Chapter 1 — On the day you give birth, I send you a letter of reconciliation

The day my husband's cousin had a hard time giving birth, the whole palace was wary of me coming to cause trouble. But they did not know that when the baby cried, my letter of separation had already left the general's palace. On the day Ta Tram Chu's cousin had a difficult time giving birth, the old lady mobilized the entire household in the palace, surrounding the heavenly courtyard, to prevent me, the main wife, from coming to cause trouble. But until the sound of a newborn baby's cry pierced the night, I had never stepped foot into that hospital. His mother held his cousin's hand, sighed and sobbed:

"Nhu Nhi, don't be afraid. I have an old man sitting here guarding me. Don't let that jealous woman try to harm you even a single hair."

Before Ta Tram Chu could take off his armor, he knelt down in front of the birth bed and personally wiped the blood and sweat from his sister's forehead.

"I have sent my soldiers to guard the palace gate. If she dares to come forward with a sword, I will definitely leave her blood splattered right on the doorstep."

Seeing that there had been no movement all night, he slowly loosened his grip on the hilt of the sword. He couldn't think clearly, I just wanted to have a bloodline to continue, why did I wash my face with tears every day, making the house not peaceful. Hearing the sound of a baby crying in the nanny's arms, his cold and serious face finally showed a trace of laughter. He thought to himself, if tomorrow I bring a bowl of ginseng to apologize, he will not accept the past days of crying loudly. It even allows me to record this child as my next child. But he didn't know that at this time on the official road, the horse galloped eight hundred miles to report, carrying my letter of separation, rushing straight towards the capital... The summer night at the general's palace, the torches were as bright as day. From the heavenly yard continuously came mournful screams, tearing apart the quiet night. I stood in the hallway, silently watching the guards holding bright torches, surrounding the courtyard layer after layer. In the quiet night, the sound of scabbards clashing against each other echoed endlessly, cold and deafening.

“Madam…”

Xuan Truc ran over with red eyes and his voice trembled:

"The old lady has ordered that no one is allowed to come even one step closer to the heavenly courtyard. Even hot water is not allowed."

My fingers tightened the towel in my hand, my nails almost digging into my palm. At that moment, the screams of pain in the heavenly courtyard suddenly soared. Immediately afterwards, the midwife's panicked voice rang out:

"It's not okay! Miss Lam is bleeding!"

My heart suddenly tightened. Instinctively, I took a step forward, but immediately the guard pulled out a sword and blocked it in front of me.

“The general has an order, the lady is not allowed to enter the heavenly courtyard!”

I stopped. Then from inside the courtyard, Ta Tram Chu's low voice came out:

"Quickly go get the doctor! If something happens to Nhu Nhi, I want all of you to die too!"

In that voice there was impatience and heartache that was not hidden at all. Each word and each sentence is like sharp needles, fiercely stabbing straight into our hearts, causing our chest to contract in pain. Xuan Truc quickly supported my staggering body and choked up:

“Madam... let's go home...”

I slowly closed my eyes, turned around and quietly left. Behind her, the old lady's voice rang out clearly:

“Nhu Don't be afraid. With the old man here, don't let that jealous bitch try to harm you even a little bit!”

Before he finished speaking, Ta Tram Chu's voice coldly continued:

“I have sent soldiers to guard the palace gate. If she dares to come forward with a sword, she will definitely leave her blood splattered right on the doorstep.”

My steps suddenly stopped. A laugh burst out from the corner of his lips. The Quy Nguyen Pill in my hand was crushed into powder. It turns out that in their eyes, I am such a cruel person. Suddenly it became dark before my eyes. I had to hold on tightly to the hallway pillar to barely stand.

“Madam!”

Thanh Truc panicked and stepped forward to help me. I just gently waved my hand and tried to return to the room on my own. In the bronze mirror, the woman's face was as white as paper. Under his eyes were dense dark circles, unable to hide his haggard appearance. I raised my hand to touch my face. Fingertips are cold.