Chapter 10 — Bloody Moon Dew

His words resonated, full of promise and courage. I looked into those sincere eyes, and my heart couldn't help but be moved. In this cold palace, he is the only person who has ever given me warmth. We are fellow human beings, comrades in arms, each other's only comfort. Perhaps staying is not a bad choice. I just wanted to reach out and hold his hand. Suddenly, a sharp pain came from my wrist. Startled, I withdrew my hand and looked down. On the wrist, there was an unusual feeling of stiffness. Just like the people I pushed into hell, the people who turned into stone statues under my hands. My heart sank. I understand. The fate of the dew flower is to be consumed. Whether you are torn apart by mortals, or like me, using all your spiritual power to take revenge, in the end, you will be destroyed. My spiritual power, in motivating the curse, in the revenge plan that shook the Nine Worms, has long been exhausted. This body also begins to go down the path of decay and petrification. I, too, cannot escape the fate of a flower. I raised my head, looked at Ta Vo Cuu's hopeful eyes, and smiled softly. The smile is a bit sad, but also a bit of letting go.

“Ta Vo Cuu, my revenge has been avenged.”

“But my path is not here.”

I cannot save it. I don't want to become a spiritual flower imprisoned in a high wall, withering away day by day. I don't want him to see with his own eyes how little by little I turn into ice. What's more, he didn't want to. Because of me, he followed in his father's footsteps and frantically searched for the so-called "save the law". I gave him a sheet of prescriptions that had been written a long time ago.

"This is the final prescription. The medicine in this can completely eliminate the flower spirit bloodline in your body, helping you become a true, complete mortal."

“Forget about those vague demonic things.”

I looked at him and seriously advised: "Be a good emperor." Ta Vo Cuu's body trembled violently. He looked at me full of pain, in his eyes he was torn and couldn't bear it. He wanted to say something, but in the end, he was speechless. He understood that forcing me to stay was just repeating his father's tragedy. The more he understood, a proud soul like me would absolutely refuse to become a beautiful robe in a cage. Finally, he slowly nodded.

“One word.”

It's just one word, but it's as heavy as a heavenly army. For me, he opened the gate that once imprisoned my mother, and also imprisoned countless other women. He promised me — freedom to go, freedom to return.

12

I left the palace. He didn't bring any gold, silver or jewels, just wore a simple outfit, like when he came, he was alone. I return to the valley where I and my mother were first transformed. Everything here is still the same as in memory. The grass is green, the stream is flowing, and the hillsides are filled with the pure white of moon dew and flowers. I found a rock, where my mother used to like to sit the most, and sat quietly. My body is becoming more and more stiff. My vision also gradually became blurred. I know my time is short. But we are not afraid. In my heart, there is an unprecedented peace. I have avenged my mother's blood hatred. The vicious cycle of evil that a corrupt clan has lasted for hundreds of years has ended. Met Ta Vo Cuu - who also had a hatred as deep as the ocean, but in the end chose a new life. Call Our life, although short, is also full. I sat on the rock, silently watching the moon gradually rise from the valley horizon. I remember my mother's radiant, innocent face. Remember Ta Vo Cuu's cold yet gentle eyes when looking at me. Remember the faces distorted by terror of the enemies on Dang Tien station that night. Everything, like a big dream. Now, the dream should wake up. I emptied the last bit of spiritual energy in my blood, awakening the flower soul sleeping deep within me. My body, in the pure moonlight, gradually disappeared. Turning into thousands of tiny, transparent and sparkling points of light, flying in the night sky. Those bright spots are the seeds of the moon dew flowers. They flew with the wind, scattered in all four directions, falling on every inch of land in this valley. But those seeds, the moment they hit the ground, had all their spiritual energy erased by me. From now on, they will only bloom into the most ordinary little white flowers on earth. No longer has the effect of immortality, no longer attracts greed or leads to the killing of people in the world. I use my own life to completely cut off that evil relationship. This is our ending. It's also our new beginning. … Spring next year. The new emperor, Ta Vo Cuu, went alone to the ancient valley. He no longer saw the lonely, cold and arrogant moon flower. All I see are mountains and hills covered with an unknown white flower, pure and simple. They sway with the spring breeze, full of vitality, brilliance and freedom. He stood among the sea of flowers for a long, long time. Finally, quietly turned around and left. His back was straight, determined not to turn around. He will become a great king, opening a new era of prosperity. As for this world, from now on, there will be no more moon dew and flowers. There are only thousands of small, ordinary but beautiful flowers, blooming all over the mountains and hills, quietly witnessing a spirit that once loved, once hated, and a dynasty that has just been reborn.