Chapter 1 — General Triumph Blocks My Prayer, My Palace Has No Free Time

Four years ago, General Tran Quoc broke up with me. He said he wanted to marry the Prime Minister's Thien Kim Palace as his wife, but I was not worthy of his glory. I cried and begged him, but he didn't even lift his eyelids. Four years later, he led his army back triumphantly, right in front of the palace gate, blocking my carriage.

"Ngoan Nhi has given birth to my son, are you willing to go to the palace to be my wife?"

I lifted the car curtain, revealing the corner of my golden phoenix-embroidered clothes: "General, the Second Prince has just turned a month old, and I don't have time to review old stories." His face was unsightly and he made a noise all the way to the front of the throne room. My father, who was serving as Deputy Crown Prince, sneered coldly.

“Huh, ridiculous.”….

At the end of the long street, the triumphal flag fluttered. Tran Quoc general Tieu Quyet wore mysterious armor, rode on the back of a tall, handsome horse, carrying a murderous aura all over his body, completely out of harmony with the bustling scene in the capital. He is a hero. Hundreds of people stood on both sides of the road cheering, the girls threw scented bags and flower branches, almost burying him in the sea of people. However, Tieu Quyet's eyes passed through the bustling crowd, locking onto a magnificent horse carriage that was slowly approaching. The carriage was pulled by four handsome horses whose bodies were as white as snow. The carriage's sides were carved with exquisite phoenix patterns, the carriage's curtains were made of golden silk awarded by the emperor, and jade pendants hung from the four corners gently swayed along the carriage's body, emitting a clear sound. Everyone knows, that is far from the price of Hue Quy Phi Duong Nguyet. She is the most favored concubine of the reigning saint, and is also the birth mother of the Second Prince. In Tieu Quyet's eyes, there was a flash of complexity, along with a must-have determination. He spurred his horse forward, right in front of the palace gate, firmly blocking the path of the chariot. The guard's face changed, but when he saw that it was General Tran Quoc, he immediately did not dare to be rash. The carriage stopped. The surrounding air seemed to freeze for a moment, the cheers of the people gradually subsided, and everyone looked curiously in this direction. A maid stepped down from the carriage and bowed towards Tieu Quyet, her voice neither arrogant nor cowardly.

“General Tieu, your precious concubine's carriage is here. Please give way, general.”

Tieu Quyet did not look at her. His eyes only stared intently at the tightly closed car curtains. It's been four years. He thought he had long forgotten that pear flower face. However, when he learned that she had entered the palace and had gradually come to her current position, the ashes that had been extinguished in his heart once again flared up into fire. He spoke in a low voice, his voice not loud, but loud enough for those around him to hear clearly.

“Duong Nguyet, it's me.”

Inside the car, it was completely quiet. Tieu Quyet frowned slightly, his voice carrying a bit of superiority as if he were granting grace.

“I have triumphed.”

"Your Majesty has appointed me the First Class Tran Quoc Duke, who will serve ten thousand households."

"My son and Ngoan Nhi are also three years old."

He paused for a moment, as if declaring a great grace.

“If you wish, I can beg your majesty to let you come into my general's palace and be my wife.”

"I can't pursue her past."

As soon as the words ended, all around was completely silent. The hundreds of people widened their eyes and opened their mouths, with a ban on their faces The guard was filled with terror. Let the royal concubine, the prince's mother, be his concubine? This Tran Quoc general, after winning the battle, did he lose his mind? At that moment, a white hand slowly opened the car curtain. On her wrist was a jade bracelet of extremely good quality jade, accentuating her skin whiter than snow. The car curtain only lifted to one corner, what was revealed was not the face in Tieu Quyet's memory, but a corner of a magnificent palace embroidered with golden phoenix wings. The phoenix's eyes were encrusted with premium red gems, under the sunlight, a cold light flashed. A cold sound like jade colliding, leisurely came from inside the car.

“General.”

The voice was very faint, not sounding happy or sad.

“The second prince has just turned a month old and is crying a lot.”

"This palace doesn't have time to review old stories."

The two words "Bon Cung" were like two icy needles, fiercely piercing Tieu Quyet's ears. Tieu Quyet's face instantly turned pale. He imagined countless types of coincidences. She would probably cry, maybe she would resent him, maybe she would question him with a hint of unwillingness. Just didn't think about it. It will be like that again. It was like looking at a completely unrelated stranger.

“Duong Nguyet you…”

The maid shouted sternly, interrupting him.

"You dare to call the noble lady's name directly!"

There was no more movement inside the car, the other hand seemed like even stopping for another moment would feel like a waste, the car curtain slowly fell. Separating two worlds.

“Initiation price.”

The cold sound rang out again. The driver seemed to have just woken up from a dream and swung his horsewhip. Tieu Quyet's mind was blank, and he instinctively wanted to move forward to stop it. The guard's long sword was unsheathed, the cold blade pointed straight at him.

"General Xiao, this is an important palace gate. If you dare to disturb the Noble Concubine, don't blame us for being rude!"

The carriage slowly passed by his side, not even a trace of wind stopped for him. Tieu Quyet sat on the horse's back, his whole body was cold. He felt like a joke. The biggest joke in the world. He doesn't believe it. She is definitely in need. She definitely still loves him! Tieu Quyet's eyes were bloodshot, he turned around and got off his horse, but he directly rushed into the palace gate, wanting to come to the palace front to demand an explanation. On Kim Loan Palace. The new emperor sat on the long chair, expressionless as he listened to Tieu Quyet's confusing statements.