A man with a vague beauty, every line on his face was like a finely sculpted statue, his lavender eyes gently glanced at the people under that man's command, his mouth curled up with love but no less disdain for the things he considered to be choleric animals while they claimed to be humans, his eyes glanced lightly at the thin and weak body that was working diligently in desperation and without any sign of the volunteerism of a farmer. There, his gait is full of authority and elegance, exuding the aura of someone superior to anyone else. His long platinum hair is neatly tied with a blue ribbon mixed with a bit of red. The long, graceful ends of his hair gently float in the wind was as light as a wave, and the steps were so leisurely, slowly approaching a poor and lowly person, his long, slender arms gently raised high, THUMP! A painful slap hit the low-life thing's face, leaving a clear mark on his cheek. An evil man with a heavenly beauty 'French Colonies Empire.'

The attitude that kills beauty.

-"Are these people in Vietnam, born in a country with quite a heroic history, winning countless battles but now they are as pitiful as these animals? Don't you feel humiliated by the country?"

Was that insulting and wretched statement all uttered by the tongue of someone who was considered noble and luxurious? What a waste for someone with such a beautiful face.. What a pity, before those words were said, how many people at first glance thought he was a righteous person punishing bad guys..~

Touching an entire country? He's also not average. Who couldn't help but be angry, those poor people were no exception, they were annoyed by that polite man's words, but they were not the type of stupid people who risked more than their blood, they knew, if they argued back or counterattacked, death was certain. A person who was so exhausted and exhausted from not having anything to eat for a whole month collapsed, his breathing gradually became weaker, and more unluckily, that person accidentally fell into a muddy place, water splashed everywhere and accidentally splashed on his clean and pristine clothes, now stained by this vile and dirty thing, without mercy, he kicked that person straight in the back with a fatal blow, his health had long been weakened, that person bad luck,his health had long since weakened, that unfortunate person died on the spot, without even having time to close his eyes.

-Damn it, you guys, clean up this ragged, stinking animal's carcass for me immediately, you bastard! Everything has to be taught little by little, don't know how to be self-disciplined at all, or I haven't taught you for a long time, are you planning to create a revolution and protest to rebel? What a beautiful dream, or should I have to kill all of you so you can dream forever? | Cover his mouth with his hand | giggle |

-"Your cheap lives are not even worth a penny, your lives are so worthless that people looking at your ignorance and patheticness now have to feel pity because your brain is flooded with useless thoughts about freedom that you always wish for even though it is just a wishful thinking and will never come true, the dream is so beautiful and also pitiful at the same time aa..~" | Speak in a joking and contemptuous tone |

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A gentle breeze blew by, cooling the sweat of the farmers who were diligently cultivating rice, and the faint scent of ripe rice wafted across the bright yellow fields. The girl raised her hand, wiped away the drops of sweat on her cheeks, tucked her hair neatly over her ear and continued to do her work. It seemed like just now, she was in such a hurry that she didn't have time to comb her hair, just tied it up loosely. Her hair was a natural golden color like the ripe rice season, her eyes were covered on one side by a piece of paper half the size of her face, the color of the French flag. Suddenly, a farmer called her name, she. Hearing this, she blinked her light purple eyes and looked up.

-Indochina, you don't need to do anything, you're still young and pretty, doing too much is not good. I've seen your arms and legs become thinner lately. You should take care of your health, even though this is a bit selfish... But if something happens to you, that person will not forgive me or everyone here. I know I'm probably not worried about you at all, I'm probably just worried about losing a colony with potential like you.. Well, it seems like you're a pretty strong girl but somewhat difficult to talk to, how can I know.. You're his child so it's just right, I'll never blame you, don't worry...| The uncle sighed in sadness at the girl standing before him, not daring to say anything more than a few words of advice to her |

-| She frowned slightly, looking straight into the eyes of the farmer who was trying to advise her |-"Yes, I know, sir.But I would like to be a little rude. I'm not a little girl, I'm not a little girl at all. That bastard has nothing to fear, even if something happens to me now, I still won't lose a single piece of land. The fact that I am the daughter of blood and flesh with a scum like him is the biggest humiliation in this world for me.I don't have the qualities of respecting superiors and subordinates, I'm not exactly like you. If I could go back to the past, even if I were to leave this world, I would still prevent that guy from reaching my mother. He is definitely not worthy of her at all.If she were still alive, she could forgive, but I can't and won't, never will.Forever."

