Silence spread between the two like a tide, as if time itself had stopped, and the whole world was plunged into a repressive and heavy atmosphere.
After a long while, Qin Qianluo finally slowly raised her head. Her eyes revealed a hint of helplessness and determination, as if she had gone through countless struggles and thoughts.
Her voice was low and slightly hoarse, as if carrying endless heaviness and sighs.
He broke the suffocating silence: "When your master Yu Ying was on his deathbed, he entrusted me with taking care of you."
I had intended to keep you in my household—though there was no wealth or luxury, I could at least ensure you had enough to eat and wear.
"But I just heard you say that you were also involved in the matter of Crown Prince Xiao. Therefore, I can no longer keep you here."
After speaking, she turned her head slightly, her gaze sharp as she swept over the attendants standing beside her, her expression serious and solemn, her voice firm and powerful.
He said in a deep voice, "Someone, go and inform the Dali Temple to come and pick them up."
In the long river of time, Yu Mei seemed to be imprisoned by fate on a desolate and lonely island.
All around was endless cold and darkness, and the ripples of emotion seemed to have never touched this desolate place.
She was like a puppet whose soul had been ripped away, mechanically responding to everything in the world, her eyes empty and numb.
He responds to the people and things around him with an almost desperate indifference, as if he has already lost all hope for this world.
However, the moment Qin Qianluo softly uttered the words "Yu Ying," it was as if a meteorite carrying immense energy had struck.
Without warning, it plunged into Yu Mei's heart, which was as still as a deep abyss, instantly stirring up a storm.
Her head, which had been hanging low, suddenly jerked up as if struck by lightning, and her gaze, like two sharp, cold beams, shot straight at Qin Qianluo.
Her eyes were filled with indescribable disbelief, as if she had heard the most absurd and ridiculous words in the world, words that could instantly tear her soul apart.
That look in his eyes was like that of a traveler who had been groping in the dark for a long time, suddenly hearing a hope that seemed so far away.
A mixture of surprise and doubt plunged her into a state of extreme shock and struggle.
Looking back, in Yu Mei's ignorant and bittersweet youth, Yu Ying was like a towering, unattainable iceberg to her.
Yu Ying's cold and aloof face seemed frozen in time, rarely revealing a smile as warm as the spring sun.
Every glance, every word, was like a biting winter wind, ruthlessly blowing away Yu Mei's longing and yearning for warmth.
At that time, she believed herself to be a pitiful abandoned child, forsaken by the whole world.
Under Yu Ying's seemingly cold and ruthless protection, he could not feel the slightest warmth of love and care.
This long-standing misunderstanding caused Yu Mei's hatred to grow like wild grass, spreading unchecked in her heart.
This gradually obscured her perception of any possible goodwill towards Yu Ying.
However, the trajectory of fate is always full of cruel and unpredictable twists and turns.
Ever since being forcibly dragged into the abyss of endless darkness by Shou Zhuo's demonic figure, Yu Mei's life has been like falling into an inescapable purgatory.
Every moment spent by Shouzhuo's side was filled with constant pain and humiliation, as if I were trapped in an endless nightmare from which I could not escape.
It was during this dark and hellish period that...
Yu Mei gradually realized, as if waking from a dream, the subtle and profound care that Yu Ying had shown her, like a gentle stream.
It is a silent yet powerful protection, hidden beneath a stern exterior, like spring rain nourishing all things.
Yu Ying usually had a cold and aloof expression, like a silent iceberg, and never gave Yu Mei a gentle smile like a spring breeze.
She was extremely strict with Yu Mei, much like a meticulous craftsman holding an incredibly precise ruler.
They meticulously measured every step of Yu Mei's growth.
However, it was precisely this seemingly harsh requirement that became Yu Mei's solid shield in this turbulent and cruel world where the strong prey on the weak.
In her unique way, Yu Ying ensured that Yu Mei was fed and clothed despite her hunger and cold, and protected her from insults and harm in an environment full of malice and bullying.
Yu Ying's presence is like a giant umbrella that shelters you from the wind and rain; though not ostentatious or flashy, it is sturdy and reliable.
Silently, it created a small but peaceful haven for Yu Mei, enough to protect her from the storms of the outside world.
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