Chapter 1 — A Lifetime of Not Entering the Lipstick Cage Again

In the Quy family, there is a rule: a man has been married for ten years without having children before he can accept concubines. Quy Thieu Lang and I have a deep love, but we still can't get pregnant. Reluctantly, Quy Thieu Lang had to accept his nanny's daughter, Thuy Nhi, as his concubine. He held my hand to comfort me. "It's just that her figure is easy to nurture, there is absolutely no half of the love between a man and a woman." My heart was bitter, but there was nothing left to say. Thuy Nhi entered the door for a year and immediately gave birth to a son. After that, she gave birth to two more boys and a girl. Anyone who looks at her will praise her for her deep happiness. Again, he laughed at me for being lucky and a bad omen, almost causing Quy Thieu Lang to cut off his great son. I have no children to rely on, and have a bad reputation, so I endure until the oil runs out and the lamp goes out. Before I died, in despair, I broke the prayer statue that I had worshiped for more than ten years. Unexpectedly, I discovered that the statue was stuffed with incense. It turned out that Quy Thieu Lang and Thuy Nhi had long had feelings. He used incense to make me unable to get pregnant, just to have a legitimate excuse to take Thuy Nhi as his concubine. I put arsenic in food, poisoning Quy Thieu Lang, Thuy Nhi and four children. When I woke up again, I saw Quy Thieu Lang walking in holding a statue of the deceased. I smiled and took it, turned around, and put the medicine into his soup. That wonderful, sublime taste should be given to him to taste. 01 "Tong Uan, look what this is!" Quy Thieu Lang happily walked across the threshold, his eyes filled with joy that could not be hidden. "With the blessing of the Tu Tu statue, we will soon have children!" In his previous life, Quy Thieu Lang also said the same thing. A sincere heart must be spiritual. I did not dare to delay even a little bit, placed the statue of Tu Tu in the inner room, and bowed my head early and late in the evening to worship. One time of worshiping is ten years. Unfortunately, the pillow is still empty. I searched for countless folk remedies and swallowed countless bitter remedies. But still to no avail. Quy Thieu Lang is the young master of the Quy family. The matter of succession is related to the prolongation of the bloodline of the entire family. Under constant pressure from his mother-in-law and clan elders, he could only agree to become a concubine. His eyes did not linger on the carefully selected beauties in the clan, just conveniently pointed at Thuy Nhi standing next to her mother-in-law with her head bowed. "Choose her, she looks more peaceful." Thuy Nhi is an eternal servant in the palace, the lives of dozens of people throughout her four generations are in the hands of the Quy family. She carefully and discreetly served Quy Thieu Lang, keeping all her duties as a concubine. Not more than a month later, she was pregnant. This is Quy Thieu Lang's first child, and everyone in the Quy family highly values it. To prevent her from being blinded by jealousy and taking action against the child, her mother-in-law immediately took Thuy Nhi to her hospital for careful care.
From beginning to end, there is only her in my heart. Thuy Nhi is just a tool to continue the family line." Quy Thieu Lang hugged me and gently comforted me: "When she gives birth to the child, no matter whether it's a boy or a girl, he will carry her to raise him, and from now on, he will only recognize her as his mother." Say it like it is. But I didn't want to separate Thuy Nhi and her mother for my own personal gain, so I let her raise the child by her side. My understanding made Quy Thieu Lang even more sorry, and most of them stayed in my room at night. Only for a few days when my body was inconvenient did I let Thuy Nhi serve me. But in just a few days, Thuy Nhi became pregnant again. Immediately after that was the third and fourth pregnancy. The Quy Family's main courtyard, which was originally cold and desolate, gradually took on the appearance of being crowded with children and grandchildren. The mother-in-law held the children and laughed until she couldn't close her mouth. Thuy Nhi also thanks to her contribution in raising children and heirs, she was able to break the tradition of abolishing her untouchability, taking one step to become a noble concubine. People also gradually become arrogant, often saying disrespectful words to us. It's not like I've never thought about punishing her. But every time I didn't have time to make a move, my mother-in-law turned cold. "Isn't it because your stomach doesn't know how to fight, you can't even give birth to a child?" The servants in the palace saw that the wind was changing, and rumors became more numerous. "I'm afraid that the young lady has done too many evil things, harming her virtue, so God refuses to give her an heir!" Have you already cut off your great son?" "Even so, you still want to make things difficult for sister Thuy Nhi. If it weren't for relying on a few pieces of family background, you would have been retired a long time ago!" Those gossips were like sharp blades, piercing my heart one by one. Yet I do not have enough spirit to punish. I don't know if it's because drinking too much bitter medicine damages the body, or because year-round worries and melancholy cause the last bit of vitality to disappear. My normally healthy body gradually collapsed. I'm only in my thirties, yet I've been tormented until the lights are gone. That day, I fell asleep for a long time, and when I woke up, it was midnight. The room was terrifyingly quiet, with only the statue of a prince looking down at me from above. At that moment, all the resentments that had been suppressed for many years were like floodwaters breaking through a dike, pouring down in torrents. I, Cui Tong Uan, have never done a single thing in my entire life that is so tragic and harmful, why did I fall into such a tragic end and end my noble son? If gods don't have eyes, why do we still worship them? Intense anger and sadness welled up in my heart, I could no longer control myself, grabbed the death statue on the table, and violently threw it to the ground. Chong once. The statue of the god was broken to pieces, and pieces of porcelain were scattered all over the ground. Along with the pieces of porcelain, there were also lumps of substance
