Chapter 7 — In my previous life, I saved my son. In this life, I give in to my younger sister

Hearing this sentence, I finally couldn't bear it anymore. I suddenly stood up, unable to control myself and scolded him. In his previous life, because of Tiet Chi Nhu, he cruelly drowned me and my unborn child. In this life, he was able to marry Tiet Chi Nhu as he wished. However, he appeared to be in love with me, and even killed another person because of a woman who somewhat resembled me. After all, it's not because of how deep his feelings for me are. It's because in his eyes, from beginning to end, the most important thing is always to get what he wants. In this life, he cannot have me. Therefore, I became what he desired most. Quy Thu Nghieu was startled by my sudden reaction. He quickly stepped forward to help me:

"Chi Nghi, you're already pregnant, I shouldn't have told you these things."

In my heart, there is still a constant fire of anger:

"There's no need to be taboo because of me."

"How should the matter of the Marquis be investigated and handled? Husband should do it according to the rules."

Quy Thu Nghieu nodded slightly and agreed to me. Within a few days, the Royal Palace received His Majesty's instructions and began to thoroughly investigate An Duong Marquis Palace. I heard that Tiet Chi Nhu returned to his mother's house, right in front of his father, and scolded me and Quy Thu Nghieu without hesitation. She said that we cannot see the Marquis Palace being peaceful, nor can we see them living well:

"Forget it if you are poor yourself, but do you still have to drag others into the water?"

Her father was so angry that he couldn't stand it and immediately ordered someone to kick her out. Ten days later, the more I investigated the crimes and bad deeds of An Duong Hau Palace, the more I investigated, the clearer it became, and there was no way to deny it. Tiet Chi Nhu finally found the door himself. Only this time, she has regained her previous stubbornness and arrogance. She held her five-month pregnant belly, pretending to want to kneel down:

"Sister, brother, I beg you two to respect my feelings, open a way for the Marquis Palace to live, don't push the Marquis Palace into a dead end anymore!"

I didn't send anyone to help her up. Her knees bent slightly, she couldn't kneel, she couldn't stand. In the end, she could only hold her stomach and slowly sit down. Her eyes were red and filled with tears:

“Sister, brother, if something really happened to the Marquis and the Crown Prince, then how should I and the child in my belly continue to live?”

Quy Thu Nghieu was afraid that she would bump into me, so she stood between us, blocking the distance between the two of us.

"Your highness, the investigation of An Duong Marquis Palace and Ngu Su Dai is only done according to holy orders, not allowing even the slightest bit of deception or bias."

Tiet Chi Nhu turned his head to look at me again, his eyes filled with tears, as if he still held a last glimmer of hope. I just say one thing:

“Sister, misfortunes are all caused by yourself.”

In the blink of an eye, her face was as white as paper, her teeth biting her lower lip tightly. She slowly stood up and glared at me fiercely. Finally, without saying another word, he turned and left. A month later, the case of An Duong Hau Phu was finally investigated clearly. Your Majesty orders and revokes the title of An Duong Hau, demoted to the position of commoner. As for Luc Thieu, because he had another life on his shoulders, he was punished with twenty rods and exiled three thousand miles. Tiet Chi Nhu rioted and wanted to separate with Luc Thieu, but Luc Thieu refused to agree.

"You've wasted all your heart and soul trying to marry me, so what? You enjoy the blessings, but don't you want to bear the misfortunes with me?"

Tiet Chi Nhu gritted his teeth, packed up all the remaining gold and silver in the Hau palace, and fled in the dark of night. But in the end, she once again encountered bandits on the mountain road and lost her life in a foreign land. When the news came, Luc Thieu was lying on the bed, having just endured twenty major blows. Others told him that the Crown Princess had been killed. He raised his head and laughed loudly:

“Fate, everything is fate.”

Everyone said that the Crown Prince of that year's Marquis Palace seemed to have gone a little crazy. The wound from the punishment on his body had not yet fully recovered, so he was escorted to exile.