Qin Qianlu was deeply shocked upon hearing the dramatic and absurd truth.
Like a cataclysmic disaster, wave after wave of turbulent waves surged violently in her heart, almost drowning her reason.
Her usually bright and intelligent eyes suddenly widened to a bulge.
Like two bright stars frozen in time by a massive impact, it was an unbelievable sight.
His mouth involuntarily opened slightly, revealing a completely dumbfounded expression.
Time seemed to freeze at that moment, and she was completely stunned by this unimaginable fact.
After all, such a bizarre and illogical thing actually happened in reality.
It was like a terrifying nightmare suddenly appearing in reality, far exceeding all her previous knowledge and imagination.
Her gaze slowly and heavily fell on the image of the seemingly elegant and polite man on the screen.
My mind felt as if it were tightly entangled by countless intricate threads, a thousand thoughts tangled together like a mess of hemp, yet impossible to untangle.
A variety of complex emotions surged into my heart like a surging tide.
Among them was a deep sympathy for Ye Yunyao's tragic experience, a sympathy that seeped into her heart like fine spring rain.
This allowed her to empathize with the pain Ye Yunyao had endured over the years.
She also felt intense disgust for the man's despicable behavior. This anger raged in her heart like a raging fire, and she wished she could burn the man's ugly soul to ashes.
There is also a deep sense of the capriciousness of fate, as if the god of fate is arbitrarily manipulating the lives of mortals, making them struggle in the vortex of impermanence.
In the end, she simply let out a slow, heavy breath from her chest.
This breath seemed to carry her heart full of helplessness and heaviness, turning into a long and heavy sigh that echoed in her heart.
At this moment, no amount of words can adequately express the astonishing truth.
Like a wisp of fluff drifting in the wind, it cannot truly express the complex emotions churning within her heart.
On the other side, Ye Yunyao, upon hearing the truth, felt as if a thunderbolt had struck her from the sky, hitting her deepest soul.
He was struck dumb, feeling utterly devastated as if his very soul had been forcibly ripped from his body by this cruel truth.
Her body began to tremble violently and uncontrollably, the trembling seemingly rising from the deepest part of her soul and spreading rapidly throughout her entire body, along every inch of her skin and every bone.
Like a fragile, helpless, and withered leaf in a gale, trembling under the merciless onslaught of fate, it appears so small and helpless.
No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't accept this cruel reality: she had carefully chosen him and hoped to walk hand in hand with him through the long years.
Masafu, who was writing a beautiful chapter in his life together, actually did something so heartbreaking and outrageous.
Because of his own unspeakable infertility, he went so far as to render all the ministers in his household infertile.
Her beautiful dreams for the future and her fervent desire to become a mother were ruthlessly trampled underfoot.
They treat it like a trivial toy, completely manipulating it at will.
The more Ye Yunyao thought about it, the rage in her heart was like a volcano about to erupt, with scorching lava burning fiercely in her heart, growing ever more intense.
Pain, like a raging undercurrent, surged wildly in the abyss of her heart, almost swallowing her whole.
Her body trembled even more violently, as if she wanted to release all the grief and indignation that had been building up deep inside her through this uncontrollable trembling.
She couldn't help but feel a wave of fear. If it weren't for that sudden accident last year, when her husband fell off a cliff and died.
Wouldn't I then be destined to struggle in this dark and endless abyss, forever without children?
They could only spend the rest of their lives in endless loneliness, despair, and pain, like a bird trapped in a dark cage, forever unable to break free from the shackles of fate.
Thinking of this, her eyes instantly welled up with hot tears, tears filled with the grievances she had silently endured for many years, the unforgettable pain and resentment.
Tears welled up like a burst dam, streaming freely down her pale cheeks.
Once, because of Masafu’s accidental fall off a cliff, her whole world seemed to collapse into ruins in an instant.
During that period, she felt as if she had fallen into an endless abyss of darkness, unable to extricate herself from the mire of grief.
She spent her days in tears, listless and dejected, mechanically passing each day like a walking corpse.
Her heart felt as if it were encased in a thick layer of frost, and she completely lost hope for the future. All her enthusiasm and aspirations were extinguished by this sudden disaster.
She was so disheartened that she resolutely gave up the idea of remarrying and decided to live out her days alone.
She spent the rest of her life clinging to memories of him, slowly wasting away her life in endless longing and pain.
But now, as the truth, like an incredibly sharp blade, mercilessly tears away this false facade, she finally wakes up from her dream.
It turns out that my deep affection and perseverance over the years were nothing but a ridiculous and laughable farce.
I feel like a clown cruelly fooled by fate, performing this tragedy alone on a dark stage.
Yet they remain completely unaware, still immersed in that false illusion of happiness.
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