Chapter 1 — Pregnant Exterior Forced to Confess, Queen Mother Only Says Two Words: Husband

Exterior forced pregnancy? My mother gently turned the Buddha necklace and smiled faintly: "My husband still has more dignity." Exterior of the royal concubine Lieu Van Nhi, six months pregnant, kneeling at the gate of the princess' palace for three days and three nights. When the palace man came to report, I was copying the scriptures. His son-in-law rushed straight into the palace, pointed at my nose and shouted:

"I want to marry Van Nhi as an equal wife! If I can't stand it, I'll ask for a divorce!"

I put down the scriptures and looked at him:

“Okay.”

That very night, we entered the palace. After listening, the mother gently turned the Buddha necklace and smiled faintly:

"Divorce? Wouldn't that make people laugh at the abandoned royal princess?"

He stopped for a moment, raised his eyes and looked at me: "Change to bereaved husband, it will be more dignified." Exterior of the royal concubine Lieu Van Nhi, six months pregnant, kneeling at the gate of the princess' palace for three days and three nights. At the end of the long street, people pointed and talked, rumors had long since spread throughout the capital. The teacher sent by the palace, his face turned pale, he leaned close to my ear and whispered:

"Princess, this kind of vile woman should have been chased out with a stick. She has truly ruined the royal family's dignity."

I sat neatly in the main hall, a scripture in my hand had turned to the last page. The sandalwood smoke in the incense burner lingered and burned to the point that my eyes and eyebrows became blurred.

“Let her kneel.”

My voice is very light, but carries undeniable majesty.

"Kneel until she herself doesn't want to kneel anymore."

She wanted to stop talking, but in the end she bowed and retreated. Outside the palace, the autumn wind was lonely, Lieu Van Nhi's frail figure in the wind became even more pitiful. She just wanted to use this method to force me, to force the entire royal family to bow. She bet on some of her husband-in-law Tham Thanh Ha's feelings for her. I also bet that I, the eldest princess, do not dare to make a big deal out of royal pride. Unfortunately, she miscalculated. I closed the scripture, my fingertips cold. The door of the main hall was pushed open from the outside. With a cold air, Tham Thanh Ha rushed in. His handsome face was now twisted with anger, his eyes were bloodshot, staring at me.

"Chieu Duong! How long do you want to cause trouble!"

He stepped in front of me, waved his hand and threw the scriptures on my couch, the bronze pages scattered everywhere, making a harsh sound.

"Van Nhi is pregnant with my child! Is her heart made of stone? Let her kneel outside for three days!"

I raised my eyes and calmly looked at the face that I once loved with all my heart.

“Did I tell her to kneel?”

“It's not her, could it be that she voluntarily knelt down?”

Tham Thanh Ha was so angry that he lost control, his chest heaving violently.

"If she doesn't kneel, how will the world know that she is the eldest princess? Even her husband can't keep her, and she can't even tolerate an outsider?"

I slowly stood up, step by step walking towards him.

“Tham Thanh Ha, you let her kneel there, don't you want to force me to nod and let her enter the door?”

His eyes dodged for a moment, then arched his neck and roared again.

“So what!”

"Lieu Van Nhi is gentle and kind, she is the person I love the most in this life!"

“You took over The concubine's wife is cold as ice. If I even touch you, you will hate it. You are not worthy of being my wife at all!

These words are like blades soaked in ice. There was a time when they easily stabbed me until my whole body was covered with injuries. But right now, I just find it funny.

“Are you done talking yet?”

Tham Thanh Ha was stunned, as if she didn't expect me to be so calm.

“Chieu Duong, I am not negotiating with you.”

He took a deep breath, as if giving him an ultimatum.

"Today I said clearly, I want to marry Van Nhi as my wife!"

"The child in her womb is the first child of my Tham family. I absolutely cannot let him be born without a name or status!"

With me, this eldest princess Kim Chi Ngoc Diep, sit on equal footing. Or for a Tham Thanh Ha, or for a town general.

"If you can't stand it, then ask yourself to come down and ask your father, queen, and mother to give you a decree of separation!"

“My Shen family, we will never keep a great Buddha like you!”

He shouted the last sentence, and the palace fell into a dead silence. He thought that I would cry, riot, and beg like before, humbly begging to keep him. I looked at him and suddenly burst into laughter. That smile made him feel panic for unknown reasons.

“Okay.”

“If you separate, you will separate.”

Tham Thanh Ha's expression was stiff on her face, filled with disbelief. He probably prepared thousands of words to deal with my madness, but he just didn't expect that I would agree so decisively. I passed him and walked out of the palace.

“You… what did you say?”

He muttered. I don't pay attention to him anymore. That night, I took off my flower clothes, changed into a simple outfit, took only my close maid, sat on the simplest carriage, and entered the palace. The mother-in-law is at the Buddha's hall worshiping the Buddha. After hearing my intention, the Buddha necklace in his hand suddenly stopped. Under the candlelight, his dignified and noble face did not reveal joy or sadness. After a while, the person smiled faintly. That smile carries a cold and royal aura.

"Isn't that just to make people laugh, the royal princess was forced by the servants to the point that she had to ask to be abandoned?"

The person stopped for a moment, raised his eyes, his gaze as sharp as a knife, falling on him.

“Chieu Duong, my royal daughter, there is no such thing as separation.”

"Change to bereaved husband, it will be more dignified."

Funeral husband. These two words came out of the mother's mouth, as light as a flying cloud, but carried a bloody weight. The atmosphere in the Buddha hall instantly seemed to freeze. I looked at my mother, her eyes were calm and unwavering, as if she were talking about something so ordinary that it couldn't be more ordinary.