Chapter 14 — My Husband and I Were Reborn Together

He laughed, tears falling again.

“She was once sincere towards me.”

"It's because I don't know how to appreciate it."

The dungeon was so quiet that there was only the slight sound of iron chains hitting each other. After a while, he asked.

"If in that life, on the big wedding day, I wouldn't have left her behind to go find To To."

"If I had worshiped her from the beginning, we would have been a good husband and wife."

“Will things be different?”

I look at him. Suddenly felt very funny. In my previous life, I waited for this question for a long time. Waiting for the father to die, the elder brother to die, brother A to be falsely accused, and the Ta family to bleed all over the ground. Waiting until I was swallowed by the fire, I couldn't wait for him to ask what if. Now he asked. But it's late. I said softly: "Yes." Bui Kham's eyes immediately lit up in an instant. But I looked at him and continued calmly.

“But unfortunately, there are no ifs in this world.”

The light in his eyes disappeared. I turned around and left the dungeon. Behind me I heard his voice calling me. I don't turn back. He called out again. This time, his voice was so choked that it was almost broken.

“Ah Uan, I'm sorry.”

I walked out of the prison door. The sunlight outside fell on my shoulders, so warm that it almost made me want to cry. But I don't cry. In front of Ngo Mon, people crowded. Bui Kham was forced onto the execution ground. The executioner stood behind him, the scimitar in his hand glinting with cold light under the sunlight. The beheading officer threw down the order. Blood splashed onto the green stone floor. In the crowd, cheers rang out. I stood in a hidden corner of the tea house, watching that scene from afar. Bui Kham's head rolled to the ground. All the resentment between me and him finally ends here. Xuan Hoa stood next to me and asked in a low voice: "Miss, are we going back to the palace?" I put down the tea cup. I turned around and left. Don't turn back. A year later, the royal situation was stable. The Crown Prince was made the head of the country, and the Queen also invited me into the palace many times to chat. We no longer mention Bui Kham. I no longer dream of the fire of my past life. In early spring of that year, I used an old building of the Ta family to open the first female school. On the first day of school, there was a new sign hanging outside the door. On it were written four words.

“Ta Thi Nu Hoc.”

The Queen personally sent someone to deliver pens, books and a horizontal painting. On the diaphragm is written:

“Women are self-reliant.”

I stood under that horizontal screen, watching each young lady enter the school gate. Some people come from a wealthy background. Some people are loving daughters. There are also people who are just daughters of ordinary families. Their eyes were filled with anxiety, curiosity, fear, and then gradually brightened. I suddenly understood. In my previous life, I lived too long in the words husband. In this life, I don't want to live like that anymore. This world is unfair to women. If no one is willing to pave the way. Then let me be the first one to hold the knife and cut the thorns. And love between men and women. It's okay to have it. It's okay if you don't have it. In this life, we just need ourselves to live well. (FULL TEXT)