Nan Zhiyun hadn't expected Yu Jingchen to say such a thing. She didn't know where the courage came from, but she suddenly asked, "What if Your Majesty encounters someone like that? If he were born into nobility, would Your Majesty despise him?"
“That is their freedom, and I will naturally not interfere,” Yu Jingchen replied.
“But many people will find it disgusting and will look at them with prejudice,” Nan Zhiyun said, looking at Yu Jingchen.
“Nan Zhiyun, sometimes what you think isn’t necessarily true. Don’t let certain things influence your judgment,” Yu Jingchen said.
Nan Zhiyun did not understand.
"In the story you just told, everyone knew that Xuan Yue loved men, yet he remained the greatest musician in the world. But after the noble young master Xing Yan, whom you mentioned, got together with him, he fell from grace. Do you think it's just that people dislike these kinds of things?" Yu Jingchen asked her.
"Isn't that right?" Nan Zhiyun didn't understand.
“When someone stands too high, there will always be people who dislike them. They are jealous, but the other person’s near-flawless appearance leaves them helpless. Once they find what they consider a flaw, they will seize on that flaw and stop at nothing to kill the person,” Yu Jingchen said.
“But Xuan Yue is also one of them, yet he remains the greatest musician in the world,” Nan Zhiyun retorted.
"What kind of person is a musician? What is his status? He is nothing more than a male prostitute who plays the zither to please others. He is already in the dust, so what attention can he attract if he is trampled on? But when a star falls, even the Imperial Observatory can say it is a natural disaster or man-made calamity. Don't feel it is unfair, there is no fairness in this world."
"People are divided into different classes, and the human heart is never truly pure and good." As Yu Jingchen said this, his eyes turned cold, as if he had just remembered something.
Seeing Yu Jingchen's current state, Nan Zhiyun felt inexplicably uncomfortable. This Yu Jingchen seemed to be the real him, but this reality also terrified her.
"Your Majesty..." Nan Zhiyun was afraid again.
Yu Jingchen calmed down, the frostiness in his eyes disappeared, and even his voice was warmer than before: "What's wrong? Are you scared?" he asked.
Nan Zhiyun nodded, but dared not look at Yu Jingchen like she had before.
“Nan Zhiyun, in this world, only those who hold power in their own hands have the right to speak of injustice. Sometimes a story is not just a story; it may also be a microcosm of a certain place. If you want to change the ending of this story, then you must become the one who sets the rules in that place.” Yu Jingchen held Nan Zhiyun’s hand tightly, never letting go.
Nan Zhiyun didn't speak. Yu Jingchen took Nan Zhiyun's book and said, "The world in the book is probably nothing compared to reality. Instead of feeling sad for the characters in the book all day, you should think about how to prevent these things from happening to you. There are so many people in the world, and protecting those you care about is not an easy thing."
"Can Your Majesty do that?" Nan Zhiyun suddenly asked.
"I can't do it," Yu Jingchen replied.
"Why?" Nan Zhiyun asked, thinking that Yu Jingchen would say yes, after all, he was the ruler of this world.
"Because many things are beyond our control, no one can guarantee that everything is under their control." Yu Jingchen was surprisingly patient today.
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