Chapter 9 — Two Fathers

Right in front of the banquet palace, on the side wall of the Tai Chi Palace, there are paintings of royal servants of all generations hanging. The person in the painting is gentle and dignified, his eyebrows and eyes are smiling. And this person in front of him, even the curvature of the corner of his eyes is the same. It's just that his eyes are too empty. Empty as if someone had ripped out my soul, leaving only a layer of skin. The sword in my father's hand slowly lowered, then suddenly raised. “Who are you?” The other person smiled. “General Shen, don't even recognize your ancestors?” His voice is the same. Mild. Clarity. But it makes my spine cold. Ta Vo Cuu stood in front of me, blood still flowing from his shoulder. That person looked at the other person, his eyes were so cold that there was no sign of any movement. “The face is quite similar.” The smile on the other person's lips faded a bit. Ta Vo Cuu said again: "But that person has never smiled like that." My father tilted his head to look at that person. Ta Vo Cuu stared at that face, saying word by word: "When His Highness smiles, the left eyebrow will slightly lower." "When I was a teenager, I injured my right hand while practicing swordplay. When I raised my sleeve, I covered the scar first." “Before talking, if you are unhappy, you will look out the window once.” “You are like that person.” “But you are not that person.” The other person's face finally changed. I suddenly understood that Ta Vo Cuu was not painless. He just presses all the pain into his bones. The other person slowly raised his hand and touched his face. "My lord's gratitude is truly deep and meaningful." Ta Vo Cuu smiled coldly. “Are you also worthy of mentioning the word love?” The other person took a step forward. Uncle Thuong immediately raised his sword to block in front of me. Uncle Tan supported Ta Vo Cuu and said in a low voice: "Master, we can't wait any longer." Ta Vo Cuu did not move. The other person looked at me. His eyes fell on my face like a snake's tongue sliding across my skin. “Is this your daughter?” I retreated behind Ta Vo Cuu. Ta Vo Cuu raised his sleeve to obscure his vision. “Look one more time, I'll gouge your eyes out.” The other person laughed. “Can you bear it?” "This face of mine is the face you could never find again when you begged for it in your dreams a thousand times." Ta Vo Cuu's fingertips suddenly tightened. I heard that person's breathing become erratic for a moment. My father's face darkened, the sword left his hand and flew out. The sword was like a cold light, rushing straight to the other person's throat. He doesn't avoid it. The tip of the sword stopped half an inch from his neck. It's not that my father is soft-hearted. Suddenly, in the darkness, a hand reached out and grabbed the sword. That hand was dry and white, with gray-green nails. Immediately afterwards, the underground doors on both sides of the stone chamber opened at the same time. Each figure wearing old armor stepped out. Their steps were stiff, their faces were bloodless, and their bodies still smelled like rotten wood. My scalp is tense. Those people were all wearing old armor from the Eastern Palace. It was as if they had been dead for many years and were pulled out of their graves. Often urges him to say a sentence. “What the hell is this?” Crown Prince Jia slowly said: "That year, more than three hundred people from the Eastern Palace did not all turn into ashes." “The Queen Mother cannot bear it.” “She kept a few bones.” “Use breeding equipment, use bells to control.” “Waiting for today is today.” He raised his hand. In the sleeve hangs a string of small green bronze bells. The bell rang, and the people wearing old armor raised their heads in unison. I see their eyes emit a blue light just like the Phung family's lady. My stomach rolls. Ta Vo Cuu lowered his voice: "Don't look." But we still see cards on a person's waist. Above are engraved two words Dong Cung. There is also a name. Co Chieu. I suddenly turned my head. The skeleton in the middle of the stone chamber still sits neatly under the lamp. There was also a broken tiger mark on the side of that skeleton. Hai Co Chieu. A skeleton. A living corpse. My voice trembles. “Who is real?” Ta Vo Cuu did not answer. Co Chieu's skeleton suddenly made a very small cracking sound. The skeleton had been sitting for twelve years, but little by little it raised its head. Ba Tan's face turned pale. “No way.” Crown Prince Jia smiled softly: "Ta Vo Cuu, you are worshiping the wrong person." "That year Co Chieu blocked your pursuit and was already trained into a drug user." “The skeleton in front of you is just a bait placed by the Queen Mother

Here to hook you.” Ta Vo Cuu's face was terrifyingly white. My father placed his hand firmly on that person's shoulder. “Don't listen to his nonsense.” But the pharmacist wearing old armor stepped under the lamp. He stiffly turned his head. His blue eyes surpassed everyone, landing on Ta Vo Cuu. A hoarse, broken voice emerged from his throat. “Your highness.” Ta Vo Cuu's whole body was shocked. That lady's voice seemed to open the bloody night of the Eastern Palace twelve years ago. Crown Prince Jia raised the bell and smiled coldly. “Try to dominate.” “I hate her.” 09 As soon as the bell rang, Co Chieu's body suddenly tensed up. The long sword in his hand slowly raised, the tip of the sword pointed straight at me. My father stepped forward to block me. But Ta Vo Cuu is faster than him. That person raised his hand to cover my eyes and pressed me into his arms. “Don't look.” I heard the sound of swords cutting through the wind. Also heard my father whisper a sentence.