Chapter 13 — The day he established me, I did not make a fuss, 17 days later, he searched the world looking for me

It is the hope and reliance of thousands of people in the world towards him. He slowly opened his eyes and looked towards the bed. There, the woman was quietly sleeping. She is the disaster of his life. It's an obsession he can't let go. It's also... his only weakness. If he leaves. What will happen to her? With her current body, how long can she last? If he leaves now, I'm afraid this life... will never have a chance to see her again. That thought, like a blade, fiercely stabbed straight into his heart. Pain to the point of not being able to breathe. Giang Son, beauty, , 'you/ . From ancient times until now, it has always been the king's most difficult choice. But when it was his turn... it didn't seem like a difficult choice anymore. Right when his mind was in extreme pain, he couldn't decide. When he left the room, a few doctors and the eldest lady rushed in to check Du Van's pulse... In just a blink of an eye, the faces of all of them changed simultaneously, as white as paper. Their eyes met in horror, and before they could say a word, they frantically rushed out from the interior. The head physician made a "thud" sound and fell to the ground.

“It's not over!”

“Your highness… your majesty's veins… are about… about to disappear!”

Ta Than's mind made a "beep" sound, completely blank. He rushed to the bed and grabbed Du Van's hand. That hand was cold... like a block of thousand-year ice. There was no longer a trace of the breath of the living.

“How did it turn out like this!”

He turned his head and shouted at the doctors and doctors.

“Didn't you say you could hold out a little longer!”

The old physician's whole body trembled, like a dry leaf in the middle of a hurricane, almost unable to stand.

"Niang Niang... your heart is gone, all your vitality... is just hanging on a fragile breath."

"Just now... the heavy snow has penetrated the body, I'm afraid that little bit of it... is about to dissipate..."

“Unless what!” Ta Than's voice sounded like a dying man who had grabbed a stake to save his life.

“Unless we find the legendary herb… Snow Heart Grass!”

"Snow Tam Grass grows in extremely cold places, on top of snowy mountains, only blooms once a hundred years. It has the effect of reviving the dead and regenerating bones and tendons!"

"It's just... Thuong Van Mountain has a dangerous terrain, covered with snow all year round, people who go up the mountain... nine of them die, one of them live..."

Thuong Van Son. Tuyet Tam Thao. In Ta Than's eyes, a ray of madness flared up again. He looked at the letter in his hand. Looking at the person on the bed again, his breathing was as thin as silk. He has made a decision. He walked to the front of the court and picked up the lipstick. On the back of the newspaper, write down a line of dragons flying and phoenixes dancing.

"National affairs, temporarily entrusted to Uncle Tinh Vuong, regent of the country."

He brought the letter, along with his personal jade pendant, to Vuong Duc.

“Immediately transmitted to the capital.”

Vuong Duc knelt on the ground, tears streaming down his face.

"Your Majesty! Absolutely impossible!"

"You are the monarch of a country, how can you abandon the country and society because of your own selfish interests?"

Ta Than paid no attention to him. He turned around and looked at the leader of the dark guard behind him.

“Prepare the best horse, guide the best.”

“Gather all the secret guards.”

“I want to… personally go to Thuong Van mountain.”

He stopped for a moment and turned his head to look at the bed. The eyes looking at Du Van were the kind of obsession that was enough to destroy heaven and earth.

“Without her.”

“This country... I keep it, it still has meaning What?"

Ta Than left. Early in the morning after the big snow had just melted. He did not carry any ceremonial staff to indicate his status as the Nine Fifth Supreme Being. Only brought along half of the hidden guards that could be mobilized in the restaurant... along with the guide who had hastily found them the night before. The remaining half of the secret guards were divided into two groups, one group guarded the headquarters, the other group escorted the envoy carrying the approved secret letter, along with his jade pendant, and quickly returned to the capital day and night. He handed Du Van, along with the fragile hope that he didn't know if it would come true or not... to Vuong Duc.

“Take good care of her.”

Before leaving, he said just one sentence. His voice was hoarse, carrying an absolute determination that left no room for doubt. Vuong Duc knelt in the snow, looking at the group of people on horses, like arrows leaving the string, disappearing into the vast white end. Old tears flowed. He knew that His Majesty's trip... was betting on his life, and the fate of the Dai Ha nation. What he left behind... was a lady who was almost out of breath, and a court without a ruler, swaying before the storms. Thuong Van Son. Located at the northern tip of Dai Ha, where it is extremely cold. That place is covered with snow all year round, and human footprints are rarely seen. In legend, it is a frozen land that gods left behind in the human world. Ta Than's group rode without stopping, day and night. Don't dare stop for even a moment. Because they know, they are racing against the King of Hell. He was so tired that he fell down, so he leaned on the horse's back and took a nap. Food is prepared dry food, chewed and swallowed with snow water.