558 Yu Jun’s last message [Bonus chapter]

When the flashback ended, Lóng Wei gazed again at the portrait of his mother. He was guilty of not hearing from her that day. If he wanted, he could save her. However, he neglected his mother’s pain. He did not try to understand why she talked in a strange way to him.

Tears poured down from her eyes and he lowered his head. “I took a lot of time to find the truth. Yuze told me that the truth cannot be hidden for a long time. I did what you told me, but at the expense of a lot of lives. Forgive me for always telling people how much I hate you. Forgive me for not being present at your funeral or any of your death anniversaries. I truly hope that Mother has found peace,” Lóng Wei said while sobbing. He lifted his arm to wipe the tears from the sleeves of his robes, but the tears did not stop.

Lóng Wei profusely cried and leashed out the pain that was hidden in his heart for a long time. Mingquan kept watching Lóng Wei and did not go to him until Lóng Wei turned stable.

Lóng Wei tilted his head when he saw Mingquan walk past him and burned an incense stick on the burner. He took the steps back and sat next to Lóng Wei.

“It was a horrible and painful night for Brother Lóng Wei. It must be tough for him all these years to keep the truth to himself. Mother Yu must have found her peace today. Her son finally came to her to share what he felt,” Mingquan said and turned his head to look at Lóng Wei.

“Thank you for keeping the truth to yourself, Brother Mingquan,” Lóng Wei expressed his gratitude.

“Brother Lóng Wei does not need to thank me. He blamed himself for taking the life of his mother all these years. He chose to be called a sinned prince and that hurt me more. He is a powerful spirited person to do so,” Mingquan praised Lóng Wei a bit. He wanted to lighten Lóng Wei’s mood.

“But I had held that sword. I should not have walked away and even if I did, I would have taken the sword with me. It was my carelessness toward my mother. If only I had gone to the other province far from the palace, she would be alive. Since I could not save her, so I took the entire blame. I killed her in a way,” Lóng Wei said as more tears rolled down his cheeks.

Mingquan placed his hand over Lóng Wei’s hand and told him not to think that way anymore. “How did Brother Lóng Wei find out that Father forced Mother Yu that night to reveal the truth about your birth?” He then asked.

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“It came to my mind in the morning. I always considered my mother despising me because she was stuck in the palace because of me. If the prophecy was never there, we did not have to suffer to this extent,” Lóng Wei proclaimed.

“Then, we all have to suffer because of Father. More bloodbaths would have occurred in the palace. The entire kingdom would be in chaos. Monk Yuze must have predicted that,” Mingquan stated.

“A good outcome comes with a lot of suffering,” Lóng Wei said and looked at his mother. “He suffocated my mother for fifteen years. An easy death would be an injustice to my mother. I will give a slow death to Qiu Zedong. I want him to beg me to kill him instantly, but he will not get it,” he muttered.

“Brother Lóng Wei has full rights to punish Father,” Mingquan said and put his hand inside the inner pocket of the cross-collar robe that he had worn. He took out an old paper that had turned yellowish brown and handed it to Lóng Wei.

“What is it?” Lóng Wei asked.

“The last message of your mother,” Mingquan replied.

Lóng Wei was astonished for a second and then promptly opened it. “How did Brother Mingquan find it?” He asked before reading it.

“I asked Gao Bing. I asked him for it before he was going to be executed,” Mingquan replied. He stood up and told Lóng Wei that he should read the last message from his mother. He bowed to see the portrait of Yu Jun and left the room. Now, Lóng Wei was alone in the room again.

He focused his gaze on the paper and began reading the message.

**Yu Jun’s message**

Dear Lóng Wei,

By the time, you will receive this message I probably would not be present around you in the physical form. The day you were born was the most beautiful day of my life. I vividly remember the first time you called me a mother. I remember all those precious moments with you and they were the main reason for my survival.

I cry when you get upset, I laugh when you get happy. Everything related to my son affects me a lot. I failed to be a good mother to you, but you were always a great son to me.

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Even when I gave you a cold shoulder, you refused to believe that part of me. Forgive me for not giving any presents to you. My hands were tied from doing so. However, my only present can be to you is your life. I want to see you happy always. If heaven exists, and I am allowed to see you from there, then I would like to see you always smile. The pain I gave you, I hope it subsides with time. I hope it heals and you got to live a great life.

Forgive your mother for being cold to you. I love you more than my life. I love my son. Forgive me for never being able to say this to you when I was alive.

Your mother,

Yu Jun

**Message ended**

Lóng Wei again started to weep. His forehead touched the front of the paper as he continued crying.

“I love you, Mother,” he mumbled.