Chapter 10 — Minh VI

The day before the execution, in the cold prison, a solemn-faced warden carrying a long-prepared letter of separation came in front of Tieu Triet and forced him to sign his name. Tieu Triet twitched on the dirty straw. Hearing that, he immediately raised his head. His eyes were filled with blood, glaring at the peace book as if he had seen something extremely terrible. He shook his head frantically, his voice hoarse in protest:

"No... I won't sign! I am your husband! Live in the same bed, die in the same grave! I absolutely will not separate!"

The warden looked down from above, without a trace of pity in his eyes, only cold contempt, spitting at him:

"Phi! Are you worthy of dying in the same grave? The princess's last wish during her lifetime was to cut off all ties with you, no longer having any entanglements! The Queen Mother has instructions, she must fulfill the princess's wish, absolutely not letting her under the golden stream still entangle her reputation with a cruel thing like you!"

These words, like the sharpest ice hammer, fiercely penetrated the last line of defense in Tieu Triet's heart. He suddenly stiffened, his pupils trembling violently. It seemed that only now did he truly understand that the letter of separation I gave him at that time was not anger, not a trick, but a complete... disgust and ending. She really... doesn't need him anymore. Even after death, I don't want to have even the slightest connection with him. Despair and a giant collapse instantly consumed him. He fell limply to the ground, screaming like a wild animal, over and over again using his head to hit the cold, damp wall, frantically as if he had lost his mind. As for Linh Lung, imprisoned in the same prison, after learning the verdict, she did not cry loudly as usual. On the contrary, she showed a strange smile, full of satisfaction. She stood behind bars, looking at the collapsing Tieu Triet, her voice was gentle, even carrying a bit of dreaminess:

"Brother Triet, it's okay... on Hoang Tuyen Street, we can still be friends... we can die with you, that's fine."

That sentence, like the last straw, completely crushed Tieu Triet. He suddenly stopped banging his head, looked up, his blood-stained face twisted into an expression of extreme hatred and madness, glaring at Linh Lung:

“To die with you? To be friends with you? Are you worthy?!”

His voice was hoarse like a devil's roar,

"It's you! It's you - this evil woman - who killed her! Stole Minh Vi from me! Why do you use your dirty life to exchange her life?! Why do you want to die with me?! I would rather have my soul scattered, and absolutely not be on the same path as you!"

After saying that, he exhausted all his strength and fiercely rushed headlong into the hardest stone wall next to him! A dull sound rang out. Blood splashed. Yet he... ended his life and died so decisively. Before he breathed out, his eyes were scattered looking into nothingness, blood bubbled out of the corner of his mouth, still muttering deliriously:

"Minh Vi... wait for me... I'll come... find you... make amends..."

My soul floating in the air, listening to that late and distorted "deep feelings", only felt extremely sarcastic, rising in the stomach. had a terrible nausea. Luckily, there are still people who understand me. Tieu Duong used money to bribe the prison, not allowing Tieu Triet's body to be shrouded and buried. She personally led people, dragged the body that once made her princess fall in love, and in the end caused the princess to die in despair, out to a desolate cemetery, without mercy, throwing it into an unclean place, letting stray dogs gnaw on it. She stood alone in the middle of a cold wasteland, the cold wind blowing her clothes. She looked at that body gradually being swallowed up, there were no tears in her eyes, only cold hatred and a determination as if a burden had been lifted. She gritted her teeth, cursing that filth word by word:

"Let the wild dogs devour you! Your intestines are exposed! Your bones are chewed to pieces! See how you can still find the princess! See how you can still stain your path of reincarnation! You will never want to get close to me again! Never hope to!"

Once everything was done, Tieu Duong did not turn back. She took the remaining silver, changed her luggage, and set out alone, heading to the Northwest border - the place I once fought and protected. She doesn't want to get married, she doesn't want to be imprisoned in the backyard. She said, she would go on my behalf to see the winds and sands of foreign lands that I had not yet seen, ride the handsome horses that I had not yet ridden enough, and live for me a life of freedom and liberty that I had not yet had the opportunity to fully live. And my soul, in the sky of that cemetery, completely disappeared, returning to the real world. The sun is beautiful and the cool breeze blows by. There is no longer any lingering fate, no more betrayal or hurt, only a completely new life and infinite possibilities are waiting for us ahead. True freedom only officially begins now. RUN OUT OF