Chapter 10 — My Ex-Husband Laughed at Me for Remarrying, Only on Wedding Night Did I Panic

"The Song Marquis barged into my lady's room late at night, pulling and pushing. At that time, why didn't you think about courtesy and integrity?"

“Now let's talk about insults.”

He didn't pay attention to Tong Kieu Tri's screams, just waved his hand once. The family immediately took action, pulling the two people who were still struggling to stand up, pressing their backs against their backs, using rope to wrap each round from the shoulders down to the ankles, tying them tightly like two animals waiting to be slaughtered.

"Umm... let go! Lam Huu Sam! You will regret it!"

"Brother Anh! Brother Anh, tell him to let me go!"

"I know it's wrong! I'll take her home immediately! Let's go home!"

Tong Kieu Tri was still screaming, his tone ranged from threatening to commanding, and in the end there was even a hint of panic and pleading that he didn't even realize. Ta Nhiem Tinh cried even more until the pear flowers were drenched in rain:

"Master Marquis! Save me! Save our child! They want to take my mother and child's lives! Ly Thua Anh, you are so cruel!"

I turned my back, too lazy to look any more.

“Close your mouth, it's too loud.” Lam Huu Sam said leisurely.

Immediately, a family member tore off two pieces of cloth from who they didn't know where they came from, and without saying a word, stuffed them straight into the mouths of Tong Kieu Tri and Ta Nhiem Tinh.

“Umm! Umm—!” The cursing and crying immediately turned into indistinct gurgling sounds, leaving only wide eyes, full of resentment and panic.

“Take it out.” Lam Huu Sam ordered, "Just put it under the begonia tree in the yard, let them... 'self-review' carefully."

Several families joined forces, lifted the two people who were tied up, their mouths were covered with cloth, brought them out of the new room, and actually dropped them under the begonia tree in the yard. At the end of autumn, the begonia flowers have already withered, leaving only bare dry branches, gently swaying in the night wind. Tong Kieu Tri and Ta Nhiem Tinh were thrown onto the cold ground under the tree, unable to move, unable to speak, only helplessly twisting their bodies, making "mmmm" sounds. Lam Huu Sam walked to the door, whispered a few words to the close guard standing outside. The guard nodded, immediately leading people to spread out, surrounding the entire courtyard, ensuring that no one could come to "disturb", nor give the two people inside a chance to escape or ask for help. Having finished everything, Lam Huu Sam turned around and went back into the room, closing the door. The room was quiet again, it was just me and you, and the pair of dragon and phoenix wishes that were quietly burning on the table. The candlelight swayed, illuminating your handsome face, also reflecting the crimson robe on your body. After the chaos just now, my sideburns were messy, my clothes were a bit messy, and my wrist was grabbed by Tong Kieu Tri, leaving a clear red mark and a hidden pain. Lam Huu Sam stepped in front of me, his eyes stopped on the red mark on his wrist, his eyes slightly darkened.

“Does it hurt?” You asked softly, reaching out to touch me, but stopping, as if afraid of hurting me.

I shook my head, then nodded again, my heart was confused, filled with anger, fear, and an empty and vague feeling that was hard to put into words.

"I'm sorry," he suddenly said, his voice carrying suppressed anger, "I didn't arrange it properly, giving him a chance to sneak in and scare you."

“It's not your fault.” I raised my head to look at him, forced a slightly ugly smile, "it's him... too shameless."

Lam Huu Sam didn't say anything, just walked to the table, poured a cup of warm water and gave it to me. I took it, sip by sip, the warm water flowing through my throat, somewhat soothing my troubled mood. Outside the room, a muffled "ummm" sound could still be vaguely heard, it was Tong Kieu Tri and Ta Nhiem Tinh struggling helplessly. Just thinking about them being right outside, like two dogs thrown into the mud, listening to every movement in the room, I suddenly felt that anger in my heart disappear a bit. I put down the cup, walked to the window, and pushed it open a crack. The late autumn night wind brought in cold air, and at the same time, the muffled sounds of the two people struggling under the tree became clearer. I turned my head and looked towards Lam Huu Sam standing in the candlelight. His body was straight and straight, wearing a dark red dress. His appearance became even more gentle under the swaying candlelight. You are looking at me, your eyes attentive, in them are swirling complex emotions that are hard to separate, some concern, some sadness, perhaps... something else. My heartbeat, I don't know why, is a few times faster.

“Brother,” I said softly, my voice even clearer in the quiet night, “let's… open all the windows.”

Lam Huu Sam paused for a moment, then understood what I meant. An unnatural red light flashed across his face, but he didn't say anything, just walked forward and opened the remaining window in the room. Even more night wind poured in, causing the candle flame to flicker, also making the pent-up choking sound outside even more obvious. I walked over to the bed and sat down, patting the space next to me.

“Brother, come here.”

Lam Huu Sam hesitated for a moment, but still walked over and sat down next to me, his body a bit stiff, his ears slightly red.