Chapter 13 — The Crown Prince's Xa Te

He suddenly spoke softly, as if whispering, but also with determination: "This scale," his finger stopped in the middle of the spine, where there was a piece of dark scale, "was seriously injured, almost broken... at that time I was not able to protect her." My body trembled slightly. Formerly? He never mentioned my "before". Since I opened my eyes, I was just a fat snake in the snake tribe, and I have never had any contact with him. I raised my head in bewilderment, touching my eyes as deep as the ocean. In it, there are pent-up emotions: anxiety, sadness, longing. He sighed softly, as heavy as a thousand years: "A Vien, don't you still want to know why it's you?" I unconsciously nodded, my heart beating rapidly. He bent down, forehead to forehead, the cold dragon horn touched the scales, causing a strange shiver. Thin golden light covers me. Fragments of broken memories, strange yet familiar, flooded into my head along with a hoarse voice: 【It's not a dark cave, but a glorious palace.】 【A beautiful woman in gorgeous clothes, warm honey-colored eyes, and a dragon-shaped jade brooch in her hair, is smiling in the hallway.】 【He stands next to him, wearing majestic silver armor, his eyes burning with love.】 【The scene changes: the sky and earth are blurred, the sound of killing shakes the sky.】 【The giant ghost rushes forward, the woman tries to push him away, the black blade pierces her heart, dragon blood splashes...】 【When she falls, her lips move three words: "Let's live."】 【He hugs the gradually cold body, screams heart-wrenchingly, blood and tears mix in his golden eyes...】 The pain fiercely strangles my heart. I cried out tremblingly. Those images, strange but painful to the bone! He hugged me tightly, his voice choked and trembling: "Sorry... sorry... I couldn't protect you then... let you wander, forgetting all your past lives, even your appearance..." He cried without a sound. As for me, I was frozen on the spot. Thunder struck straight into my head. Who am I? The wife that the dragon prince once loved deeply? Is it the dragon queen shielding him, blocking a blow with death, causing the jade to crumble and the incense to vanish? So we can incubate that egg? Because that was my child? So the little golden dragon instinctively clung to me and recognized me as its mother? That's why he disregarded everything, even rebelled against the entire clan, just to keep me? So the times he stroked my scales, it was to confirm the familiar wound, the familiar scent? Everything has a reason. Not unjustified bias. It is a deep love that transcends life and death, transcends reincarnation. I am not a replacement. I am a real person. Cold snake tears flowed continuously. All anonymous emotions and beliefs have long had roots. It turns out, he has loved me for a long, long time. The little golden dragon was awakened by the noise, sleepily raised up, saw his father in tears, saw me trembling, worriedly calling out: "Father, don't cry, A-niang, don't cry..." He raised his head, his teary eyes looked at me, his voice trembling, carrying fear and pleading. "A Vien... or should I say, Tich Nhan..." he called the name of my previous life, the voice was as light as a feather, "do you... still wish?" I did not answer with words. Just use this fat, ugly snake's body to wrap tightly around him. I told him the answer. No matter who I was in my previous life, whether I was a noble dragon queen or a humble snake clan. In this life, I am his A Vien. It's Lady A of the little golden dragon. That's enough. He momentarily froze, then extreme joy and liberation flowed from his golden eyes. He hugged me tighter, as if he wanted to become one, never to leave again. Although the little golden dragon didn't understand, he felt the passionate love and happily chirped, squeezing between us, creating the warmest, strangest hug. Past lives are broken, this life is complete. The gentle mountain wind blows, carrying the scent of grass and flowers, surrounding our family. (Run out of)