Chapter 20 — Impurity Under My Shadow

"Today, someone took the name of Queen Mother Dai Dan, abolished his inheritance temple, burned his fake remains, and announced it to the world." She pulled out her phoenix brooch and threw it towards Thanh Mu. The little prince also reached out. That small hand placed on the phoenix brooch. The golden light and the blood light collided. Thuc Ue jumped up at the same moment and took two Thanh Mu pills in one gulp. The First Emperor let out a cruel scream. "I am the son of heaven." I said softly: "You are just a dead person who still refuses to close his eyes." Thuc Ue closed its giant mouth. The Holy Mu is broken. Blood mist exploded into ash and filled the sky. The ghost image of the Immortal Emperor struggled frantically in the ashes, but was pulled back by countless ghosts. Dung Phi's figure appeared first. Then there is the old servant of the Tham family. Next are the anonymous children underground at Tran Quoc pagoda. Finally, the little prince raised his head from the Queen Mother's lap and stretched out his hand towards the emperor. It is not malicious. Just say one sentence softly. "Father, you should go." The golden light descended. The Immortal Emperor's soul was completely shattered. The first rays of morning sunlight on the horizon pass over the palace wall. Thuong Y's department was full of ashes. When Thuc Ue returned to my feet, there was only a pale shadow left. It rubbed against my palm, like a tired baby animal closing its eyes. I stroked it. "Go to sleep." "This time no one will lock you up." Three days later, Tran Quoc Temple was sealed for investigation. The Queen Mother issued an edict to review Phi Dung's old case, abolish the first emperor's title, and re-bury the little prince. Vinh Ninh Marquis Palace was stripped of its title and confiscated because of secretly performing magic to change fate. Thi Trieu was betrayed by the debt and went crazy, and spent the rest of her life locked in the Buddha Hall. Luc Hoai Canh personally presented the separation letter and marriage certificate. He stood outside the palace gate, the wound on his shoulder had not yet healed, his face pale. "Chieu Vi." "I know it's too late to say anything now." I took the peace book. "Then don't say anymore." His eyes turned red, but in the end he still gave way. When Xuan Tu helped me get into the car, she asked where I was going later. I lifted the curtain and looked at the early morning light in the distance. The neck is empty. There is no Buddha pearl. There are no shackles. Nor is it anyone's good fortune. I smiled. "Let's go to the Tham family's old house first." "Light a stick of incense for my wife." The wheels rolled down the long street. The wind blew in from outside the curtain, carrying with it the breath of early spring grass and trees. I closed my eyes and heard the wild moan deep in my bones ringing out again. This time, it is no longer besieged, no longer angry. It just silently breathes with us. It's been twenty years. In the end, we don't need to learn to be human anymore. Because we are inherently human.