Chapter 4 — My Ex-Husband Laughed at Me for Remarrying, Only on Wedding Night Did I Panic

Tong Kieu Tri's face immediately changed.

“So what?”

"Even if something really happened, it was just a drunken mistake! In my heart, there is only Anh Anh, as for Nhiem Tinh... I will give her an explanation, but that doesn't mean Anh Anh can arbitrarily make a mess!"

He looked towards me, his eyes carrying a kind of "tolerance" that was almost like giving alms.

"Today's matter, I can pretend it never happened. As for Nhiem Tinh's matter... I will handle it, I won't let her bother you."

I looked at him and suddenly felt funny. Up to this point, he still thinks I'm confused. I always thought that if he only granted a little "tolerance", I would be so grateful that I would shed tears and return to his side. I slowly loosened my grip, which had turned white, blood seeping out from between my fingers, gradually spreading on the sleeve of my crimson robe. Lam Huu Sam noticed, he lowered his head to look, his eyes instantly darkened. Huynh no longer looked at Tong Kieu Tri, but turned around to face all the guests in the hall, and from his sleeve took out a roll of bright yellow silk. As soon as the silk scroll appeared, everyone was stunned. The smile on Tong Kieu Tri's face was completely stiff, his eyes were tightly glued to that roll of silk, as if he had seen something unbelievable. Lam Huu Sam opened the silk roll, his clear voice echoed throughout the main hall, each word was like a heavy hammer pounding into people's hearts.

“The divine decree is here—”

He held up the edict, his eyes swept across the whole arena, finally stopping on Tong Kieu Tri's face, each word and sentence was clear:

"Your Majesty considers that Lam Huu Sam and Ly Thua Anh have relied on each other since childhood, and have a deep bond of love, and specially gave the two of them a marriage, to complete this protective love."

Huynh stopped for a moment, his voice suddenly became cold.

"This is His Majesty's golden mouth and jade language, written by the king himself! Anyone who is not satisfied, just go to Ngo Mon to submit a petition to the royal court!"

The entire main hall fell into deathly silence. Everyone's eyes widened, their mouths gaped open, looking at that bright yellow scroll in disbelief. Your Majesty gives a kiss? Tong Kieu Tri's face instantly lost its blood color, then quickly regained it. He stared at the holy edict for a long time, then suddenly let out a snicker, and on his face was the smile that I'm familiar with - contemptuous yet firm.

“Holy decree?”

He slowly stepped forward, reached out to take the holy decree from Lam Huu Sam's hand, opened it, his eyes casually scanned the writing and the jade seal above. The movements were very slow, very leisurely, as if enjoying an interesting item. Then, he raised his head, looked at my father, the corner of his lips curled into a smile as if he understood everything.

"General Li, for your precious daughter, you really spent a lot."

He considered the holy decree in his hand, his voice filled with sarcasm that almost spilled out.

“Using up all the battle merits accumulated over the years, to ask His Majesty for such a 'marriage', just to perform this play with you for me?”

He shook his head, seemingly finding it extremely funny.

"Don't you see that this price is too great? Using the hard work of life and death in exchange for just being angry? Just to make me believe that Anh Anh really doesn't need me anymore?"

He turned to look at me, glaring eyes carry a "pity" that makes us nauseous.

“Brother Anh, look how much your father loves you.”

"Because she has her back, even her efforts can be used as a stage for her to act."

"But you make such a big deal out of it, what if one day His Majesty remembers and asks a question, the marriage is exchanged for that merit, how is life, how do you answer?"

"Huh? Are you saying that you're acting for the audience, just to annoy me?"

He seemed to be amused by his own words and laughed softly twice.

“Don't be stupid.”

“What kind of person is Your Majesty, that you can be fooled by such petty tricks as yours?”

"It doesn't matter whether this edict is real or fake. What matters is that you think that just by relying on it, you can make me bow my head?"

“Make me believe that you really remarried?”

The smile on his face deepened, carrying a kind of arrogance as if he had seen through everything.

“I told you, it's impossible.”

"I understand you so well, Ly Thua Anh. You can't leave me."

"Every time you get angry and return to your mother's house, don't you end up crying and begging me to coax you back?"

"This time, I just made it a little bigger, dragging both her father and her older brother into it."

He stopped, his eyes swept over Lam Huu Sam, carrying a trace of contempt.

"Even her brother acted with her in this act. She really has the ability."

"But, Huu Sam, you're so virtuous. Just because you're following your younger sister, you're making trouble. You don't even need your reputation anymore, do you?"

"Marrying a sister who was once separated, and who is also known for being weak and prone to self-pity, how will you be able to stand firm in the court in the future?"

“The saliva of the officials is enough to drown you.”

Lam Huu Sam's expression did not change, he just looked at him coldly.

"My matter, there is no need for the Song Marquis to worry."

Tong Kieu Tri didn't pay attention, he looked at me again, his tone became "poignant".

“Brother Anh, that's enough, stop.”

“You see, you pulled everyone into the water, just to perform this play, is it worth it?”

"Now stop, follow me back, I can still pretend that nothing ever happened."

"Your father's efforts will not be in vain. I will remember this love."

He is advising us to "turn around and get to the shore". He thought that all of this was because I wanted to attract his attention, wanted to make him bow, and staged a big drama.