Chapter 12 — That Girl Stole My Marriage, Only Then Did I Know Who I Was About To Marry

"Now that you come to beg me, isn't it because you feel that this woman is finally worth something?"

His face immediately turned pale, his lips moved slightly, but in the end he couldn't say a single word.

“When you wanted me to leave a way to live for the Marquis, did you ever leave a way for me?” I look at him:

"The day we stole the marriage, you guys never left me a way to live. The night you forced me to drink absolute soup, you guys never softened even half of it. When it came time to sell me as a concubine to someone else, you never even thought about the blood relationship."

"If from beginning to end, you have never considered me a family member...then today, don't mention the words 'family' again."

Father lowered his head, as if all his strength had been drained in an instant. When he left, his back was hunched over very clearly. I don't send you off. There are some doors that, once closed, do not need to be opened again. On the big wedding day, Chieu Vuong Palace hung lanterns and flowers everywhere, but there was no frivolous bustle on the surface like the Marquis Palace. The rituals did not lack anything, from ancient music, ritual staff, red bamboo to golden books, they were all complete, even the most fastidious people among the ancestors could not find a single word of contempt. After finishing the worship, when returning to the new room, only two dragon and phoenix candles were lit in the room. On the table lay a new marriage certificate. It was not the old marriage contract that had turned yellow in the past, but the actual contract copied by the Royal Ministry of Ceremonies according to regulations, the last page still left the place to write the name blank. I stepped forward, my fingertips lightly stopping on the paper. Then Tieu Thua Uyen also entered the room. He was still wearing the red outfit, but his eyebrows and eyes were a little softer than usual. He didn't say anything else before, but remained the same, first looking to see what was in my hand. After seeing clearly that it was a marriage certificate, he placed a pen in my palm.

“The official said that the king should write for her.” He said.

I raised my head to look at him.

“So why didn't your highness write?”

"Her name, too many people have written it for her before." He looked at me, his voice was low and steady: "This time, you wrote it yourself."

The candlelight flickered slightly. I suddenly remembered the countless times I used my fingertips to press the edge of the engagement letter, remembered the cold feeling in the palm of my hand when holding that bowl of wonderful soup, remembered the scene in the sect since that day, everyone was waiting for me to take a step back, remembered the words my father once said that the family's future is more important than the feelings of a daughter, and also remembered the look of Tong Oan Nhu crying while saying that her sister had always given in to her. But from today onwards, there will be no more need. I took the pen and on the last page of the new marriage contract, stroke by stroke wrote down my own name. Tong Van Ninh. When the last stroke fell, it was like something in my heart was finally truly at peace and returning to its rightful place. Tieu Thua Uyen stood next to me, waited until I finished writing, then took out the other half of the dragon-marked jade pendant from his sleeve and gently placed it back in my palm. The jade is still the same jade, touching it still brings a gentle cold breath. But it was no longer the same as before This is no longer a token that can only be hidden in the dark underground, waiting for others to rob it, modify it, and plan for it. I raised my head to look at him. He was also looking at me, his eyes under the candlelight becoming a little deeper:

"From now on, the marriage certificate, the message, the title... all will be her name."

I clasped that half of the jade pendant in my hand and suddenly burst into laughter.

“Your Highness.” I said softly: "This time I won't give in anymore."

He also laughed. The smile was very faint, but extremely genuine. Outside the window the night was deep, the pink light illuminated the whole room with a gentle warm light. I placed the jade pendant on the edge of the new engagement letter, just like before, gently smoothing the corner of the paper with my hand. This time, no one will be able to change that name for me. (END OF FULL TEXT)