Chapter 1 — Retired on the same day, I turned around and married the Regent

The cold Van Cam layer touched the skin, bringing a strange shivering feeling. Loan Phuong embroidered with gold thread mixed with peacock feather thread, reflecting brilliant halos of light. In the moment it enveloped me. Like a nirvana phoenix reborn. I don't need anyone to serve me. He quickly tied the belt and smoothed the hem of the shirt. Although the movements were not elegant enough, they were even a bit clumsy. But extremely steadfast. Chu ma ma had already stood up from the ground. She was so moved that tears filled her eyes. My trembling hands help me adjust my clothes. In his now cloudy eyes, there was only joy and pride in holding his head high. The prince smiled with satisfaction and leaned to one side.

“Miss, please.”

I lift my foot. A pair of thick-soled shoes embroidered with Loan Phuong's image stepped on the cold tile floor. One step at a time. Steadyly walk towards the door. When passing by Luc Thanh Nhuong. I didn't even bother to look at him once. He looked like a soulless clay statue. Standing frozen in place. His face was gray. Empty eyes stared at the dazzling red on his body. Look at that Loan Phuong spreading its wings. I walked past him. The gentle breeze that we carry seems to also contain irony from above looking down, without saying a word. Go to the front door. The wind and snow immediately hit my face. The jet-black chariot embroidered with golden patterns, symbolizing the supreme majesty of the Regent Royal Palace, pulled by eight jet-black horses, was quietly parked in front of the main gate of the Marquis Palace. Car curtains hang low. Can't clearly see the figure inside. The Duke personally opened the car curtain for me. A cool stream of warmth carrying the faint scent of agarwood immediately enveloped me. Just as I was about to set foot on the carriage—

“Tinh Dan——!!!”

From behind came Luc Thanh Nhuong's heart-wrenching scream, as mournful as the roar of a wild beast on the edge of a deserted road. My steps stopped. But never turned back.

"Tinh Dan! You can't leave! You can't marry him!"

He staggered forward. The voice was filled with unprecedented panic and despair. There's no longer half the coldness and nobility that I had when I read the pension book before.

"It was me who was wrong! It was me whose mind was clouded by lard! It was Lieu Nhu Yen! It was she who seduced me! It was she who drugged me, making me think she couldn't sustain life! I... I'm confused! Forgive me! Let's go home! Let's go home together, okay?"

He rushed too quickly. Stumbled on the door step. The whole person struggled and fell to the ground. I accidentally fell right next to the old cotton shirt I had just thrown away. He struggled to raise his head. Tears and runny nose. His face was covered in dirt and snow. He looked up at me standing next to the carriage, wearing the splendid and noble Loan Phuong robe. There was only pleading left in his eyes. With the same humble desire to the end.

"Tinh Dan, a day as husband and wife is a hundred days! Think of us before... think of the days when we first got married... I swear, from now on I will only treat you well! I will chase Lieu Nhu Yen away! I..."

An extremely soft, extremely cold laugh interrupted his dramatic performance of tears and snot. Not mine. That sound came from inside the car The jet-black horse is behind me. Carrying the laziness of someone who has been in a high position for too long, along with... the cold, undisguised sarcasm. The car curtains did not move. Luc Thanh Nhuong's cries were immediately choked, as if an invisible hand was squeezing his throat. He looked towards the carriage in panic.

“Ninh Vien Hau.”

The voice in the carriage rang out again, not loud, but clearly overpowering the sound of wind and snow, reaching the ears of everyone who was listening.

"The letter of retirement has been issued, the decree has been issued. Is this king's new Princess also someone you can entangle?"

Luc Thanh Nhuong felt the coldness in that voice make her whole body tremble, almost reflexively she knelt down, her forehead pressed tightly against the cold snow.

"The prince forgives the crime! The prince forgives the crime! The official... the official is suddenly confused! The official doesn't dare! The official is just... just thinking about old feelings..."

The voice in the car carried a brooding laugh, but it was colder than the wind and snow.

"Your old love, in the middle of a heavy snow day, used a letter of retirement to chase the bride out of the door, leaving her to wear a single dress and an old, tattered cotton coat?"

Luc Thanh Nhuong trembled like a leaf, unable to say a word.

“The king is in a good mood today.”