Chapter 1 — Pearl Award

On the day of the elder sister's funeral, the Marquis did not even have time to hang the white flag. Yet my father was already sitting in the heavenly hall, anxious to present my eight-character birthday to Marquis. "Even though Tuyet Tran has a somewhat stubborn personality, she has learned enough etiquette and rules and can definitely become the heir to the Crown Prince." Tham Xa slowly turned the jade ring in her hand, her arrogant eyes reigned above everything: "As long as you remember your identity, don't be unreasonable like your sister, the Marquis will absolutely not mistreat you." I looked at the three people in front of me who were proud and satisfied, shaking my head slightly at the elder sister standing behind them. Sister, just look carefully. How will I avenge you? 1 I agree to become my husband's successor. "Please rest assured, father, my daughter will definitely teach the Marquis's rules and regulations very well." My response to these words was extremely gentle, with my bowed head so pleasing to the eye that even Mrs. Hau, who was used to seeing everything, couldn't find a single mistake. But no one saw, at this moment the elder sister's soul was floating in the rafters, her bloody eyes constantly shaking her head at me. His mother passed away early, but his father loved his concubine very much. Since childhood, it was my eldest sister who raised me. The night before the wedding day, she smiled gently and said: "Tuyet Tran, let sister A go first to find the way. Once you have established your footing in the Marquis Palace, then you will find a husband of your choice." However, such a good person ended up dying in the Marquis Palace, suddenly falling ill and passing away. From the time he had a fever until he stopped breathing, it was just three days. Before getting married, she was a famous talented woman in the capital, gentle and kind, considering 《Women》 as a golden rule carved into her core. Yet after only three years in the Marquis Palace, she was so thin that she was only skin and bones. The day the coffin was carried out of the Marquis Palace, I secretly lifted up the shroud and took a look. There was a bruise on her neck, as if she had been squeezed by something. Mrs. Hou used a scarf to cover her nose, and between her eyebrows there was a look of disgust that she couldn't hide. "If Tuyet Tran understands things like that, you should take care of this soon." "Sister, you left too suddenly, affecting the feng shui of the Marquis Palace. Just keep the funeral as simple as possible. Three months later, the Marquis Palace will welcome you through the door." The dead man's bones are not yet cold, the next bride has already been determined. My good father continuously bowed, his flattering smile etched deeply into wrinkles on his face, not feeling even half the pain of losing his daughter. Tham Xa sat neatly on the Grand Master's chair, not even a glance was too lazy to give me. "If you've already decided, then just follow the rules. It's just Tuyet Tran, you have to remember that even though you're my sister A's biological sister, a marriage is still a marriage, don't think beyond your duty." He sat high up and looked down, as if letting me marry into the Marquis Palace was doing the Lam family a great favor. I raised my head, calmly looked straight into his cold, sharp eyes, the corners of my lips curled up into a smile just enough to be polite. "Your Highness is right. It's just that Sister A just passed away. If she rushes through the door three months later, I'm afraid outsiders will talk about how ungrateful the Marquis Palace is." "Tuyet Tran begged The Prince to personally light a long-lasting lamp for sister A. At the same time, on the day I pass through the door, please use the ceremony to welcome the main wife to pick up the bride. With this, people will only praise The Prince even more for valuing love and kindness, loving whoever loves you all the way." Tham Xa's movement of turning the jade ring suddenly stopped. He squinted his eyes and observed me. Just as Mrs. Hau was about to get angry and scold me for not being reasonable, Tham Xa raised his hand to stop her. She only cared about the fact that I dared to propose conditions, but forgot that Tham Xa is the person who values face the most, with his mouth always filled with kindness and morality. He cannot refuse these words from me, he will even think that he and I have the same thoughts. "It's difficult for her to always think about the reputation of the Marquis." Tham Xa looked at me with deep meaning. “Just follow her will.” On the day of the funeral, it was pouring rain. The Marquis even cried

Ang also omitted, just barely carrying Sister A's coffin out of the palace. I stood with an umbrella in the mud, watching my father impatiently climb into the Marquis's carriage to discuss his future career. Sister A's soul floated above the coffin. His pale hands clutched the coffin's edge, his nails popped out, and his resentment soared to the sky. I don't cry. Tears are the most useless thing in the world. I closed the umbrella and let the cold rain drench my whole body. Sister, rules are indeed a very good thing. If they love rules so much, then I will use the Marquis's own rules and kill them, knife by knife.