Chapter 13 — The day I stopped taking care of the books, the Marquis Palace collapsed

His hands are very steady. After completing the ceremony, we entered the new room together. He personally took off the phoenix crown for me. Extremely gentle movements. I looked at his face at that close distance and suddenly remembered that that year Bui Huyen Do also removed his phoenix crown for me. I'm just sorry... I don't know if many of you read this article, it's only here. That marriage, right from the start, was full of old debts. And this time it's different. There are no exes. There is no deficit. There is no longer any chaotic situation that requires us to stand up for anyone else. Ninh Van Tieu put the phoenix aside, then sat down next to me.

“What are you thinking?”

“Calculating accounts.”

His eyebrows slightly raised.

“Does the wedding night even count?”

I seriously say:

“I'm calculating how much I've lost in this life... and how much I've gained.”

He asked in a low voice:

“What was the result?”

I look at him. Then burst out laughing.

“From today…”

"It's a capital of four words."

Ninh Van Tieu also laughed. He reached out and grabbed my hand, his palm was extremely warm.

"Cui Linh Nghi, in the future you want to manage the world's accounts, this king has your back."

“If you don't want to manage…”

“It depends on her.”

My eye sockets get a little hot.

“Aren't you afraid that I have too much control over you?”

He bowed his head and gently kissed my fingertips.

“This king's fortune is very large.”

"There is a shortage of a royal concubine who knows how to manage things."

I finally burst out laughing. The candlelight swayed gently. Outside the window, the spring wind blew red curtains. In that moment, I suddenly felt... The most profitable thing in my life was leaving Vu An Hau's palace. Many years later. Bui Huyen Do still did not return to the capital to stay for long. He achieved victories in the Northwest and eventually became a true general. Every year during the holidays, he sends someone a book. Not a love letter. Just recording money going back and forth. I still accept. Still approved. Still not responding to any private messages. It is said that he has never remarried. It is said that Vu An Hau's palace is no longer as prosperous as in the past. It is said that every year he passes by the capital, but from beginning to end he has never dared to step into the street where the Regent Palace is located. Those heard words... In the end, they are just hearsay. We have more important things to do. Thanh Truong Company is expanding more and more. Women joining the army to become officers is also gradually becoming a common thing. Sometimes in private, Ninh Van Tieu even deliberately gave me a chaotic notebook.

“Your Highness, help me manage this king?”

I glared at him.

“Your Majesty, this is for personal use.”

He smiled again very calmly.

“This king's people…”

“This king can use it however he wants.”

I raised my eyebrows.

“What did the king just say?”

He immediately changed his words.

“This is the king… belongs to the princess.”

I nodded with satisfaction. The book in front of me was opened, filled with money flowing back and forth. I held the pen and slowly lowered each stroke. Outside the window, sunlight just fell. What I manage is no longer anyone's rotten debt. It's the heaven and earth we choose for ourselves. (END OF FULL TEXT)