The boy and girl looked at each other, and the boy spoke up, "Our families all died in order to live."
Listening to the two children's words, Chang An was stunned, and the anger in his eyes seemed to burst out of his body, "Bei Mingxuan, you are healing their scars!"
Bei Mingxuan glanced at the two children indifferently, but said nothing.
Changan frowned and looked at the two children, "If you are uncomfortable, you don't have to tell me about your pain."
"Pain is the power that keeps me alive. Without this pain, I won't even have the courage to live." The two children were unusually calm, and their state seemed extremely inconsistent with their age.
The boy continued, "I'm from Shuzhou, and she's from Shijin. We were traveling with a little sister, but she got sick and died on the way. My sister and I depended on each other, but my sister..."
"His sister, I was killed by my parents and cooked and eaten." The girl spoke in a cold voice.
Then the boy continued, “She ate it too, and was forced to do so by my parents.
But one night later, he killed my parents... We ate each other's flesh to survive. I wanted to kill her, but she became my relative, the only relative I had left to rely on.
"Why?" Chang'an didn't understand, her eyes lingering on the two children.
"Later, he saved me many, many times." The girl glanced at the boy beside her, "He said that we are family, because he and I ate the flesh and blood of each other's relatives, and we have the same flesh and blood in our bodies.
He and I are not enemies of each other.
But it is this world, the imperial power, and the soldiers. In their eyes, there is only power, money, and everything, except us, the people.
Therefore, he and I are not enemies; our enemy is the emperor."
These words surprised Chang'an.
She looked at the two children, not knowing what to say. "You are still children, ordinary people. How can you say that the world and imperial power are so far away from you..."
"Shouldn't the common people know this?" The boy looked at Chang'an with disdain. "In your eyes, the common people don't know anything and are ignorant?"
"No...you, you misunderstood."
"Excuse." The boy obviously didn't believe it. "My father was a teacher. He knew a lot of things."
Changan looked at Bei Mingxuan, who had been standing aside without saying anything, "What do you mean?"
"You guys go play." Bei Mingxuan watched the two children walk away before saying to Chang'an, "That's what you saw."
"not understand."
"Don't dwell on the little hatred in your heart." Bei Mingxuan untied Chang'an's acupuncture points, "It's just a difference of standpoint, it's just that you believed it to be true.
The world is so vast, your eyes and your heart should see more and more broadly."
"It's just a difference of opinion? I just believed it myself?" Chang An seemed to be talking to himself, sneering, "Then I deserve it?"
Bei Mingxuan looked at Chang'an, who was about to cry, and said, "You, if you really can't let go..."
"You misunderstood." Chang An interrupted, "What I have in mind is not what you think, and it is not because I can't let go of Bei Ming Ye."
"Really?" Bei Mingxuan didn't care, "Just like what you said to my mother, true indifference isn't hatred, but being like a stranger, without love or hate.
No matter what, it won't cause any ripples in my heart, not the you I see."
Bei Mingxuan walked to Chang'an, pulled up the slightly dazed Chang'an, and walked towards the study.
"It's cold outside, and my hands are so cold. It's not that I want to know what's in your heart. If you don't tell me, I won't ask. I just hope that besides hatred, there is something more important and meaningful in your heart."
Chang'an lowered his head slightly and said nothing, but thought about what his father had told him a few days ago: don't let hatred ruin your life.
"There are many interesting things in a person's life, but hatred is the most boring. This is what your mother said to me." In the room, Bei Mingxuan poured a cup of hot tea for Changan and placed it in her hands.
"Warm your hands. Your mother also said that if you're betrayed, bullied, or framed, you can fight back, you can give tit for tat, but don't hate. No matter how much hatred you have, it will often end up hurting yourself and making you lose yourself. It's not worth it."
"My mother? Why would she say this to you?"
"Once, I was filled with hatred, and I wanted to cut the queen into pieces.
He even wanted to kill my father with a knife. He was so confused about right and wrong that he wanted to get rid of me and my mother.
She was full of revenge, thinking about how to make them suffer, and hated herself even more for her inability to help her mother.
After I was rescued by Mr. Qingfeng, your mother spent most of my time with me. She wasn't pregnant at the time. She took me to many places and showed me the sufferings of the people. Over time, my heart also changed, and I understood many things better."
"Don't hate it anymore?" Chang'an asked.
"Maybe I hate it, maybe I don't hate it, I still can't clearly express that feeling.
It's just that the purpose of doing things has changed. To sit on the throne and rule the world is my unchanging goal.
When I was young, I knew that only in that way could I protect the people I was supposed to protect. Later, I became even more convinced that I had to obtain that position. Only by standing in that position could I better help the people of the world escape suffering and give them a stable home.
Bei Mingxuan looked at Chang'an, "Your mother has had a great influence and help on me. Although I have only been with her for a dozen months, what she taught me is enough to influence my whole life. And Mr. Qingfeng also saved my life. We are a perfect match as teacher and student.
So I hope that their only bloodline can live happily and not let hatred trap their hearts."
After Bei Mingxuan finished speaking, Chang'an's gaze shifted away from his face.
There was a bleak scene outside the window, with dead trees and fallen leaves.
It was unknown how long it took before Chang An spoke. His slightly hoarse voice was filled with calmness. "I took note of what you said, but you misunderstood after all."
Changan looked at him and smiled, "Hatred and resentment do exist in my heart, but I won't ruin my own good life for Gu Shijia and Bei Mingye.
I, Gu Changan, will do this to vent their anger. Don't try to stop me. As for cooperating with you, besides the hatred you think, half of it is because Bei Mingye, although capable, has ambition but no ambition.
He is violent but has no good intentions. He wants the imperial power only to satisfy his own selfish desires and vanity.
You have them all, and most importantly, you won't harm others for your own selfish reasons."
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