Chapter 9 — In this life, I won't fight anymore, I will personally bring White Moon Light back to the Marquis' Palace

“She is not just my wife.”

“She is my sky.”

“Now, that sky has collapsed.”

He looked at Hua Nhu Gia's pale face, word by word, clearly and cruelly said:

“Hua Nhu Gia, you are not my white moon light.”

“You are just a terrible mistake, which I foolishly spent fifteen years making.”

“Where are you?”

He raised his voice and called out. The butler frantically crawled and ran in.

“Take her back to the Hua family.”

Luc Than pointed at Hua Nhu Gia who was limply falling to the ground, his voice did not carry half the temperature.

"Tell Hua family, from now on, Vinh An Marquis Palace and them will no longer have any relationship."

Hua Nhu Gia couldn't believe her ears. She struggled and crawled forward, wanting to hug Luc Than's leg.

"No! Brother God! You cannot treat me like that!"

"I gave birth to three children for you! I gave birth to you..."

Luc Than swung his leg and kicked her away.

“You are wrong.”

He coldly corrected her, his voice without any emotion.

“They are my children.”

“But from today onwards, you are no longer their mother.”

Having finished speaking, he didn't turn around and walked straight out of the room that made him suffocate, letting Hua Nhu Gia's crying and cursing behind him gradually fade away. He came from the street. Before the spirit of the Luc family's ancestors, he knelt all night. The next day, it was morning. But the sky of Vinh An Marquis Palace was completely dark. The news that Hua Nhu Gia was sent back to Hua family did not cause much turmoil in the capital. Everyone knows clearly in their hearts that the misguided drama that lasted for fifteen years finally ended with the most disastrous ending. What everyone is most concerned about is An Ninh District Quan, and her three "old sons" and her dim future. Luc Vo, because of delaying military plans and opposing his superior, who was also his father Luc Than, had his military authority revoked, becoming an idle and useless general. Luc Van Uyen, because he offended Minister Lai, repeatedly stumbled in the official position. He no longer had the aura of a new graduate student, and was transferred to a leisurely house, with nothing to do every day. Luc Nguyen's business, after losing several important partners and our entire planning, has deteriorated further, cash flow is strained, and the risk of collapse is imminent. They are no longer the proud sons of heaven that people in the capital admire, but have become the butt of jokes. Therefore, they began to risk their lives to find a way, wanting to restore everything. They no longer gathered together to block the front door of our palace, but changed to a more "smart" method. Luc Van Uyen came to my military district every day, not saying a word, not kneeling down, just standing there quietly, from early morning until dark, the rain and wind could not stop him. He thought that by using such a humiliating tactic, he could exchange for a little bit of my softness. Luc Vo ran around the border towns, brought all the rare medicinal herbs he could find, and brought them one by one to the gate of my palace. He wanted to tell me, he knew he was wrong, he wanted to make up for it. Luc Nguyen spent even more of his fortune, buying off the top of the mountain valley in Jiangnan where "Nguyet Lac Hoa" was born, then respectfully offered it to the estate contract. Him He wants to use this method to please me, so that I can see his "sincerity". For all of these things, we pretend we don't see them. The things they brought, I returned intact. The person standing in front of the palace, I left him standing there, like a stone lion guarding the door. I am not a heartless person. It's just that I'm so clear, their regret never comes from love, but from "loss". They have lost the person who could pave the way for them, cover their ears for them, and unconditionally give everything for them. Now, they just want to pick up that convenient "tool" again. I will never give them another chance. I put all my energy and energy into my own career called "An Ninh". My incense was not only favored by the queen, but also followed the path of the Western Region merchants, traveling overseas, becoming a luxury sought after by aristocrats from all over the world.