Chapter 15 — After the separation, General Quy knelt and asked me to look at him one more time

My voice is gentle and calm. Tham Ngon looked at me, at first a bit stunned, then he understood what I meant. He smiled, an extremely happy and relieved smile. "Really? That's great." He didn't mention Luc Hanh another word. Because he knows, to me right now, that person is nothing more than a number on a book. No, it's not even a number. He is no longer worthy of my eyes. 15The rain is getting heavier and heavier. Raindrops the size of beans pounded on the blue stone floor, splashing water droplets. Outside the red gate of the Tham family palace, Luc Hanh kept kneeling straight in the rain like that. The cold rainwater had long since soaked his clothes, sticking tightly to his body, outlining his thin and struggling figure. His hair was tangled and stuck tightly to his forehead, rainwater flowed down his pale cheeks, no longer able to distinguish whether it was rainwater or tears. The Tran Bac general who was once so energetic and lofty at the top, is now only an empty corpse, bit by bit gnawed away by regret. He had been kneeling here for three hours. From the first moment of gritting my teeth to endure, to then my body trembling, and now my consciousness has gradually become blurred. But he didn't dare fall down. He still has an obsession in his heart, an obsession so petty that it's laughable.—— To meet Tham Tri Dien once. He wants to talk to me. He's wrong. He is really wrong. Only after losing everything did he fully awaken. What he lost was not just power, status and wealth. What he lost was the woman who once placed all her heart and eyes on him, willing to cook soup for him in the kitchen, willing to take care of everything in the palace for him so that he no longer had any worries behind. What he lost was the Tham family, Dai Chu's strongest support. What he lost was his own brilliant future. Lieu Nhu Yen's sweet gentleness, her mother's repeated instigation, in the face of absolute power and glory, became so ridiculous, so small. Because of those obscure nothingness, he personally destroyed everything that belonged to him. How stupid! How sad! "Tri Dien..." He exhausted all his strength, hoarsely calling my name. "Tri Dien... I know I was wrong..." "You come out and see me once... just once..." "Please... look at me one more time..." His voice was drowned out in the sound of rushing rain, so small that it was insignificant. The big gate of the Tham family palace is still tightly closed as before. Inside the gate is warm light and peaceful love. Outside the gate is bone-chilling rain and endless regret. Only one door apart, they are two completely different worlds. He remembered the scene three years ago, ten miles away, solemnly carrying me back to the palace. At that time, he was a man who made the whole capital admire him. Marrying the female tiger general, having the support of the Tham family, her future is wide open. At that time, my eyes looked at him filled with starlight and love. But he himself completely extinguished that starry sky. He recalled, I once replaced him to prevent hidden arrows and plots from the enemy. He remembered, when he was injured, I didn't take off my shirt and rest for three days and three nights to take care of him. He remembered, I once told him: "Husband, you can go ahead and start a career. Everything in the house, I already have a concubine." The things in the past that he didn't care about, and even took for granted, now felt like sharp blades, piercing his heart over and over again. "Thud" with a sound. In the end, he couldn't resist.

floated, fell headfirst into a puddle of cold water, completely losing consciousness. The rain continued to fall. Wash away all dirt and sin in this world. Also washing away the regret came too late, there was no longer any value as a man. 16 Luc Hanh was carried back from the gate of the Tham family's palace by the remaining servants in the house. It is said that after being exposed to that heavy rain, he fell ill and couldn't get up. He had a high fever all day and kept calling my name in his mouth. Sometimes he called "Tri Dien", sometimes he called "Madam", sometimes he shouted in panic, "General Tham, spare your life".