Chapter 1 — On the night of the wedding, he said we were just husband and wife in name, I quietly wrote a letter of separation

On the wedding night, the husband said that the person in his heart was his cousin, and that he and I could only be husband and wife in name for the rest of our lives. I don't cry. I personally lifted the veil, sent someone to invite Lieu Nhu Hue, the three of us sat facing each other, took out pen and paper and made rules.

"If you don't get married tonight, then you won't need it for the rest of your life."

"You have to shoulder the pressure of your descendants yourself. If I am humiliated because of this, you must compensate me tenfold."

He stiff-faced and signed his name. Three years later, the first time he entered the main courtyard, he wanted to say something again, saying he wanted to talk to me. I took out the yellowed peace book from the jewelry box and pushed it in front of him.

“Okay, I also have something to tell you.”

Red candles burn brightly, wedding scarves cover our eyes, we can only see a small area of yellow bricks at our feet. Chu Hoai Can's voice passed through the red silk, cold as the frosty wind in December.

“Chu Uan, there are a few words I must make clear to you tonight.”

"The person I love is my cousin Lieu. Marrying her is just an order from my parents."

“From now on, you and I can only be husband and wife in name.”

"I hope you don't make things difficult for her because of your identity as mother and father."

The wedding scarf was still covering his head, the veil had not been lifted, and the wine had not yet been drunk. He hastily drew clear boundaries with me. My finger holding the joy scales tightened, my knuckles pressed against the cold golden body. All over the room were red silk and red candles, filling the atmosphere with joy. The sound of gongs and drums seemed to still ring in the ears, yet people felt like they were thrown straight into a cold ice cellar. I don't cry. I raised my hand to lift the scarf, and the candlelight stabbed into my eyes, causing the bridge of my nose to suddenly sting. Chu Hoai Can stood three steps away from me, happily dressed, his face still calm as usual. This was the first time on the wedding night that I looked closely at his face. Eyebrows and bright eyes, handsome appearance, but cold as a stone stele. I took a deep breath, my voice strangely calm.

"Since we've come to this point, then please invite Sister Lieu to come here. The three of us sit down and talk clearly."

He frowned slightly.

“This has nothing to do with her.”

"You're afraid that I'll bully her. I'm also afraid that she'll be arrogant." I put the wedding towel on the pillow, stood up, walked to the table, took out a pen, ink and paper:

“If you want to live your whole life, then the rules must be established clearly first.”

I raised my head to look at him.

“Invite her to come.”

Chu Hoai Can looked at me, probably not expecting a daughter from a hospital family to have such a reaction. He was silent for a moment, then finally turned around and told the maid to go to the heavenly courtyard to call someone. When Lieu Nhu Hue walked in, her steps were light and cheerful, with a hint of pride in her eyes. She just casually bowed to me for formality. She was born delicate and slender, wearing a moon-white dress, and indeed had some of the temperament of a talented woman. I told her to sit down, pick up her pen and dip ink.

“Three rules.”

The pen nib landed on the paper, making a soft rustling sound.

"First, I will not step into her heavenly courtyard, and in my main courtyard, she will not be allowed to take even half a step. Whoever crosses the boundary first is in the wrong and is responsible."

Lieu Nhu Hue laughed softly.

“There's no need for you to be like that...”

“Call the owner.”

I didn't raise my head and continued write down.

"The Zhou family has been an official for three generations, and the rules and regulations of a noble family, and my cousin has lived with me for so many years, I should understand clearly."

Her face immediately turned pale and she turned her head to look at Chu Hoai Can. Chu Hoai Can frowned and was about to open his mouth, but I continued to write below.

"Second, if you don't sleep with me tonight, then in this life and this life, there is no need to mention that matter again. If you regret it in the future, I, Chu Uan, will not accompany you."

The pen nib stopped slightly. I raised my head to look at Chu Hoai Can. His face turned from cold to pale, his lips pressed tightly into a straight line.

“Third, if your wife urges you to continue your children, you must take responsibility yourself.”

“If because of this I am humiliated or punished, you must compensate me tenfold.”

“Land, money, one thing cannot be lacking.”

I put down the pen and push the paper over.

“Sign your fingerprint.”