Her mother? Ah.. She is a very beautiful and gentle girl,her name is Dai Nam(Đại Nam),she is very tolerant and gives opportunities to anyone. She is a woman with honest and gentle qualities, her beauty never fades over the years. Her hair is very long, reaching down to her hips and tied neatly, her curls are very smooth and flexible when the wind blows, her eyes are black, sharp but also very gentle, her plump lips have not been through any beauty treatment, her skin is white and pink and smooth, she is most beautiful when wearing the traditional costumes that are abundant throughout the Vietnam from the populous to the minority, her daughter also inherited almost all of her beauty.like her beauty.Unfortunately, she was captured by him - the French Colonies Empire. At a certain time, she signed a peace treaty, surrendered everything to him, she was almost on the right side of peace, while Indochina - her beloved daughter was on the side of war. October 17 is her birthday, she hates it, doesn't want to remember it. Her mother once told her in a dream:

-Indochina, my child, if you keep looking at this life with negative eyes, the negative things you think about will find you on their own. If you keep doing that, when I pass away from this world, who will understand you but me, you can't live like that all your life, right, you are a good girl, you are my little daughter, Indochina. | She looked at her with affectionate eyes and rubbed her head like a child |

-| She closed her eyes, pushed her hand away and said |No.. No. He doesn't deserve forgiveness, mom. He tricked me, made me trade away all my youth, trade everything in myself, tell me, what will your grandfather think? He only makes me hate, hate and hate to the core. Look at what he did to our country, look at what he did to our people, look at how many lives have died writhing and suffering in his hands, I think... Does he deserve forgiveness?

French Colonies Empire.. Your country has a guillotine, right? Well, you do.. You don't understand what I mean? I want these little girl's hands to be able to wipe off your head, that disgrace of society and worthless to me like a garbage dump on the side of the road that no one cares about, but I can't do it, because I'm too weak, so I'll just leave you the shortest message. I hate you.

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Indochina was still sleeping soundly on the soft and comfortable bundles of straw, but suddenly there was a loud scream and then it stopped completely. That strange sound made her frown slightly. She did not like to be disturbed when she was sleeping. Indochina opened her eyes slightly. The pale purple color gradually peeked out from her slightly curved eyelids. When she woke up, at first she was still quite sleepy and just stretched to strengthen her body. Suddenly, what she saw right in front of her eyes made her jump. She woke up and woke up immediately, that long platinum lock of hair, that half-blue, half-red ribbon that tied her hair briefly passed her eyes by the gentle breeze of autumn, it was very familiar, she began to realize something.

He's here. French Colonies Empire.

Indochina had a bad premonition about the safety of everyone here, without thinking much, she stood up, decisively ran all the way to the place where the French Colonies Empire had just passed. As expected, the uncle who had asked and advised her a few hours ago was lying motionless in the muddy ditch, his clothes were torn and full of cuts, the disgusting fishy smell and the scent of ripe rice mixed together went straight into her nose, his blood had dried and spread out. scattered for dozens of meters on the familiar road that she often walked on, she took a glance at the amount of blood that that person had lost and knew that he was dead.

She opened her eyes wide, her pupils constricted, her hands clenched tightly, trembling as she looked at the lifeless body that had died before closing her eyes. The wind blew away the loose hair tie, the yellow hair of ripe rice fluttered with each wind, he looked at the beautiful and cute little girl standing in front of him and smirked..

She opened her eyes wide, her pupils constricted, her hands clenched tightly, trembling as she looked at the lifeless body that had died before closing her eyes. The wind blew away the loose hair tie, the yellow hair of ripe rice fluttered with each wind, he looked at the beautiful and cute little girl standing in front of him and smirked..

-Oh my, it's been a long time since I've seen you, French Indochina - my daughter? Tsk tsk.. We must have been separated for a few years. You look healthy and pretty these days, daughter, just like your mother! Oh my, your hair is so beautiful, this yellow color is very beautiful in Europe, this eye color too, even though it's a bit light, it still looks like your father, with this luxurious charisma that really doesn't match that dirty and patched dress, you're so lucky to be your father's child.-!~| He stared at her | Covering his mouth, he laughed and mocked his little daughter |

-Shut up, you bastard. You better not praise me because my beauty as described through your tongue is disgusting and disgraceful like a worthless, non-recyclable, non-organic garbage dump. Don't talk about the characteristics that I resemble you, every time I go to work in the fields, just look down into the ditch and see my own face, whether it's blurry or clear, I want to destroy it with a big stone. | She glared at the scoundrel she had never considered her father, her heart filled with anger |

As soon as he finished speaking, he slowly approached her, the more she retreated, the more he advanced, until he came to a stop, he pressed his daughter close to a large ruined wall, he took off his gloves, revealing those long and delicate hands so it was easier to feel every line on her face. His hand moved to the French flag covering her right eye and lifted it up. Indeed, there was nothing wrong with her eyes, both sides were still intact, he smiled slightly and said if If both eyes were still intact, what was the use of covering one eye? Then, he gently touched her right eyelid, took the hair pin from French C.E platinum hair and then STRAIGHT TAYON PAID IT INTO HER RIGHT EYE.!

Droplets of blood flowed down her cheeks, her clothes and finally onto the rocky ground. She screamed in pain, used one hand to cover the stabbed eye to stop the bleeding, she forced herself to open the intact eye and looked straight into his damn face..

-GrAhhh..! THIS STINKING BITCH OF TRASH!! What the hell do you think you're doing? You say I'm your daughter, but really, YOU'RE NOT ONCE CONSIDERING ME AS YOUR CHILD-!?| She clutched her hand tightly over her eyes, looking at him with indignation

Tell me, what did I do wrong in my past life? Could it be that in my previous life I lived a happy life and made mistakes, crimes so deadly that even the death penalty a hundred times over did not wash away my sins, so in this life I received all of these things from this blood relative that I should have called "Father"? Why do you treat your child like that..

"Father.?"

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