Chapter 4 — In this life, I won't fight anymore, I will personally bring White Moon Light back to the Marquis' Palace

All of these are lessons of blood and tears that I, after dying in my previous life, as a lonely soul for ten long years, quietly "observed" and summarized for them. In this life, I will write those "instructions" clearly on paper and leave them for them. I just want them to see clearly, everything they possess - a healthy body, a smooth road, a huge fortune - is ultimately built on whose heart and soul it is. I just want them to enjoy the warmth I left behind, while also being tormented day and night by their own ignorance and coldness. Compared to any other revenge, this is infinitely more cruel. The carriage had gone halfway, and Luc Than had indeed caught up. His handsome horse blocked the front of the carriage. He himself turned around and dismounted, with one hand yanking the carriage curtain open, revealing a face mixed with anger, confusion, and a vague trace of panic.

"Hua An Ninh. What are you crazy about?"

He screamed, his eyes filled with blood. I looked at him quietly, as if I was looking at a stranger.

“Master Marquis, I am not crazy.”

“I'm just fulfilling it for you.”

“Complete it for me.”

He seemed to hear the biggest joke of his life.

"You made me lose face in front of the civil and military officials, making the whole capital see my Luc family as a laughing stock. That's what you call success."

“Face?”

I smiled slightly, but that smile never reached the bottom of my eyes.

"Compared to the deep love between Marquis and his sister, compared to the joy of being together with your father and children, what is that little bit of dignity?"

He was speechless by my words, so he could only tighten his hold on the car curtain, as if doing so could hold me back. His voice softened, carrying a hint of pleading that even he was unaware of.

“Between us, it doesn't have to come to this.”

“Follow me back.”

"What happened today, we can pretend it never happened."

“It never happened before.”

I shook my head, my eyes calmly looking at his struggling appearance.

“Master, broken mirrors are difficult to heal.”

“From the moment I knelt down in the middle of Kim Loan Palace, between you and me, there was no longer any possibility.”

He stubbornly asked.

“Just because of Hua Nhu Gia.”

“I admit, I have her in my heart, but as for her…”

“For me, you only have fifteen years of ‘responsibility’.”

I finished the remaining half of the sentence for him, then explained it to him word by word.

“Luc Than, I don't need your responsibilities anymore.”

“I'm tired.”

Having finished speaking, I did not look at him again, just turned to instruct the driver. The driver was somewhat confused and looked at the Marquis who was blocking the front of the car. I didn't say another word, just slowly, finger by finger, removed Luc Than's hand that was tightening the car curtain. His hand was hot, his knuckles were pale from the force. Under my determination, he finally had to, little by little, loosen up. The carriage moved again, leaving him, along with that surprised and unwilling face, completely behind. I didn't turn around, but I knew he must have stood in that spot for a long time. Because I heard the sound of horse hooves chasing behind me, along with the urgent calls of my three children.

“Father.”

“Her mother that…”

I could no longer hear the words clearly anymore. No need to listen further. The play is good, it has just opened. On the third day after I returned to the mansion in the south of the city, news immediately spread. Hua Nhu Gia was welcomed to the Marquis Palace in boundless glory. Luc Than gave her the honor and favor that was second only to his mother, and his three sons respected her as a god, wishing they could pluck all the stars from the sky to make up for fifteen years of resentment for her. The entire Marquis Palace hung lanterns and flowers, filled with joy, as if congratulating a victory that had come fifteen years late. And the first sacrifice of that victory quickly appeared. My second son, General Luc Vo, during an encounter with Bac Dich on the front line, his old injury recurred and he almost lost his life. The news was transmitted back to the capital. Luc Than was frightened and immediately ordered people to ride horses day and night to bring the best medicine to the front line.