Chapter 10 — In this life, I won't fight anymore, I will personally bring White Moon Light back to the Marquis' Palace

I am no longer just a simple incense burner. We become a symbol, a style.

“An Ninh Quan Quan”, represents the mysticism, elegance and wealth of the East.

My value, after leaving Vinh An Marquis Palace, was revealed in an unprecedented way. Finally, after the twenty-seventh time I rejected them, the person I thought would never appear again in my life came to my door. It's Luc Than. He was not wearing the majestic court uniform of the past, only wearing a worn blue uniform, his hair was a bit messy, his eyes were redder than the last time he saw him, his whole body exuded a sense of decline in old age. He was not like his sons who were blocked outside the gate, but he was the one who came up to pay his respects, following proper protocol. I cannot refuse an official visit from a first-class marquis. We met him in the main lobby. As soon as he saw me, he stood still and stared, as if he wanted to engrave all the changes in me over the past few months deep into his eyes. After a long time, he spoke in a hoarse voice:

“She… has gotten thinner.”

I raised the teacup and gently blew away the foam, without answering. He did not feel embarrassed and continued to say:

“An Ninh and the others... all miss her very much.”

"In the palace... I also miss her very much."

“Vinh An Marquis.”

I finally opened my mouth, my voice was flat and without ripples.

“I think, between us, there is nothing worth discussing anymore.”

"Do not have!"

He suddenly got excited and took a step forward, but because of my coldness, he stopped in place.

“An Ninh, I know I was wrong.”

“We, everyone, know we were wrong.”

“Can she come back?”

"As long as you return, the position of master mother is yours, the entire Vinh An Marquis Palace is yours, even my life... is also yours."

He spoke extremely urgently, even carrying a hint of humble begging. If it were me in my previous life, hearing these words, I'm afraid I would have been moved to tears. But right now, I just feel ridiculous.

“Vinh An Marquis,”

I put down the tea cup and looked up at him.

“Home is something that needs to be nurtured.”

“When you and your sons saw it as an inn that obviously had to exist, and saw me as an errand boy willing to work hard, then that place was no longer home.”

"I used all my heart and soul to build a tall building for you."

“I thought it was our house, but you guys just see it as a stepping stone to show off your own achievements.”

“Now, I have left.”

“That building, of course, should also collapse.”

"You have to experience it for yourself, what is called - great subversion."

My words, like the sharpest blade, sliced through his entire layer of false remorse, revealing the bare core of selfishness underneath. His face instantly turned white as paper.

“No… that's not it… An Ninh, I…”

He wanted to argue, but found that every word, in the face of cruel reality, became ridiculously weak and powerless. I stood up and didn't look at him anymore.

“Vinh An Marquis, please return to the palace.”

"This place is mine, not a Buddhist hall where you can come to repent."

I turned around and walked into the inner hall, closing him and the endless regret behind him completely, forever, outside the door. Luc Than left the military district like that which, I don't know. All I know is that from that day on, he no longer appeared. My three "good sons" finally stopped continuing those useless actions. They seemed to have accepted the reality that the person who once sheltered them from the rain and wind, called "mother", could never return. Life seems to have regained its calmness. But the wind in the capital never stopped. First is the Hua family. After being completely abandoned by Vinh An Marquis, Hua Nhu Gia's spirit completely collapsed. The Hua family lost its support as the Marquis, and because of poor parenting, they became the laughing stock of the upper class, and the family's fortune quickly declined. It is said that in the end, Hua Nhu Gia was taken by servants to a family temple, morning and evening, the ancient Buddha's green light ended, ending the rest of his life. The thing called "love" and "consummation" that she pursued all her life, in the end, only a void remained. Next, are my three sons. Luc Vo, after half a year of silence, asked himself to be sent to the most arduous border region of Nam Cuong.