Chapter 3 — Female Dong Gia Vengeance

"This is my wife's reward. She said she would give me the remaining one after the job is done. If you don't believe me, sir, look to see if there's one missing from her ear." Everyone looked towards Lieu Thi. Her left ear was empty. Father raised his hand to give her a slap. "Dog woman!" Lieu Thi was knocked to the side of the bed, On Nhu Duong cried to protect her. Luc Thua An knelt on the ground and suddenly looked towards me. "If you knew there was a child on the side of the road, why didn't you save it? It's just a newborn." I walked to the diaper. That child opened his eyes, his black eyes looking at me. In his previous life, when he was seven years old, with these same eyes, he stared at me as I sank into the icy water. I spoke up. "L.u Young Master is heartbroken, so take him home. You can't complain about your own child." The last bit of blood on Luc Thua An's face also disappeared. Father gritted his teeth. "Where are you? Take this bad guy and Luc Thua An brought you to the Luc family. Wen Nhu Duong was grounded, without my word, not allowed to leave the courtyard gate. Liu's hand over the housekeeper's key." Liu's sister stood up. "Old master, you can't do that! Duong's reputation is ruined, Wen's family will also lose face!" I looked at my father. "Father, you have just returned to the palace, I wish to express my condolences to mother." Liu's father As if hearing a joke. "You? You're in the manor embroidering flowers and chanting sutras, what do you know about housekeeping?" Father looked at me for a long time. "Let him see the books first." Lieu Thi's eyes seemed to want to humiliate me. We know, this is just the beginning. She lost her chess piece, her child, and will still use my marriage to make up for it. The revenue and expenditure room is filled with books. When Mrs. Lieu handed over the keys, she slammed the bunch of keys on the table. "If you want to manage the house, you should look carefully. Don't let tomorrow you can't even figure out the price of rice and become a joke." Trieu mama next to her immediately continued. "You've been in charge for many years, and everyone in the palace is satisfied. If there's something you don't understand, you should ask more." I flipped open the books. On the page, old and new ink were mixed together, and many items had been redrawn. In my previous life, after I married Luc Thua An, the Wen family's embroidery shop gradually declined. Before my father died, he said it was due to bad times. Looking back now, where did the bad times come from? It's like someone is scooping up the roots, one scoop at a time. I pointed to an item and asked. "Last month, I bought three hundred pounds of silk and silver thread and returned it to Ha Ky in the southern citadel. Hasn't Ha Ky closed since last year?" A wry smile appeared on Mother Trieu's face. "The eldest lady has not been in the palace for a long time. I didn't know that Ha Ky had changed to a new owner and the sign was still there." "Is that so?" I closed the books, "Then call the new owner of Ha Ky to compare the books." Trieu mama couldn't laugh anymore. Lieu Thi squinted her eyes. "Tri Y, you just took over and made such a big fuss, aren't you afraid that this servant will be heartbroken?" I looked towards Mr. Thu Chi in the room. "Who is heartbroken, that person vomited out what he swallowed." Mr. Thu Chi bowed his head and plucked the abacus, the sound of beads clicking together was chaotic. A little maid outside the door poked her head in. "Eldest Miss, Second Miss brought over a bowl of soup in the yard, saying it was to apologize to you." Mother Trieu quickly took it. "Second Miss still remembers your sister's love after all." I looked at that bowl of soup, the lid was still steaming hot. In my previous life, after Wen Nhu Duong recovered from his illness, he often gave me soup. Later, it was very difficult for me to get pregnant. The doctor said my body was weak. Then I learned that those bowls of soup contained cold medicine. I asked the little maid. "Who cooked?" The little maid faltered. "Second young lady, cook it yourself, stare at it yourself." "Then reward Mr. Luc." I said, "He's bleeding today, just in time to nourish him." Trieu

Mama quickly said, "This is Second Miss's intention for Eldest Miss, how can it be given to outsiders?" I slowly looked at her, "Didn't he just admit that he has sexual feelings for Second Miss, and still wants to marry her? What does Mother Trieu say, that she does not accept Second Miss's bridesmaids?" Mother Trieu knelt down. "I don't dare." I told Lao Hua to bring soup to the small hospital where Luc Thua An was temporarily staying. Half an hour later, there was a ruckus over there. Luc Thua An vomited to the point that he could not stand up straight. Lang Trung checked and discovered that the soup had a cold taste, causing damage to the body. His father sent the maid from Wen Nhu Duong's hospital to interrogate him. Wen Nhu Duong cried from the door. "It's not me! I just want to apologize to my sister!" Lieu Thi knelt in front of her father. "Master, Duong Nhi just suffered a shock, how dare you harm someone? Surely someone is slandering me." Father looked at me. "Zhi Y, you say it." I put the lid of the soup bowl on the table. "The daughter did not drink, Mr. Luc drank. If it is slander, it is also the second sister's fault. slandered me." Luc Thua An was helped in, his face was gray, his lips were purple. His eyes looked at me with resentment. "If Eldest Miss suspected there was a problem with the soup, why did you still give it to me?" I retorted.