Feng Lihen said nothing because he knew that no matter how much he said, it would be useless.
Silent companionship is what she needs most at this moment.
Late at night, the door of the study was pushed open.
When Xue Qian heard the voice, he raised his head in surprise and saw Feng Lihen walking into the room.
"I want to see her." Xue Qian said anxiously.
After she walked out of the study, he wanted to go out and ask clearly, but found that the door of the study could not be opened. No matter how he shouted, the people outside seemed unable to hear him.
"You should leave." Feng Lihen said coldly.
"I just want an answer. Once I get it, I will leave." Xue Qian's attitude was more firm than ever before.
He really didn't understand what her family's debt meant.
He really didn't understand why she poisoned him and gave him a book about poisons.
Feng Lihen looked at him with cold black eyes, "Do you really want to know? Even if the result would make you collapse and even make you unable to live a peaceful life, would you still want to know?"
Xue Qian nodded solemnly and firmly.
"think."
He wants to live clearly.
"Okay. Since this is what you want, I'll grant you your wish."
Feng Lihen raised his hand, and a golden light entered his mind.
The next second, Xue Qian froze on the spot, his face gradually turning pale.
The golden light enveloped Yutang's memories, from the moment she entered Prince Jin's Mansion, how she was tortured to death, how she turned into a ghost, how she followed her enemies and watched them torture her relatives to death.
Watch how they tortured their brother.
Her hatred.
Her resentment.
Her helplessness.
Her despair.
All her emotions were like a brand, deeply imprinted in his heart, as if the person who experienced all that was not her, but himself.
He felt her helplessness, her despair, and her hatred.
In the room, Xue Qian suddenly collapsed into a chair, seemingly unable to bear the bone-gnawing pain.
"This is the truth you want."
Feng Lihen's words drew his attention back.
Xue Qian slowly raised his head, only to see that his eyes, which were originally as clear as water, had turned red and were filled with pain.
"That's an illusion, right? That's not real, right?"
At this moment, Xue Qian was like a drowning person, trying to grab the last straw.
Unfortunately, that straw was not a life-saving straw, but the last straw that broke the camel's back.
"This is everything Tang'er once experienced. It's just that her fate wasn't meant to be like this, and she was lucky enough to live it again."
Xue Qian covered his face with his hands in pain, tears streaming down from between his fingers.
Why, why is it like this!
Why was I so cruel in the illusion? Why could I watch all that? Why did I become so cold-blooded?
Why is he so hateful there?
Xue Qian cried inconsolably.
He finally understood why Yutang was filled with hatred when she first saw him.
He finally understood what she had said before.
He finally understood why she gave him the poison book but then poisoned him.
Xue Qian knelt on the ground, repeating the same sentence over and over again.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry…”
That confession and self-blame can only be expressed with these three words, even though they are so pale and powerless and cannot truly express the guilt and regret in one's heart.
The people in the house cried like lost lambs, helpless and confused.
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