Chapter 3 — Mother-in-law taught me to be generous, I gave her eighteen beautiful cards

The servants in the Marquis' Palace, hearing the movement, all took turns poking their heads to look around. Everyone looked and their eyes widened. At this time, the public servant was sitting in the study room. He looked elegant, holding a pen and attentively drawing a pot of orchids. Hearing the movement outside, he frowned unhappily. Xuan Hoa quickly stepped forward and loudly announced:

“Master Marquis, the master of the slave family has already given instructions.”

"Because I deeply understand the old lady's hardship and hard work, she no longer has the strength to serve the Marquis family fully."

"To make the Marquis' Palace crowded with children and grandchildren, and the incense fire to last, specially offer eighteen thin horses of Duong Chau, to show filial piety!"

“Young ladies, don't you hurry and ask Marquis for peace?”

Eighteen beauties immediately knelt down and filled the entire yard. A voice as soft as a bird's nest resounded at the same time:

“The slaves pay their respects to the Marquis——”

Each of those soft, sweet calls can truly make one's bones numb. The brush in the worker's hand immediately made a "pop" sound and fell onto the paper. A beautiful painting was destroyed just like that. He suddenly stood up and walked quickly to the door. When he saw the whole yard full of beautiful beauties, his old eyes immediately lit up, shining with greed like a hungry wolf seeing delicious prey. But after all, he is an old Marquis who always values face. He still had to pretend to cough twice, showing the stern appearance of an elder.

"What a mess! What a mess!"

"Minh Chau really doesn't understand the rules more and more, how can he be so extravagant and ostentatious like this?"

"This old man is already old, so why do he need so many people to serve him?"

This old man literally said no need. But her eyes stared unblinkingly at the beauty at the front of the line. That beauty's name is Hong Ngoc, she is someone who knows how to look at other people's faces and act. She immediately fell down at the Duke's feet, her eyes filled with tears, her hands holding his thighs.

"Is the Marquis criticizing the slave's humble appearance and not being able to attract people's eyes?"

“The day Young Lady redeemed the slave family, the slave family swore to themselves that they would only serve the Marquis family for the rest of their lives.”

“If the Marquis refuses to accept, the slave family has no choice but to stab their heads to death right on this step to prove their innocence!”

The remaining seventeen beauties also sobbed at the same time. Sobs echoed everywhere. That scene truly made the viewer feel heartbroken and the listener shed tears. Who has ever witnessed a battle like this? His old face turned red. He quickly bent down to help Hong Ngoc up.

“Oh my, no, no!”

"This old man didn't say he wouldn't accept... it's just... it's just a little too much..."

"But if this is Minh Chau's filial piety, if the old man refuses, he will become ignorant of reason."

“Where are you?”

“Why don't you quickly invite all the concubines to come inside and sit down!”

I sat in the main street, from afar I heard the noise coming from Xuan Huy Duong. The smile at the corner of his lips cannot be suppressed no matter what. It's a man. Indeed, they are all the same type of person. Standing before beauty. Something polite and respectful. It's all just meaningless words. The mother-in-law has just regained consciousness. I just heard that the Duke actually received all eighteen foxes that crystal. Her eyes immediately darkened. Then he fainted again. Mother-in-law fainted. This is exactly what we mean. That way no one will be able to stop my next big plan. I turned my head to look at Luc Van Chu, who had an unsightly expression like a constipated person.

"Luc Van Chu, since the separation agreement has been signed, then from now on we will go our separate ways, each of us going our separate ways."

“I will take everything that belongs to me now.”

Luc Van Chu snorted coldly. He deliberately pretended to be noble, treating money like dirt.

“If you take it away, take it away!”

"Your pile of things smells like money, our Marquis Palace doesn't even care about it!"

"I just hope you don't regret it later, don't cry and beg me to reunite!"

I almost laughed out loud. Regret? The only thing I regret.