Chapter 3 — My Ex-Husband Laughed at Me for Remarrying, Only on Wedding Night Did I Panic

Lam Huu Sam and I stood side by side in the middle of the main hall. When the master of ceremonies loudly shouted "I bow to heaven and earth", I slightly turned my eyes and glanced at Tong Kieu Tri sitting in the guest chair. He actually followed here. Not only did he follow, he also blatantly sat in the top row (positions reserved for those with the highest status at the party), next to him was Ta Nhiem Tinh. Ta Nhiem Tinh took off the veil, revealing a delicate face but with some heroic spirit. Her lower abdomen protruded slightly, wearing a dark red costume, sitting among a group of women looking extremely out of place. But she deliberately straightened her back, with an almost provocative smile on her face. Her eyes fell directly on me. Along with Tong Kieu Tri, she leisurely bowed, occasionally even making a comment or two about the banquet's arrangements. After the ceremony, according to regulations, I must be taken to the new room, while Lam Huu Sam will stay to entertain guests. But just as I turned around to leave, Tong Kieu Tri suddenly stood up.

“Today was truly eye-opening.”

He raised the glass of wine, smiled without smiling, his eyes swept over all the guests in the hall, and finally stopped on me.

"I didn't expect Miss Ly to be so 'deeply affectionate'. In order to anger this Marquis, even the elder brother used it. This part of filial piety, this Marquis is truly 'touched'."

As soon as the words ended, the entire hall immediately became quiet. All the guests put down their chopsticks, their eyes looked over at the same time, everyone's face showed excitement, waiting to see a good show. I clenched my fists, my nails digging deep into my palms. Lam Huu Sam grabbed my hand and squeezed it tightly. Your palm is warm, carrying a thin layer of callous, giving me a feeling of peace. Ta Nhiem Tinh also stood up, leaning weakly next to Tong Kieu Tri, his voice was soft, but every word was clear.

"Master Marquis, don't get excited. Sister has a lively personality and is probably just joking with us. You also know that before, sister used to like to act like a spoiled brat. Every time she was unhappy with you, she would cry for several days."

She said this very cleverly. On the surface, he was trying to console him, but in reality he was telling everyone: Ly Thua Anh - I'm just an unreasonable person causing trouble, this remarriage is just trying to make a fool of myself. Sure enough, the guests started whispering.

"That's true... Didn't Miss Ly used to cry loudly every time she moved?"

"I heard that I've been back to my mother's house for half a month. It's only now that Marquis has come to find me. I'm afraid this time I've really made a big deal out of it."

"But remarrying... and marrying my brother, isn't this too messy?"

"That's right, if this story spreads out, will the reputation of the general's mansion still be maintained?"

Those comments are like needles piercing my ears. I raised my head to look at Tong Kieu Tri, he was looking at me, his eyes filled with certainty and sarcasm, as if saying: look, everyone thinks she's being chaotic, stop acting. I took a deep breath and was about to open my mouth when Lam Huu Sam gently pulled me back. You took a step forward, blocking me behind you, lifting a cup of wine from the table. Your voice was clear and calm, but it carried a powerful force. The religion was unquestionable, echoing throughout the main hall.

“The words of the Song Marquis are probably not correct.”

Lam Huu Sam looked straight at Tong Kieu Tri, the corner of his lips carried a faint smile, but his eyes were as cold as ice.

"We, descendants of the Ly family, act righteously and righteously. Why do we need to use this method to attract people's attention?"

Huynh stopped for a moment, his eyes slowly turned to Ta Nhiem Tinh, looking at her from top to bottom, his voice carrying undisguised sarcasm.

“On the contrary, this young lady—”

Huynh deliberately prolonged his voice, everyone's eyes followed and focused on Ta Nhiem Tinh. The smile on Ta Nhiem Tinh's face stopped, his hand instinctively covered his lower abdomen.

"I'm already pregnant, but I'm still wearing glasses and mixing with men. I don't know which house's rules are there?"

Lam Huu Sam's voice suddenly turned cold.

“Ah, I almost forgot to ask.”

Huynh looked towards Tong Kieu Tri, his eyes as sharp as a blade.

"Did the child's father ever give her a title? Or—"

Huynh laughed softly, but in that laugh, the sarcasm almost spilled out.

“Other than our respected Marquis Song, who else could climb into your bed while drunk?”

The whole main hall seemed to explode. Everyone's eyes widened, looking at Ta Nhiem Tinh's slightly protruding belly, then at Song Kieu Tri's pale face, everyone's faces were filled with surprise and disbelief.

“Oh my god… are you really pregnant?”

"Not yet married but already pregnant? This... this..."

"No wonder why Miss Ly wants to remarry, who can bear this?"

"But doesn't the Song Marquis always say that he only loves Miss Ly? Why does he even have you..."

Ta Nhiem Tinh's face instantly turned white as paper. She instinctively took a step back, her lips trembled, but she couldn't say a word. Tong Kieu Tri suddenly threw the wine cup down on the table, wine splashing everywhere.

“Lam Huu Sam!”

He roared loudly, the blue veins on his forehead appearing.

"Don't slander indiscriminately! Ta Nhiem Tinh is just my secret guard, there is integrity between us!"

"Clean?"

Lam Huu Sam laughed, but that smile didn't carry any heat.

"Master Tong, do you think the guests here are all blind? Her body has been at least three months old, right? Three months ago, didn't you once get drunk and stay the night in the study?"