Chapter 11 — Once reborn, I will no longer marry the wrong person

Sister-in-law Cui Cam Thu sat in her bedroom before getting married, with a small blue enamel vase in front of her. The body of the vase shines like jade, the mouth of the vase is covered with a piece of red silk. Her close maid knelt on the ground, crying until her whole body trembled, saying that she had locked herself in her room for an entire day. When I pushed the door open and walked in, my sister was still sitting dumbfounded looking at that porcelain vase. I called softly. Bieu sister raised her head, there were no tears on her face, only an empty space remained after all emotions had been eroded to the point of exhaustion. After only half a year of being married to the Eighth King's palace, she had already become noticeably thinner, her cheekbones were prominent, and her wrists were as thin as a dry branch.

"Uan Ninh." Her voice was light as if she had no strength left. "Do you know what I found in your study today?"

I don't speak up.

"A painting." The guy continued talking himself. "In the painting is a young girl standing under a blooming pear tree. The edges of the paper are worn out, showing that he often takes it out to look at it. At first I thought the person in the painting was me, but looking closely at the date written on the account, I realized that the painting was painted long before I married into the palace."

The guy smiled slightly. That smile hurts people more than tears.

"Later I discovered that the person in the painting was not me. The body shape was different, the charisma was different, even the hairstyle was different. I took the painting to ask your close eunuch. The old servant knelt down and bowed his head repeatedly, finally confessing everything."

Bieu sister stood up, walked to the window and pushed the door open. The late autumn wind rushed in, blowing her shirt fluttering.

"It turns out that you married me just like in the past when you wanted to marry me, all because of the power of the Cui family. From beginning to end, there was only one person in your heart, which is the concubine who lives in the heavenly courtyard of your Tham family, Tham Uyen Thanh." She turned her head to look at me, her eyes finally turning red. "Uan Ninh, what did I, Cui Cam Thu, do wrong? Why did I have to enter that palace just because of a decree and become a stepping stone for you to fight for power and gain?"

I walked over, took the blue enamel vase in her hand and threw it straight out the window. The vase fell into the lake in the garden, made a "thump" sound, and then sank below the water's surface.

"You didn't do anything wrong." I held her cold hand. "It's him."

"But I have already married you." Her tears finally fell. "Even if you are disabled and imprisoned, I am still your wife. I cannot remove that status for the rest of my life."

"Who said that?" I looked straight into her eyes. "The cup of poisoned wine he prepared for you, you can not drink it. The cage he built for you, you can also step out."

Sister Bieu was stunned.

"The marriage decreed by the gods is not an unbreakable chain." I spoke slowly. "After the new emperor ascends the throne, you can give instructions for the two of you to separate."

"Peace... peace?" It was as if she heard those two words for the first time. "Royal marriages... can they also be dissolved?"

"Other people can't." I squeezed her hand tightly. "But you can."

"Because..."

"The next person who gives holy instructions."

"It's my husband."

One month later. Ly Thua Quan ascended the throne. Posting ceremony The ceremony was held very simply, without any lavish ostentation like Ly Thua Trach's coronation ceremony in his previous life. He wore a dragon robe and crown, sat on a dragon chair to receive the court's worship, but his face was still a calm and pale look, no one could see whether he was happy or angry. It seemed that what he was sitting on was not a long chair, but just an old chair in the study room of his palace. After ascending the throne, the first thing he did was not to reward meritorious officials, nor to reorganize the dynasty, but to issue a decree of separation, allowing the Eighth Princess Cui Jinshu to divorce with the Eighth Prince Ly Thua Trach and return to the Thoi palace. From now on, the marriage price was completely free. That holy edict immediately caused an uproar at the court. There was a royal historian who stepped forward to remonstrate, saying that this was against the organization and that the royal family had never had a precedent of separation. Ly Thua Quan sat on the long chair, calmly listened to him finish, then asked only one question: "Is the organization important, or is human life more important?" The royal historian immediately became speechless.