasizing each syllable. I looked at her face that pretended to be so pitiful and weak that it moved others, and I just felt a wave of nausea rising in my stomach.

“There is no need for Concubine Tham to worry.” I corrected myself, "From today onwards, the new person is Mrs. Bui."

I bent down and picked up the checks and real estate contracts on the ground, one by one. The movements were slow, but unusually steady. The butler stood to the side, his eyes avoiding, not daring to look directly at me. The maids and women who used to flatter me every day before, now all bowed their heads and retreated to the corner of the yard, not daring to say a word. People go for cold tea, that's all. I tidied up all those documents and kept them close to my chest.

"What I received. This is what I deserve." I stood up straight and looked at Bui Van Chu.

Bui Van Chu exhaled a breath and leaned forward It was as if a burden had been lifted, but a flash of contempt quickly flashed in his eyes. In his eyes, I am still just a money-hungry merchant's daughter. As long as I have the money, I will naturally obediently keep my mouth shut.

"Where are you, see Giang Thi out of the palace." He waved his hand, as if he was gently shooing away a fly.

I didn't pay attention to the crowd of families surrounding me. Turn around, stretch your steps, and go straight out.

“Sister.” Tham Ngung suddenly called me from behind.

I stopped walking.

"If you go on a trip with so much money, you must be a little careful. If you encounter bandits and all your wealth, it won't be good."

Is this a threat to me, or is it cursing me? I never turned back.

“Take care of your stomach first.”

I coldly threw back such a sentence and walked directly through the main gate of Bui's residence. Outside the front door, early on, there was an unattractive green-screened horse-drawn carriage waiting there. My close maid, Ban Ha, stood next to the carriage, her eyes red.

“Miss…” As soon as she opened her mouth, she wanted to cry.

My eyes swept over, and she immediately bit her lip, trying to hold back her tears. I didn't have a single trace of hesitation, I directly stepped onto the carriage. The car curtains fell, completely separating Bui's mansion and the crimson door behind. The carriage slowly departed, its wheels grinding against the green stone road, emitting a dull sound. Bui Van Chu thought that I would return to my hometown, that I would embrace half of this inheritance, live alone all my life in some corner where no one knew, sadly passing the days. He's wrong.

“Miss, where are we going?” Ban Ha asked in a low voice.

I took out the jade pendant engraved with dragon patterns from my chest. This is the token that five years ago, when I saved that seriously injured gentleman, he left me.

“Go to Jiangnan.” I closed my eyes, "I want to go to Kien Nghiep."

Half of the inheritance Bui Van Chu gave me was probably considered a huge amount of money in the capital. But in Giang Nam - where the storm is already brewing - this amount of money, in the end, is only enough to make a little capital for us to make a bet to turn the world around. The carriage left the city gate and stopped next to a tea house along the road. On the side of the road, a row of cavalrymen wearing black armor, with solemn aura, stood there quietly without a sound. The leading general turned around and dismounted, kneeling on one knee in front of my carriage.

"Your subordinates are late, please welcome my wife."

I lifted the car curtain.