Chapter 10 — As soon as I left, he immediately closed the entire city

"Do you remember..." Ly Triet's eyes were calm, but no one knew that his heart was as cold as ashes.

“I used to like To Le.”

“You had a deep love for me when you were young?”

In his sleeve were eighteen letters. Each painting is written about nostalgia, desire, and fear of loss. Those feelings... had never appeared in him before. But that handwriting is indeed his. He once liked To Le, and once stood in front of the royal mausoleum and silently wished two things. One is to become a wise man whose name will last forever. Second, marry To Le as your only wife in this life. Trieu Van burst out laughing.

“Your Highness, you better listen carefully.”

Wanting to get revenge on Ly Triet, Trieu Van did not hide anything and told all the old stories between teenagers Ly Triet and To Le. The registration subject protects the opposite. Heart and mind match. He was quiet and suspicious. She is intelligent and brilliant. In an era where their parents' words were heavier than the sky, they were fortunate to be tolerated by their elders and love each other righteously.

“Ly Triet, I used to be jealous of you.”

Trieu Van smiled faintly.

“That's it, your highness, why mention a dead person anymore…”

Ly Triet's eyes suddenly turned red. In fact, he had already remembered everything. It's just that the moment he saw Tieu Tinh Nhu for the first time, he felt like he should love her. He himself knew it was his fault. And now, countless people told him that that feeling should have belonged to his wife, To Le. But she is dead. In the end, Ly Triet collapsed, his heart was empty and vague.

"You were wrong. I don't know if the yellow spring will meet again, will she still forgive me or not."

“She won't.”

Trieu Van laughed.

“Because she doesn't want to see His Highness again.”

Ly Triet has left. Before leaving, his eyes were bloodshot, his hair was messy, and his voice was hoarse with anger.

"I absolutely will not forgive those who dare to bully Tieu Le. I don't want them to die in peace."

Having finished speaking, he left Trieu Van injured, lying motionless beside the bed. To Le sighed softly.

“You don't need to anger him.”

Trieu Van squeezed her arm again, trying to suppress the pain.

"Tieu Le, I'm also very powerful. I just let him go."

He hesitated a bit then asked.

“The Crown Prince has remembered.”

“You wouldn't want to go back to him, would you?”

I was stunned for a moment, then shook my head firmly.

"That year, I married him willingly. But I never went back."

Three days later. I followed Trieu Van on the horse and left. Not long after I left, the Tieu family was discovered by the emperor to be colluding with foreigners, and the entire family was exiled. The main evidence is the secret letters found under Tieu Tinh Nhu's pillow. When she was still dreaming of the day she would be crowned Crown Princess, Ly Triet personally ordered the confiscation of the Tieu family's assets. Tieu Tinh Nhu knelt down and begged him. But the crown prince who once loved her so much turned his back on her. He coldly ordered someone to plunge her into ice water, almost drowning. Ly Triet smiled coldly.

"In this life, don't expect to die easily. Without my permission, you cannot die."

From then on, she was locked in the stable and subjected to whipping every day. Suffered for sixty years. In the end, he bit his tongue and died. After Ly Triet ascended the throne, he took in countless concubines, but There is not a single child under the pillow. Finally, he chose a descendant from the family, personally trained him, and established him as a reserve army. As for me, I lived in Nam Tai for decades, lived my whole life as an embroiderer, and never returned to my homeland. Later, Ly Triet died. Before he died, Trieu Van came to see me and asked:

“Tieu Le, do you want to go back and see him once?”

I focused on looking at each needle in my hand, shaking my head slightly.

"No need. My work is not finished yet."

After Ly Triet passed away, he was not buried in the royal mausoleum, but chose a grave at Trieu Thien Ho. The courtiers simultaneously protested, but the new emperor took out Ly Triet's last will, only then to block all objections. Then again later. Trieu Van also left. I live a long time, so long that fewer and fewer people know me. All people know is that on a ten-mile long street, there is an old embroiderer with unusually exquisite skills. The year I passed away, a young man walked into the shop. He pointed to the slightly faded but still vibrant red veil, smiled and said:

“Old lady, my fiancee really likes this red veil.”

I have a hot temper and immediately chased him out. Who would have thought that that young man would come every day. He helps me chop firewood, split wood, and take care of the shop. Half a year has passed. I said coldly to him:

"It's not that I can't bear to sell it. This is the red veil from the day I got married, and yet I've lived my entire life as a widow."

The young man said again:

"I don't blame her. She and I have a deep and loving relationship, enough to protect each other through wind and rain."

My face, which was originally cold, softened a bit.

“If you need it, just take it.”

The young man left a piece of gold, knelt down to worship me, then turned around to leave.

"Wait." I call him back.

“What is your name?”

The young man did not turn around, just left a sentence, then walked away.

“The family name is Ly, so my family name is Ly.”

It was a winter day. The sunlight shines on me, making me a little panicked. I slowly closed the embroidery shop door. I have lived enough. It's time to go down to Hoang Tuyen. (FULL TEXT)