Chapter 3 — As soon as I got married as a stepchild, the child hugged my leg and called me his wife

Pho Dinh Uyen's eyes left Xuan Dao and fell on my face. His eyes were as complicated as a thick layer of fog. There is surprise, there is scrutiny, there is also exploration that we cannot see through.

“What happened in the end?” he asked in a low voice, for the first time there was seriousness in his tone.

“What happened?” I met his eyes and sneered, "Can't you see? Someone wants to kill your son, who is also my step-son."

I intentionally emphasized the four words "my stepchild". Pho Dinh Uyen's throat moved slightly. He walked over, picked up the blackened silver hairpin on the table, picked up the bowl of bird's nest and smelled it, his face became more and more gloomy. As someone who could stir up the court, he immediately understood the seriousness of the incident.

“Vinh ma ma!” he shouted.

Vinh's mother had her gag removed and immediately cried bitterly and crawled to Pho Dinh Uyen's feet.

"The deputy chief! The old slave is unjust! Even if he gave the old slave the courage of the sky, he would not dare to harm the young master! It must be this woman, this new lady, who made up her own act, to harm the old slave, to establish prestige in the palace!"

She pointed at me, tears streaming down her nose, acting so lifelike. The other servants also showed skeptical looks. That's right, just on the first day of the new lady's arrival, such a big thing happened, it was truly too coincidental. Pho Dinh Uyen didn't say anything, just looked at me, as if waiting for me to explain. I burst out laughing. Laugh coldly, laugh contemptuously.

“Mother Vinh, you actually reminded me.”

I walked in front of her, looking down from above.

"You said I wanted to establish prestige. That's right, I just wanted to establish prestige."

"But my prestige is not based on harming a slave. It is to use violent means to drag out the person who really wants to harm my son, making him live worse than die!"

My voice is not loud, but it is like a blade, deeply engraved into the hearts of everyone present.

“Pho Dinh Uyen,” I turned to look at him, calling him by his name for the first time, “are the people in this palace all people you trust?”

His eyebrows furrowed: "What do you mean?"

"I mean, a person who can poison your son, a person who can make a maid willing to die for him, is absolutely not an ordinary person. Can you guarantee that in this whole house full of 'deputies', there is no one of his comrades?"

What I said made all the servants bow their heads, not daring to look directly at me. Pho Dinh Uyen was silent. He is not a fool, he knows what I say is true. Xuan Dao's death proved the power and determination of the person behind the curtain.

“What do you want to do?” he finally spoke up.

“Very simple.” I glanced around, my eyes stopping on each face for a moment, "From tonight onwards, this hospital is taken over by my people, no one is allowed to enter or leave at will."

“The shopping, the checking, the cooking in the kitchen, the whole thing changes people.”

"Also," my eyes finally stopped on Vinh's pale face, "the keys to the back yard warehouse, the cards to enter and exit the courtyards, and the housekeeper's rights, from now on, are all in my hands."

This is our ultimate goal. Without holding the right to manage the house, I am no different from a blind or deaf person. I will never be able to find out the truth, I can only passively accepting beatings. As soon as Vinh's mother heard those words, her face immediately changed, like lightning striking in the clear sky, she cried out in panic:

"No! Absolutely not!"

Her voice trembled and urgently:

"This housekeeper's right was passed down by the old lady and the first lady. How can it be changed at will! You... are just a newcomer to the palace, so why do you dare to dream of touching it?"

“Because I am the only female owner of this palace currently.” I interrupted her, my voice carrying unquestionable majesty, "Because I can protect Pho Can, but you can't."

I turned to Pho Dinh Uyen and gave him the final choice.

“Do you want to entrust your son's safety to me, an 'foreigner', or continue to entrust this group of 'thieves' who don't know how many tricks they are hiding?"

Pho Dinh Uyen's eyes were as deep as the ocean. He looked at me, then looked at Vinh, who was crying, and finally, his eyes stopped at the interior curtains. There, Pho Can did not know when he woke up, clinging to the door frame, revealing only his large, clear black and white eyes, timidly looking at everything outside. When my eyes touched it, its small body shrank slightly, but did not shy away. Pho Dinh Uyen's heart seemed to be stabbed by something. He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, only determination remained in his eyes.

“Just do as you say, ma'am.”

"Banh.my.ot"

Vinh's mother's cries suddenly stopped. She looked at Pho Dinh Uyen in disbelief, as if all her strength had been drained, she fell limply to the ground. In my heart I laughed coldly, this is just the first step. I reached out my hand to receive the set of keys Thanh Hoa offered, gently turning it in my palm, each one touching each other made sharp, clear sounds. This sound, announces the end of the old era, and the beginning of a new one. But I am very clear, the real enemy, the one hiding in the darkness, who can sacrifice a piece at will, must also be in some corner right now, coldly observing me. Who will she be? Is it some old man in the palace who is absolutely loyal to Mrs. Tien and sees me as an enemy?