Chapter 1 — My Ex-Husband Laughed at Me for Remarrying, Only on Wedding Night Did I Panic

It wasn't until Tong Kieu Tri arranged the pregnant female secret guard into the private hospital that he suddenly remembered that I - the main wife who only had to move a little to make her cry, who had to let him comfort her for a long time after being wronged - had already returned to her mother's house half a month ago. But when he rushed to the Ly family's palace, before his eyes was the sound of joyful music, and guests filled the hall. I wore a scarlet robe, and my brother, who also dressed happily, took my hand and led me out of the palace. Tong Kieu Tri rode on horseback, glanced at him and smiled: "Brother Anh, is this a new trick you came up with?"

"Just to make me angry, even my brother got involved in this 'remarriage' act. She really has more and more prospects."

I don't pay attention to him. His face darkened, cold as if it could drip ink, his eyes scanned the crowd and looked towards my father:

“General Li, do you also tolerate her?”

"This Marquis and Anh Anh are just a couple of everyday arguments. She has an arrogant personality and is used to using divorce and remarriage to force this Marquis, but you really let her be so chaotic, not afraid that the two of them will tarnish the reputation of the General's mansion?"

His father only replied with one word: "Get lost." Tong Kieu Tri's smile deepened, but revealed a cold expression:

“Okay, very good.”

“If you all want to act with her, then this majesty will see how long you can perform this play!”

Tong Kieu Tri is convinced that we are all acting, and does not believe that I am really remarried. He even brought along the female secret guard who had just finished setting up, leisurely attending the celebration drinks with the guests, as if enjoying a play, indifferently standing by and watching me bow to the wedding hall and enter the cave room with flowers. It wasn't until my brother and I had a good night's kiss that Tong Kieu Tri finally had a flash of panic, believing that I was no longer making trouble... I had remarried. The person she married was none other than my brother, Lam Huu Sam. Today is the day of great joy for me and him, the gate of the Ly family palace is wide open, the music of joy is so loud that it makes people's ears hurt, ten miles of red page stretching from the palace gate to the end of the street, guests pass by endlessly, everyone smiles and comes to congratulate. I put on a crimson robe, wore a phoenix crown, and wore a happy dress. Step by step, Lam Huu Sam held my hand and led me out of the Ly family palace. Brother Lam Huu Sam is my father's adopted son, the orphan of his comrades who died in the battlefield, and grew up in the Ly family residence from a young age. Later, he passed the Tham Hoa exam, his demeanor was as gentle as jade, he always maintained politeness and manners, even towards me - this younger sister - he also maintained moderation from beginning to end, but still silently protected me everywhere. I never thought that I would marry the elder brother who took care of me growing up. It wasn't until Tong Kieu Tri repeatedly wronged me because of a female secret guard, forcing me to the point where I could only separate and return to my mother's house. My father and elder brother were both worried about me, looking at my increasingly thin and emaciated face, with the sadness that couldn't be dispelled in the bottom of my eyes, it was so heartbreaking that I couldn't sleep at night. It was my elder brother who proactively proposed to marry me. He said that instead of letting me marry to another family and suffer, I would rather stay for the rest of my life. At home, let me protect you. My father heard my brother's intentions and secretly asked me if I was willing to marry him. I am naturally willing, even filled with joy. That person... is my elder brother. Just as I was about to step next to the palanquin, a series of rushing horse hooves suddenly came, strongly overwhelming the joyful music. Everyone stopped, their eyes simultaneously turned towards the beginning of the street. I don't need to turn around, I know who's coming... not "the only post on 't" But it's Tong Kieu Tri. My old husband, Marquis Vinh Ninh. He was riding on a handsome black horse, wearing a dark brocade robe. His body was tall and straight, but on his face was a smile that I was extremely familiar with - contemptuous yet certain. Behind him was a woman with agile hands, a well-proportioned figure, her face covered with a thin layer of gauze, wearing neat makeup. Although her whole body was covered, one could still see her slightly protruding lower abdomen, clearly showing signs of pregnancy. It's Ta Nhiem Tinh. It was the female secret guard he hid in the mansion who was pregnant with his flesh and blood. Tong Kieu Tri reined in his horse and looked down at me from above, with barely hidden sarcasm in his eyes. The surroundings were immediately quiet, whispers and discussions arose continuously, everyone's eyes were moving back and forth between me, Tong Kieu Tri and Ta Nhiem Tinh, everyone was waiting to see a good drama. They all know that I am the person that Tong Kieu Tri pursued ninety-nine times, praying for three years before getting married. They all know that I am famous throughout the capital for my arrogant and indulgent personality. If I suffer a little wrong, my eyes turn red. Whenever I shed a tear, I threaten Song Kieu Tri with the matter of separation, but every time I get what I want. Therefore, they must all think that this time my remarriage is just a show for Tong Kieu Tri, to anger him and force him to come and comfort me. Obviously Tong Kieu Tri also thinks so. He opened his mouth, his voice was not loud, but loud enough for everyone present to hear clearly, his words were full of sarcasm:

“Brother Anh, is this the new trick you came up with?”

"Just to make me angry, even my brother got involved in this 'remarriage' act. She really has more and more prospects."