Chapter 13 — Two Fathers

The bone scraped on the ground, making a sound that made people's teeth hurt. The Queen Mother borrowed the body of the Phung family's lady and slowly walked over. “Open the coffin.” “Let this child also see how the father he called ended up.” Ta Vo Cuu did not move. I gritted my teeth, grabbed the token, and ran to the coffin. “I open it.” Ta Vo Cuu suddenly held my hand. "Impossible." I look at that person. “If there is that person inside, we should meet.” “If it's not that person, you should know even more.” That person's eyes trembled violently. I don't know where I got the courage. Maybe because I fled here and saw so many dead people and old blood. Maybe from the moment he said I was his child, I didn't want to continue hiding behind anyone's back. I used force to push the coffin lid. The coffin lid is frighteningly heavy. In the end, Ta Vo Cuu still raised his hand. One big and one small, let's push the black board out a gap. Cold air poured out from the coffin. I held my breath and looked at it. There is no Immortal Crown Prince inside. There are no remains. There are no people. There was only one neatly folded white prince's uniform. Under the civilian clothes, half of the broken sword was pressed. The sword's hilt is wrapped in old red string. The color of the red string darkened, as if it had been soaked in a lot of blood. Ta Vo Cuu's entire body was motionless on the spot. That person stared at the outfit, his throat seemed to be blocked by something, he didn't make a sound for a long time. The Queen Mother smiled even more softly. “See clearly?” “That person is not here at all.” My heart sank. “So where is that person?” The Queen Mother looked at me, her eyes strange and pitiful. “Who told you that he died?” That sentence was like a thunderclap, so powerful that all sounds in the stone room were far away. I looked blankly at Ta Vo Cuu. The person's lips moved, but no words were spoken. Right after that, the half of the sword in the coffin suddenly shook. The red gold token in my hand also became hot. The dragon pattern on the token brightened little by little, as if there was blood flowing in the veins. The stone floor made a low rumbling sound. The bottom of the black wooden coffin slowly cracked. A secret compartment is revealed. In it were placed a silk envelope and a black jade ban. When he saw that banner, Ta Vo Cuu's breathing suddenly stopped. That person reached out to take the silk letter. The silk has yellowed, but the writing is still clear. There are only a few short lines above. Vo Cuu, if you see this letter, don't look for me. Dragon eyes do not bury the dead, only lock up the living. If A Dien lives, let her leave the capital. If she returns to this place, it means that the destiny of heaven has gone haywire. The one who kills me is not in the palace. The person who raised me is not the Queen Mother. Ta Vo Cuu read the last line, his knuckles almost crushing the silk scroll. But I just stared at one sentence. Dragon eyes do not bury the dead, only lock up the living. My biological parents may still be alive. But where are the people locked up? The Queen Mother's laughter suddenly stopped. She stared at the envelope, seemingly not expecting these words to be written inside. “No way.” "That year, everyone saw him die with his own eyes." Ta Vo Cuu slowly raised his head. The pain in my eyes was suppressed by something even colder. “So you were fooled too.” The Queen Mother's face twisted. The blue light flame suddenly turned dark green. “Nonsense.” "The Eastern Palace was destroyed by someone else." “If he is still alive, how can anyone not know?” At that moment, deep in the cold river suddenly came the sound of dragging iron chains. One hour. Another sound. Heavy, slow, as if a giant object was waking up from the ground. The white bones stopped all at once. Even the fire in the green light has dropped a bit. Ta Vo Cuu pulled me back, his eyes staring at the darkness across the river. There, a low, hoarse male voice came through the water mist. “Mother.” “It's been twelve years.” “You're still so noisy.” 13 As soon as the queen mother fell, the body of the Phung family girl who was borrowed by the Queen Mother suddenly stiffened. The green light's flame seemed to be bent by the wind, flickering brightly and darkly. Ta Vo Cuu stood in front of me, his whole body as if it were nailed to the stone floor. I poked my head out from behind his sleeve and looked deep into the cold river. Water mist rolled. The sound of iron chains c

getting closer and closer. Clatter. Clatter. Each sound seemed to drag with it the blood of twelve years. In the middle of the river surface, a dark shadow slowly emerged. What appeared first was a hand. That hand was very thin, the wrist was wrapped in a black iron chain. The other end of the chain sank to the bottom of the cold river, as if growing out of hell. Next are the shoulders, the face, and the old clothes whose colors are no longer visible. When that person raises his head, my breathing immediately stops. That person is exactly like that fake crown prince. Are not. Not the same. The fake crown prince's face is like a painting, no matter how similar it is, it has no soul. As for this person, even though his face was pale, his eyes still seemed to hide an unextinguished fire. Ta Vo Cuu's lips trembled slightly. “Your Highness.” That person looked at Ta Vo Cuu. Far from a cold river, twelve years of wind and snow, far from countless people who have died. That person laughed. Very light. The left eyebrow indeed lowered slightly. Ta Vo Cuu's eyes immediately turned red. I suddenly understood.