After hearing what Yu Jiao said, Cheng Ying's handsome face showed a trace of indifference. He looked down at Yu Jiao and said in an indistinct tone, "If there is a doctor whose family has been practicing medicine for generations and has saved countless lives, but because he failed to save a terminally ill patient, the family members of the doctor kill him to vent their anger, do you still think that human life is precious?"

Yu Jiao's heart skipped a beat; what Cheng Ying said was exactly what she had experienced personally.

Senior brother Fu Chuan died while protecting her because of a medical dispute.

Yu Jiao was silent for a long time. She had hated, struggled, and suffered before.

During the saddest time, she wished she had never learned medicine from her grandfather. Why did she save so many people and her career as a doctor, which she was so proud of, kill her senior brother?

"But we can't hate going out just because it rains occasionally. We can't hate the land that buried our loved ones but also nurtured us just because an earthquake happened in a city. We can't kill all the men in the world just because of a heartless man. And we can't be disappointed with everyone and everything in this world just because someone has repaid you with kindness and hurt you with extreme means.

After all, this is just an isolated case, an accident.”

Yu Jiao looked at Cheng Ying with gentle eyes. Inexplicably, she felt that Cheng Ying at this moment was not the high and mighty treacherous eunuch with all the power in the world. They had a resonance.

"Don't advise others to be kind without experiencing their suffering." Cheng Ying said paranoidly, "There is no empathy in this world. Although you are a doctor, you have never experienced such a thing, so you can have no resentment."

Cheng Ying seemed to not want to talk about this topic anymore. He glanced at the black wooden Buddhist beads on his wrist and said, "Those people are too weak. If you really get into trouble, they alone can't protect you. I'll let Xia Ning take them to the East Factory to train them for a while, and then return them to you."

Yu Jiao was overjoyed. She thought Cheng Ying was really going to drag Yun Xiao and the others to feed the ferocious beasts in the Li Palace. She had heard Concubine Xue talk about the Li Palace in the palace. Not only leopards were raised there, but also wild wolves and tigers for the emperor to play with.

"Thank you, godfather, for your magnanimity!" Yu Jiao breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly thanked Cheng Ying.

Cheng Ying raised her hand and flicked her forehead, "You little heartless girl, go back and think carefully about how I treat you!"

The car curtain was lowered and the servant drove away slowly. Yu Jiao couldn't help but lift the curtain of the car window and turned around to look at Cheng Ying. In fact, she had forgotten to say something just now.

How do you know I haven't experienced anything like that?

Cheng Ying stood tall and graceful, in the thick night, his figure was lonely, and his whole body seemed to be soaked in the eternal cold and sadness. Yu Jiao inexplicably felt that he was not as scary as she had imagined.

The carriage drove out of Chiyuan Hutong. She let go and lowered the curtain. Cheng Ying's words were still echoing in her mind. She had spent a long time sorting out her psychological problems in her previous life. There was no doubt that Yu Jiao was almost certain at this moment that Cheng Ying had serious psychological problems.

He must have experienced something extremely tragic and unforgettable, which left him with psychological trauma, and he felt resentment and hatred not only towards people, but also towards the entire world.

He acted indulgently and without scruples, making countless enemies. He ignored the olive branches offered by Empress Feng and Concubine Xue, and made no plans for the future. Cheng Ying, who was at the center of power, should have known that a new emperor appoints new ministers. However, he seemed to not care at all about what his fate would be in the future. He lived for the present and had no idea about the tomorrow, and was extremely negative.

Perhaps it was because Yu Jiao felt the same way about what Cheng Ying said casually. She suddenly felt that she shouldn't always be perfunctory in dealing with Cheng Ying and avoid him like a monster. She called him godfather so many times that she should fulfill her duty as an adopted daughter.

There was a slight creaking sound from the back door of Cui's mansion, and a thin figure walked out, followed by a servant. The servant stood alertly inside the door, keeping watch for the two men.

Wei Lichu stood in the shadows. He was wearing a moon-white robe with loose sleeves, which was completely different from what he wore during the day. He whispered to the visitor, "Cheng Ying really treats my third cousin differently from others. Even the people from the East Factory are very respectful to her."

"Thank you." The man raised his head slightly, half of his face exposed in the moonlight. It was Cui Mubai. He asked, "Have you found the whereabouts of the person you were looking for?"

Wei Lichu took out a handful of medicine bags from his bosom and said, "Do me a favor. I want to explore the Nian Qu Tower in the Plum Garden in the western suburbs again. You are well-informed in the Hanlin Academy. When Cheng Ying is tied up in the palace, help me lead away the guards of the Nian Qu Tower and the running dogs of the East Factory."

Cui Mubai glanced at the medicine bag and didn't take it. "Once I finish using this amount, I won't have much time left, right?"

Wei Lichu smiled and said, "You don't have much time left. Compared to a violent death, do you prefer to die in the second..."

"Shut up." Cui Mubai grabbed the medicine bag from Wei Lichu's palm with a cold face. "I said at the beginning that I would only send you a message from that Taoist priest, but I never promised to help you fight against Cheng Ying. Who is Cheng Ying? You should know how powerful the East Factory is. I don't have such great ability, and I don't have the manpower to help you lure away the people from the East Factory."

Wei Lichu smiled, "You want to use my third cousin, aren't you plotting against Cheng Ying? There's no need to hide it in front of me."

Cui Mubai closed his eyes, his face full of gloom, far from his usual warm and gentlemanly image. He said in a deep voice, "How did you know?"