Chapter 1 — He promised to pick me up three months later

As soon as he gave the newly separated young man his title, three months later he went crazy. Two months after my marriage, my husband took his newly separated young master back to the palace. His eyes turned red and he pushed a retirement letter in front of me: "The baby in her womb needs a name, I got married to her just for show." "Three months later, when she gives birth, I will solemnly welcome her back to the palace." He thought I would cry, make a mess, and be like the main wife in the story, forcing death. But I just lowered my head to look at my still flat lower abdomen, calmly accepting the retirement letter. "Okay." He was stunned, then immediately breathed a sigh of relief, even a little moved and held my hand: "I know, you are the person who understands me the most." I withdrew my hand, turned around, packed my luggage, and left the Marquis Palace without looking back. Three months later, when he came to pick me up, his whole body felt like he had been struck by lightning—01When I walked out of the medical shop, I was still clutching the court order in my palm. The female doctor said, I've had my baby for two months. She told me to be less laborious, less agitated, and to nourish my body well. I folded up the circuit board and put it in my sleeve. Returning to the Marquis Palace, the lobby was full of people. Bui Nghien sat in the chair position, next to a woman wearing a white outfit. Lieu Ham Yen. She had just broken up, her face was pale, one hand was placed on her lower abdomen. The old lady held her hand, her eyes filled with sadness. Seeing me walk in, Bui Nghien immediately stood up. The bottom of his eyes were red, as if he had suffered great self-pity. "Chieu Duong, I have something to tell you." I looked at him. "Say it." He pushed a piece of paper in front of me. The two words on the piece of paper were extremely dazzling. Retirement letter. The lobby was immediately quiet. Lieu Ham Yen bowed her head, her fingers tightening her sleeve. The old lady looked away. Bui Nghien's voice was hoarse. "The baby in Ham Yen's belly needs a name." "I got married to her, it was just an act." "Three months later, when she gives birth, I will definitely solemnly welcome her back to the palace." I did not answer. Bui Nghien was impatient. "Don't think too much." "The person in my heart has always been you." "It's just that right now she has no one to rely on, I can't stand by and watch her being pointed at by people." I lowered my head to look at the retirement letter. The ink hasn't dried yet. Even the way back, he had already written it for himself. I asked him. "Have you decided yet?" Bui Nghien nodded. "It's just a temporary plan." The old lady sighed softly. "Chieu Duong, you've always understood things." "Men working outside, there are always awkward places." "You take a step back for now, in the future you will still be the main wife of the Marquis Palace." Lieu Ham Yen raised her head to look at me. Her eyes were red. "Sister, it's my fault." "But your child can't be scolded by people as soon as he's born." I looked at her hand. The nails have just been dyed, the color is extremely vibrant. A helpless woman, on the first day she entered the palace, was wearing Thuc brocade and had a pure gold brooch on her head. Those things were all taken from my dowry shop. I reached out and picked up the retirement letter. Bui Nghien's shoulders immediately relaxed. He even showed a little gratitude. "I knew right away, you are the person who understands me the most." He reached out to hold my hand. I avoided it. "If it's a drama, then let's settle the accounts clearly." Bui Nghien was stunned. "What accounts?" I looked at the butler. "Bring my dowry book here." The butler did not move. The old lady's face darkened. "Now are you mentioning the dowry again?" I calmly looked at her. "If you don't mention the dowry, how can you mention the relationship?" In the lobby, the sound of someone taking a breath was heard. Bui Nghien whispered

frowned. "Chieu Duong, don't make a mess." I folded the retirement letter and put it in my sleeve. "I don't make a mess." "I accept the retirement letter." "My dowry, I will clean it all up today." Tears on Lieu Ham Yen's face suddenly stopped falling. Bui Nghien looked at me, with some unhappiness in his eyes. "Do you have to make me lose face at this time?" I smiled slightly. "When you gave me the retirement letter, you didn't see me losing face." "I only took back my own things, yet you felt like you lost face." The old lady slammed on the table. "Tham Chieu Duong!" I looked at her. "Old lady, I am no longer the daughter-in-law of the Bui family." "The sound of scolding." This is yours, please keep it.” The lobby was silent. Bui Nghien stared at me. Perhaps this was the first time he heard me talk like that. In the past, I always saved his face. Always take care of the old lady's health. Always replace the Marquis to make up for any shortfalls. Always swallow all unpleasant words inside. Today there is no need anymore. The butler remained slow and did not move. I turned around to look at Thai Linh. "Go to the warehouse, seal up my entire dowry chest." Thai Linh's eyes were red, but she still immediately nodded. "Yes, Miss." The old lady was so angry that her hands were shaking. "Treason!" "A woman who has been retired from the door, and still dares to clean up the Marquis Palace!"