Cleaning Up

Xing, holding the hands of Little Xinxin, walked inside the well maintained and exquisitely built Mausoleum of Empress Yukiko.

"What is this place?", Xinxin asked and held Xing's hands tighter seeing the guards around them wearing different kind of uniform than what he is used to. The past few days a lot of unfathomable things happened, starting with the travel and he was scared.

His parents said that he is going to be sent back to his father. But why? He IS with his father and family! Where did this other father come from?

"I've told you about my friend, right? Yukiko... ", Xing paused and turned to look at the little boy who was her shoulders tall. He was tall for his age and so was all her children.

"The one who has a lot of love in her heart.?", he asked with his eyes shining. He sure has Yukiko's eyes. Just green, like a lustrous forest or a pool of emerald. Deep and filled with love, just like his mother.