Chapter 2 — The Husband Wants To Marry My Maid, I Take The initiative To Make Her His Wife

"Tomorrow is already a day of great joy, blessings from dragons and phoenixes, robes and everything are available."

"If the general is sincere, why not directly raise Ngoc Yen to be your wife."

Co Van Tranh's pupils suddenly constricted violently. He stared at me, as if wanting to find even a trace of anger, jealousy or madness on my face. But he found nothing. On my face there was only a calm and peaceful smile.

“Are you… telling the truth?”

His voice was hoarse, filled with disbelief.

"A gentleman speaks one word, not to mention I'm still the eldest princess."

I tilted my head slightly, looking at Ngoc Yen who was completely dumbfounded behind him.

"So, she will no longer be something whose origin my sister doesn't know, but will be able to become Mrs. Co with integrity."

“General, do you think this proposal is good?”

Ngoc Yen's breathing immediately became rapid. Old lady! Those three words were like a thunderclap in the clear sky, hitting so hard that her whole body trembled. A layer of red with joy almost immediately appeared on his face. She suddenly raised her head to look at me, her eyes no longer had the shyness and fear from before, but instead were greedy and impatient and couldn't wait any longer. Co Van Tranh's throat moved slightly up and down. He looked at me, the last trace of doubt in his eyes was swept away by his own arrogance and the huge temptation before him. Does he love me? Probably yes. But he loved himself even more, the more he loved the feeling of holding the princess in the palm of his hand, toying with her and manipulating her at will. In his eyes, the fact that I proactively gave up my position as concubine was not a ploy, but proof that I loved him to the point of losing myself, being humble to the point of dust. A woman, and even a princess, could actually do this for him. That satisfied his vanity as a man to the extreme. It almost burst out of his mouth, his voice filled with irrepressible joy.

"Van Tinh, you can rest assured, even if Ngoc Yen is my wife, I will always have your place in my heart!"

“My Co family will absolutely not mistreat you!”

He thinks that this is still a blessing. I smiled and nodded, obedient and gentle like a tamed cat.

“So why is the general still standing there blankly?”

I spoke up to remind him.

"Changing a new bride is a big deal. Anyway, we should announce it to the world so that the general's parents and relatives can prepare early."

"Yes! That's right!"

Co Van Tranh seemed to have just woken up from a dream, pulling Ngoc Yen's hand, so excited that her entire face turned red.

"I'll go to work now! Van Tinh, you really... understand great causes so well!"

He dragged Ngoc Yen - who was almost about to faint from happiness - quickly walked out, unable to wait any longer but wanted to immediately announce his victory and my "submission". When she reached the door, Ngoc Yen turned her head to look at me. Those eyes were filled with boasting and pity. It was like looking at a pitiful person who had been completely defeated by her, leaving nothing left. I stood still, the smile on my face slowly disappearing. I watched their backs disappear outside the door, the night wind blowing my large sleeves. I raised my hand and slowly pushed The tea cup I just touched reached the edge of the table. The tea cup fell to the ground and broke into thousands of pieces. The clear sound echoed. This night… is still very long. Co Van Tranh's speed of action is faster than we can imagine. In less than an hour, the news that General Co's palace suddenly changed his bride right before the big wedding, not marrying the eldest princess but instead marrying a servant as his main wife, seemed to have sprouted wings and flew to every corner, large and small, in the capital. I became the biggest joke in the world. An eldest princess was robbed of her husband by her own maid. A woman so humble that she proactively gave up her position as main wife. Gossip and criticism are like dirty spider webs, coming from all directions, wanting to surround us and suffocate us.