Chapter 14 — After the separation, General Quy knelt and asked me to look at him one more time

The only thing he regrets is that he misjudged the situation, stood on the wrong side, and let this immense wealth and power slip away. "Tham Tri Dien..." His voice was hoarse, carrying some pleading. “We... we haven't separated yet, that letter of separation…” “The letter of separation, your Majesty has seen it.” I calmly interrupted him. "Furthermore, even if there was no letter of separation, from the moment you took that woman through the palace gate, between you and I, our relationship was broken." I looked at the face that once made my heart flutter, but now I only felt extremely strange and disgusting. "Luc Hanh, please remember." "It's not you who's retiring from me." "It's me, Tham Tri Dien, I don't need you anymore." Having said that, I didn't stop anymore, turned around, take a step. From today, there will no longer be any relationship between me and this general's palace. From behind came the desperate screams of Luc Hanh, along with the ferocious cries of Mrs. Luc. But all of that is no longer relevant to us. I embraced the sunlight, step by step walking out of the gate that had imprisoned me for three years. Outside the gate is the tall carriage of the Tham family, and a team of bodyguards is neatly lined up. Most importantly, the sky is high and the sea is wide, it is a completely new future. 14 On the day I brought the dowry back to the Tham family's palace, the news that the Luc family's property was confiscated was like a storm sweeping across the capital. Everyone was shocked by the emperor's thunderous tricks. Suddenly, the Luc family became a demon that everyone could not avoid. If the wall falls, people will push it, if the drum breaks, thousands of people will beat it. The Luc family's palace was sealed. Luc Hanh and Mrs. Luc were kicked out of the palace that they once took pride in, and were only assigned to a dilapidated small courtyard to barely survive. After suffering thirty hits, Lieu Nhu Yen was dragged by two servants like a dead dog, then thrown out of the capital. It is said that she was beaten until her skin peeled off and her flesh cracked. Whether or not she can continue to live is still a question. As for the friends and colleagues that Luc Hanh always considered close, after something happened to him, they immediately drew clear boundaries with him. Not only did no one lend a helping hand, there were even people who dropped rocks into the well, afraid that getting involved with him even a little bit would make the Tham family unhappy. In just a few short days, the Luc family fell from the clouds to the dust. But all of these stories we heard from Phuc Bo. I didn't mean to listen, but that news always reached my ears. I just listened quietly, not even a single wave in my heart. How pitiful? Maybe so. But all of this is because they brought it upon themselves. From the moment they decided to betray our trust and trample on our dignity, we should have thought about today. I spend all my time managing my own dowry. Those estates and stores, in the three years we sold them, because Luc Hanh did not know how to do business, have long become unbearably messy. It took me half a month to readjust the books, change the treasurer, and arrange everything neatly. In our bones flows the blood of generals. Decisive killing and punishment is inherent in my nature. Whether it's the battlefield or the marketplace, there's not much difference to me. My parents and elders saw me like that and were completely relieved. The two of you no longer mentioned finding another relationship for me, but instead gave me the greatest freedom and support. The Tham family's daughters do not need to rely on any man, they can still live brilliantly. That day, I was in the study room comparing books.

Brother Tham Ngon walked in. "Dien Nhi, it's raining outside." I raised my head and looked out the window. Sure enough, without knowing when, light raindrops covered the entire capital. Tham Ngon walked up to me, wanting to say it again. "Brother, just say something." Tham Ngon sighed and said: "Luc Hanh... is kneeling outside the gate of our palace." My hand holding the pen paused for a moment. "Kneel?" "That's right. Since then, Ngo has been kneeling, wearing a robe, motionless in the middle of the heavy rain. He said... he wanted to meet you once, kowtow to apologize to you." I was silent for a moment. After that, I bowed my head and continued to look at my books, as if the person he had just mentioned had absolutely nothing to do with me. "Brother, you see, the silk shop in Nam City last month had three points more profit than last month."