Chapter 3 — I married him, but I personally married Bach Nguyet Quang into the palace

I spoke more quietly:

"What's wrong? Are my words no longer effective?"

The barkeeper was so scared that he trembled and quickly bent down and ran to get the bracelet. On Dao Nguyet did not expect me to react like that. She bit her lip, unwilling to provoke him:

"Your highness is truly majestic. People who don't know will think you're intentionally showing off to make me lose face."

"What do you mean by that, sister?"

I personally received the brocade box from the shopkeeper and opened it. Inside, a blood-red jade bracelet, gentle and transparent, lay there quietly, instantly attracting everyone's eyes. I put the bracelet in front of her, my smile even more gentle and generous.

"Younger sister's body is inconvenient right now, of course you should use a lot of good things to nourish yourself. Blood jade is the most nourishing thing, so it's most appropriate for you sister to wear it. As for money, just record it in the royal palace's books. We are all one family, so why should we differentiate."

I humble myself to the lowest level, every word and gesture cannot refute a single mistake. The surrounding noble ladies began to whisper.

"This Crown Princess is truly generous and virtuous."

"That's right, worthy of being the daughter taught by the Tran Quoc Cong palace. This attitude is truly admirable."

"Compared to that person, Miss On seems a bit narrow-minded. She is the official wife who treats everyone politely, but her every sentence is full of thorns."

On Dao Nguyet heard the gossip around her, her face turned red, she was so angry that she couldn't say a word. At that moment, Co Lam Xuyen rushed over. As soon as he glanced, he saw On Dao Nguyet's red eyes, immediately strode forward, pulling her behind him to protect her.

"Giang Tri Lang! What are you planning to do to Nguyet Nhi again?!"

He came at just the right time. A look of confusion mixed with hurt appeared on my face.

"Husband? What's wrong with you? I saw that my sister liked our Royal Palace's jewelry, so I thought of giving her a bracelet. It's just a kind gesture..."

"Your good intention? Your good intention is to use these vulgar things to insult Nguyet Nhi!"

On Dao Nguyet hid behind him, half of her face revealed, her eyes filled with tears.

"Lam Xuyen, don't blame your sister, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have come here... I just... I just miss you so much..."

What a weak white lotus flower. Looking at the two of them, I just find it extremely funny. I took a deep breath, as if I had made up my mind, looked at Co Lam Xuyen and said:

"Husband, I know that you love my sister. If that's the case, I vow to fulfill it for the two of you. I will immediately go back to inform my mother, welcome my sister into the palace, and give her a name."

Co Lam Xuyen was stunned. On Dao Nguyet was also stunned, but quickly regained his composure and shouted shrilly:

"I don't want to! I, On Dao Nguyet, even if I die, I will absolutely not be your concubine!"

Her face was filled with determination, as if she had just suffered the greatest humiliation in the world. Co Lam Xuyen also immediately chimed in:

"Nguyet Nhi is pure and pure, how can she be a concubine! Giang Tri Lang, stop being hypocritical here!"

As soon as he finished these words, among the noble ladies who were standing next to him watching the excitement suddenly rang out a laugh, not too loud or too small. A Marchioness covered herself with a veil mouth, softly said to the lady standing next to her:

"Bang clear jade? Lady Vuong, take a look at this Miss On, doesn't she look a bit familiar?"

The lady called Lady Vuong squinted her eyes and observed for a while, then suddenly woke up.

"Oh my, it's really her! Isn't this the girl who, despite all advice to stop her half a year ago, determined to follow the Crown Prince to the border, but ended up being taken away by the barbarians?"

Although their voices were not loud, they were especially clear in the store that had just become quiet again. Another person immediately continued:

"That's right! I heard from my nephew who is working at the Military Department that when we found Miss On, she..."

She deliberately paused for a moment, appearing hesitant, then continued:

"...already pregnant! Tsk tsk, I don't know which barbarian's race, but you still want to be the main wife of the Royal Palace?"

The crowd immediately stirred.