Light red transparent soft glue. Even though we don't know what it is, we still keenly recognize that something is wrong. I secretly sent my trusted maid back to my mother's house to find a skilled old doctor to come and see. As soon as he saw that thing, the old man's face immediately changed. "This is a blood marrow pearl!" His voice trembled, his whole body was so angry that he trembled. "This thing harms the woman's vitality the most. The young lady has not been pregnant for many years, this thing is the root of sin. I don't know who came up with such a cruel and insidious method!"02 Who else could it be? The death penalty statue was brought home by Quy Thieu Lang himself. It was also he who told me to place it in the inner room and worship it day and night. Moreover, after I was slow to get pregnant, he took Thuy Nhi as his concubine. Over the past years, all my thoughts have been focused on praying for children, without having time to carefully consider other things. Thinking back now, everything seems strange. According to regulations, a maidservant like Thuy Nhi should arrange marriage after becoming a maid, no later than the age of twenty. Yet she endured until the age of twenty-two and still never discussed marriage. Quy Thieu Lang ignored many young and beautiful women, but insisted on choosing Thuy Nhi, who was past her prime, as his concubine. The so-called life and death are peaceful and easy to maintain, and the body looks easy to grow, are just an excuse. There was only one possibility, the two of them had secretly communicated long ago. Once suspicion has arisen, investigating becomes simple. I followed the clues and quickly learned the whole truth. Thuy Nhi is the daughter of Quy Thieu Lang's nanny, also his first woman. Thuy Nhi's status is low, she cannot become Quy Thieu Lang's wife. Entangled with family rules, even being accepted as a concubine is a distant hope. Quy Thieu Lang pondered for a long time, then came up with a sinister idea that would make his wife, my wife, forever unable to support her. This way, you can both be honest and concubine, and also ensure that everything belonging to the Quy family can pass into the hands of Thuy Nhi's children. I don't have any descendants, so I won't keep any dowry and resources from my mother's family to pave the way for those children. Using that cruel heart, he wants to eat me so completely that there are no bones left. I was so angry that I was shaking, trying all my strength to stabilize my mind. Using the excuse of a family banquet, I used a packet of arsenic to take their whole family down to Diem La Palace. Unexpectedly, as soon as I opened my eyes, I returned to the time when I first became a child. Seeing me not speaking for a long time, Quy Thieu Lang nervously asked: "Tong Uan, what's wrong with you, are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?" "No." I shook my head, deliberately pretending to still be scared in my heart: "I just had a dream, I dreamed that my husband personally killed our child." Hearing these words, a bit of guilt flashed in Quy Thieu Lang's eyes. Before he could open his mouth, Thuy Nhi behind him frowned unhappily. “Miss
My wife has never even been pregnant, so where can she have a child? Isn't it intentionally slandering the young master?" I coldly glanced at her and said in a low voice: "Slap on the tongue." "Yes!" The maid Linh Nhi nodded and slapped Thuy Nhi hard on the face. Thuy Nhi was a first-class maid, who usually lived a very dignified life, how could she bear such humiliation. She covered her face, her eyes full of hatred, looking at me. "Young lady, why do you hit your slave for no reason?" excuse?” I smiled coldly: “You cursed this lady for not being able to give birth to a child. Don't say a slap, even if I immediately drag you out and beat you to death with a stick, it wouldn't be too much!” Quy Thieu Lang's eyes flashed a bit of unhappiness, her tone also lowered. "Thuy Nhi clearly didn't mean it like that, how could she..." "What do you mean, husband, that I'm unreasonably causing trouble and being harsh with my subordinates?" I unceremoniously interrupted Quy Thieu Lang: "In that case, let Thuy Nhi take this position." 03 I have always treated others in a gentle manner, rarely being so aggressive and threatening. Quy Thieu Lang was clearly stunned. "Thousands of mistakes are all the slave's fault, the slave should not say too many things to make the young lady unhappy." Thuy Nhi knelt down with a thud, tears welling up in her eyes, both warm and pitiful: "Young lady wants to scold me no matter how much you want to scold me, I don't dare to complain. But the young master truly loves you, and thinks for you everywhere. I only ask that you don't say such bad words that will make the young master feel sad." "How is this young lady living with her husband? I still need a slave like you to agree?" I was so angry that I laughed, deliberately acting like I couldn't control my anger: "If you let someone like this who doesn't know what's happening see, I'm afraid I'll think there's something between you and the young master." It is not strange for a slave to dream of a young master. But daring to rely on that little thought to provoke the young lady, that is an undeniable crime of overstepping one's duty. "This slave is unjust." Thuy Nhi of course did not dare to admit it. But she didn't want to deny the feelings between the two with her mouth, she just gritted her teeth and shed tears. "It's your fault for making the young lady angry, why are you arguing?" Quy Thieu Lang angrily glanced at Thuy Nhi, on the surface it was a reprimand, but actually a protection: "Don't back down yet." "Yes!" Thuy Nhi obediently stood up and left. In a hidden corner where no one noticed, she glared fiercely at me. Just when she thought this was over, I opened my mouth again: "Stop." "Tong Uan."