Chapter 16 — I Actively Yield My Husband To The Benefactor Who Saved His Life

Bui Hanh Chi stood under the tree and suddenly raised his hand. His fingertips touched a low-hanging flower branch, and the petals immediately fell to the ground. Then he stopped. Because he remembered. When he was sixteen years old, under this same tree, he once picked a pear branch and put it in a young girl's hair. The young girl turned her head. Light almond colored shirt. Smile as bright as spring.

“Bui Hanh Chi, you stole flowers again.”

"It's not stealing, it's picking it for her."

“So it's also a thief.”

"Picking for her doesn't count as stealing."

The young girl softly 'hmphed', her cheeks were slightly red. He took out a block of jade from his chest and solemnly stuffed it into her hand.

"Moc Van Duong, if I don't marry you in this life, I won't marry anyone else."

“You keep this.”

“Wait for me to return from Bac Cuong.”

Bui Hanh Chi stood under the pear tree, tears silently flowing down. He remembered now. Everyone remembers now. Remember your teenage years clearly. Vows under the pear tree. Three days and three nights kneeling in front of the Tran family's door. The promise to hold hands the night before going to war. Mother's advice. Everyone remembers now. He also remembered the things he did after losing his memory. Drive Moc Van Duong out of the Marquis Palace. In front of everyone, they called her "a woman with unknown entanglements". Ordered her to be thrown into the lotus pond. And what did she do? She canceled the engagement on his behalf. She told his mother that she could not have children so that he could feel secure in getting married to To Nhuoc Huyen. She watched him worship with her own eyes but never complained once. She always stood in a far away place, silently helping him clean up the messy situation. Bui Hanh Chi stood under the pear tree for a full hour. When Mrs. Bui found him, he slowly turned around.

“Mother, I remember.”

Mrs. Bui immediately hugged him and burst into tears.

“Do you remember now?”

“Do you remember everything?”

Bui Hanh Chi nodded and then wiped his face vigorously.

“Where is Van Duong?”

Mrs. Bui paused for a moment but did not speak.

“I want to go find her.”

“Hanh Chi.”

Mrs. Bui held his arm.

“Calm down and think carefully first.”

“I can't think anymore.”

Bui Hanh Chi's voice was hoarse.

“I owe her so much.”

Half an hour later, Bui Hanh Chi changed his clothes and left the Marquis Palace, going straight to Moc Palace. In the Moc Palace courtyard, Lady Thai is playing chess with me. The manager stepped forward to report.

“Miss, the Little Marquis of the Bui family is here.”

The Thai lady gently raised her eyelids.

“Put it in.”

When Bui Hanh Chi walked in, I just dropped a chess piece. He stopped in the middle of the courtyard and looked at me. I raised my head. His phoenix eyes were red, the corners of his eyes still had traces of undried tears, his whole body looked like someone had just punched him fiercely.

“Van Duong.”

He called my name. Not "Miss Moc". Not the cold, polite type. It's "Van Duong". When he called that name, his voice trembled slightly. I put the chess piece down and slowly stood up.

“You have recovered your memories.”

Bui Hanh Chi nodded.

“Do you remember everything?”

“I remember everything.”

He took a step forward, but stopped halfway. It seemed that if he just went a little further, he wouldn't have enough courage to face it with me.

“The story under the pear tree... I remember it now.”

"The story of kneeling in front of the Tran family's door... I also remember it."

His voice became hoarse little by little.

“I remember it all…”

“Remember every single thing clearly...even the recent ones.”

"The day she broke off the engagement and knelt in front of her mother and said she couldn't have children..."

"In Princess An Duong's palace, I ordered her to be thrown into the lake..."

A gentle breeze blew through the yard. The hem of his shirt moved slightly. The young man who once stood under the pear tree that year, smiled and said he would marry me as his wife, has now become a man who can support an entire Marquis palace. But now standing in front of me, he looked like a child who had just made an irreparable mistake. The Thai lady leaned on her chair and didn't say a word from beginning to end. She just looked at him quietly. Right after that, Bui Hanh Chi slowly knelt down. At that moment, all the maids and servants in the yard were stunned. He is the Marquis of Bui Palace... Kneeling in the middle of Moc Palace's yard.

“Van Duong…”

His voice trembled so much that it almost broke.

“I'm sorry to you.”

“Over the past two years, you have done so many things for me... Yet I cannot be grateful for one thing.”

“Not only not grateful...”

“I still see her as an enemy.”

"You annulled the marriage so that I could legally marry someone else as my wife."

“I never said a word of thanks to her.”

“You investigated An Hon Thao and saved my memories.”