The Husband Wants To Marry My Maid, I Take The initiative To Make Her His Wife
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Chapter 1

Chapter 1 — The Husband Wants To Marry My Maid, I Take The initiative To Make Her His Wife

Updated 10/08/2026 4 min read

"Ngoc Yen is already my person, from now on, just consider her as a sister."

The second night before the big wedding, my fiance - General Gu - stood in front of my close maid and servant and calmly said those words. I looked at the dark pink mark on Ngoc Yen's neck, neither crying nor rioting, on the contrary, smiling slightly.

"If the general and Ngoc Yen have such a deep relationship, why not directly raise her as his wife tomorrow?"

The late general was overjoyed. He thought that I loved him to the point of losing my last limit, so he immediately announced to the world that he wanted to marry a maid to be his wife. Little did he know... At the ceremony of investiture the next day, the person sitting high above in the hall was actually me - in a bright red royal princess uniform. When the eunuch finished reading the edict ordaining the concubine as the general's main wife, and at the same time, she would never be allowed to receive concubines in this life... All the young and old of the Co family knelt on the ground, their faces pale.

"Ngoc Yen... is already my person."

Co Van Tranh's voice was extremely calm, like he was talking about something so normal that it couldn't be more normal. His tall body shielded Ngoc Yen from behind. The maid who usually bowed her head and offered me tea, was now revealing half of her face from behind his arm, her eyes were timid and afraid, but at the corner of her lips she couldn't hide a hint of pride. Her collar was slightly askew, and on her white neck was a dazzling pink mark like a stray mark, so hot that it burned my eyes. Tomorrow is the big wedding day for me and Co Van Tranh. I didn't move, my fingertips gently caressed the rim of the still warm teacup, my eyes left that red streak, then fell back to Co Van Tranh's face.

“So what?”

My voice is calmer than his. It seemed that Co Van Tranh did not expect me to react like that. All of his prepared words were "unwilling love", "just give her a name", and "absolutely will not affect her status as a wife", all stuck in his throat. He frowned, looking unhappy because things were getting out of control, making his tone a bit tougher.

“Van Tinh, you have always been generous.”

“From now on, just think of her as a sister.”

He thought it was an order and a favor. I burst out laughing. Not a cold smile, not a bitter smile, but just a very normal smile. I repeated again, my eyes shifting to the cowering shadow behind him.

“Ngoc Yen, do you think so too?”

Ngoc Yen's body trembled, not daring to look at me, just tightening her grip on Co Van Tranh's sleeve.

“Slaves… servants… all obey the general.”

Her voice was as small as a mosquito's cry, but it carried a hint of suppressed excitement that was difficult to hide.

“General.” I looked at Co Van Tranh again, my body leaning slightly forward:

"A maid, how can I - this eldest princess - call you sister?"

“That doesn't follow the rules.”

Co Van Tranh's face darkened.

"So what else do you want? Must you make such a fuss that you can't recover?"

“Don't make a fuss.”

I shook my head, my smile even more genuine.

“I just feel, If the general has such a deep and meaningful relationship, only giving him the title of 'sister' is really too unfair to Ngoc Yen."

He was stunned. Ngoc Yen behind him was also stunned. In the air, only my clear voice remained, echoing in the vast, empty main hall.

“The late heroic young general, his glorious victory, is worthy of the best things in this world.”

"If you have identified Ngoc Yen as the person in your heart that you love deeply, then how can I be the villain to stop you?"

I stood up and walked towards them step by step. Co Van Tranh instinctively immediately shielded Ngoc Yen more tightly, as if afraid that I would rush in and tear her apart. I stopped three steps away from them, looking at his cautious eyes, I just felt extremely ridiculous.

“What I mean is, it's better than having fun as a couple.”

My tone is light and relaxed, as if discussing whether tomorrow's weather will be good or bad.

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