Chapter 2 — To Dao Dao

Only when I die in the name of a virgin who kept her virginity will his life no longer have any stains. But he still wanted to plant a seed of regret in Ky Vuong's heart. I want Ky Vuong to blame himself for the rest of his life. But the truth is not like that at all. Apparently Ky Vuong originally intended to marry me. After the royal court announced the marriage, Ky Vuong went to the palace to beg the Emperor to revoke the decree. That night the rain poured down, he knelt in the rain all night long. But still to no avail. Later, he even planned to secretly take me away. It's me who won't accept it. I listened to the elder sister's words. I'm afraid he will hate me later because of that. Meanwhile, Ta Yen kneels every day at the gate of my palace, saying that he will be responsible for me. The whole family saw Ta Yen's sincerity. Everyone says this marriage is already decided, only when I marry Ta Yen will I be happy. Tell me to rest assured and wait for the auction day. But Ky Vuong believed it was true. Even though he chopped Ta Yen into thousands of pieces, his heart was still tormented because he was not determined to marry me in the past, and could never let go. My soul just followed him back to the battlefield. Followed him for many years. At first he didn't feel it at all. Gradually, it seemed he sensed my presence. Everyone said he was crazy. The Emperor then issued an edict inviting the staff of Ho Quoc Pagoda to come to the military camp to advise. The staff looked around the camp. He clasped his hands and recited: "Amitabha Buddha." Then turned and left. From then on, Ky Vuong became even more convinced that I was always by his side. He called two maids to come and clean the camp every day. Especially the bed he rested on. Ky Vuong toiled around in the military camp all year round. He was a rough person and could take a nap with just a wooden plank. But after the master left, he ordered someone to spread soft fox fur on the bed, cover it with a brocade blanket embroidered with precious silk, and even bought a dressing table that the ladies loved. There were times when he lit a candle and read the military report in the tent. When he was tired, he turned his head to look at the bed, muttering to himself: "Dao Dao, are you sleeping?" "I just changed the new blanket, do you like it? If you don't like it, remember to tell me the dream." Sometimes he lay down, deliberately tilted his body to hold someone in his arms, smiled and asked: "Dao Dao, can I hug you yet?" "Come here, let me hug you." I once tried to slowly lie down, nestled in his heart. It's just a pity... he can't hug me. In Ky Vuong's army, there were two absolutely loyal lieutenants. Seeing him muttering all day like a lost soul, they tried their best to advise: "Your Majesty, Ta Trang Nguyen's wife has passed away three years ago, you should let go. A dead person is like a extinguished light, how can she forever be entangled with you?" "Perhaps she blamed him for digging up her grave in the past? But at that time, he just didn't believe that she would commit suicide, and wanted to clearly investigate the truth of her death."Ky Vuong stood on the martial arts training ground. She shot an arrow, every arrow hit the target, smiled and replied: "No." "It's because she fell in love with me, humans and ghosts still haven't ended their love." "She hasn't been married to me yet, so her attachment hasn't gone away yet." Even I almost believed that. Actually, I don't know why my soul always follows him. Every day we are by your side. Watch him practice martial arts on the training ground. Look at him setting up his troops in battle formation in the camp. Look at him wearing armor and holding a spear, roaming the battlefield. I'm tired of looking at it forever, it's really boring. So we imitated him and learned. Even though I can't hold a long spear or a short sword, I have learned every move to form it. I thought, if on the day the palace changed that year, I would be as powerful as him in the Northern camp. Is that right?

Could I have wielded a sword and risked death against the rebels? Instead of being stripped of their clothes, they helplessly let Ta Yen ride on them, with only the deafening laughter of the rebels standing around in a circle. Therefore, even though I only have a remnant soul left, I still practice extremely hard. When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the night my eldest sister and the Crown Prince became married. The rebel army forced Ta Yen to have sex with me in front of everyone. I pulled out the sword from the traitor's waist, my movements extremely skillful. That was the move that when I was just a remnant of my soul next to Ky Vuong, I practiced over and over again thousands and thousands of times, just to practice how to draw the sword from the enemy's side, learn how to confront and kill the enemy. "Ah——" Ta Yen's fierce cry mixed with the cries of the rebels. "This bitch dares to castrate the Crown Prince!" "That's not right, we've been deceived." "He definitely didn't." It's not the Crown Prince, otherwise she wouldn't dare take action." "Quickly tell me! Where is the Crown Prince?" Several rebels simultaneously drew their swords and pointed them straight at me. They think we will be scared, cry and beg. But I am no longer the To Dao Dao of my previous life, letting people die anymore. Their goal was to humiliate the royal family, ruin the reputation of the Crown Prince and Crown Princess, and cause chaos in the court. But at this moment, the situation has completely gone out of control. The sound of screaming outside Huyen Duong Palace echoed throughout heaven and earth, the sound of horse hooves trampling the night. As long as I hold out until King Ky leads his army... Then go away. Go fight. No one is allowed to come near me. The sound of orders penetrated through each layer of palace walls, clearly reaching my ears. The rebels' faces immediately turned pale. They no longer have the heart to control me and Ta Yen. Each soldier frantically turned around, swinging their swords to fight the enemy. The formation was completely chaotic in an instant. Ta Yen lay in a pool of blood, in so much pain that she almost fainted. Cold sweat soaked his clothes, his eyes were still glued to her. Those eyes were filled with hatred, mixed with extreme humiliation.