Chapter 4 — On the day I had a hard time giving birth, my husband hugged my sister and stood admiring the snow

"Now you have changed your mind and want to marry someone else, and want to take back the things you gave out. How in this world is there such logic?"

I was so angry that I burst out laughing.

“Give it?”

“Miss Nguyen, does Miss Nguyen have dementia?”

I pulled out a thick stack of copies of debt papers from my sleeve and threw it directly at Bui Tich's face.

"White paper and black ink, each item has Lord Bui's fingerprints."

"Is this a gift or a loan? Do I need to invite Kinh Trieu Doan to judge and compare the original copy?"

Copy of debt papers flew everywhere, falling all over the ground. The crowd of officials and commoners who were standing around watching the excitement immediately started pointing and chatting.

"Unexpectedly, normally Mr. Bui always acts noble and arrogant, but in reality, he lives at the mercy of his fiancee's maternal family."

"That's right. Taking someone else's money to support a sister who has no blood relationship, and yet still acting so natural, is truly shameless."

Bui Tich's facial skin looked like someone had stripped it off right in front of everyone, then thrown it on the ground and stomped on it very hard. His whole body trembled, his eyes were glued to the copies of debt papers on the ground, but he did not dare bend down to pick them up.

"Okay! Yen Thanh Thu, you are very good!"

“This money, even if I have to break the pot and sell it, I will definitely return it to you!”

“From now on, there will be an end to the relationship between you and me!”

He pulled Nguyen Kieu Kieu's hand and almost ran away from that place. Looking at his struggling back, I let down the car curtain, leaving only a piece of coldness in my heart. Smashing pots and selling iron? In his previous life, he was used to spending money like water. Now that I have lost my support, I really want to see what he can use to fill that bottomless pit called Nguyen Kieu Kieu. Returning to the Royal Palace, my father called me to his study. People don't blame me. Just let out a long, gentle sigh.

"Thanh Thu, if you can clearly see Bui Tich's true face, it's okay to cancel the marriage."

"Do you have to be determined to marry Dinh Nam Vuong?"

"The current situation of Dinh Nam Vuong is much more dangerous than I imagined."

I walked up behind my father and gently squeezed his shoulder, my eyes couldn't help but sting. In my previous life, because I wanted to protect me, my father was accused by Bui Tich of an unfounded crime, and was eventually tortured to death. In this life, even if I have to risk my life, I must protect the Yen family.

“Father, daughter understands.”

“It is because of the danger that women have to get married.”

“Bui Tich is an unrighteous mind-seller.”

"If his daughter simply annulled the marriage, he would definitely harbor hatred in his heart."

"Once he gains power in the future, he will definitely come back and bite back at our Yen family."

"Even though Dinh Nam Vuong has fallen from power, he is still of royal blood after all."

“Behind him, there are also former members of the 100,000 Tran Bac army.”

“The enemy of my enemy is my friend.”

"This daughter's move is for the Yen family."

Father looked at me intently and deeply. Then gently pat the back of my hand.

“Since you have decided, then I will use all the strength of the entire family to pave the way for you.”

Three days later, the bride price of Dinh Nam Vuong Palace was brought to the Thai Deputy Palace. There is no such thing as going through the motions like the rumors outside. Round one hundred and twenty red wooden chests. Extending from the beginning of the street to the end of the street. Countless strange treasures were carried like endlessly flowing water, making people all over the capital look dazed. What surprised everyone even more was that Hoac Lan personally came to give birth. He sat in a wheelchair, pushed by a close guard. Although his eyes were still covered by white silk, the aura radiating from his whole body still made others dare not look directly at him. I stepped forward to welcome him and bowed to him.

“The goddess pays homage to the Royal Family.”

Hoac Lan nodded slightly. The guard next to him immediately presented a brocade box made of purple sandal wood.

"This is a gift that the Royal Family had someone craft all night to give to Miss Yen."

We opened the brocade box. Inside is a double lotus brooch carved from jade. Pure, soft jade.