When Deyang heard him say this, his heart suddenly felt warm and he felt much more at ease. She gently leaned her on his chest and said warmly: "If you are not tired, can you listen to Yin Yin talk for a while?"

Xiahou Yongli chuckled. She treated herself as a fool, so she could speak with peace of mind: "Well, Yin Yin said, I'll listen."

Bai Jinfeng once said that if she accumulates depression and becomes ill, it will be bad if she does not relieve herself in time. Unexpectedly, she is willing to share it with him at this time.

"Young Master, Yin Yin didn't intend to delay your rest. Yin Yin was really... afraid!" Deyang's voice was very light, slightly hoarse, and a little trembling.

Xiahou Yongli hugged her tightly and whispered: "Yinyin, don't be afraid, I'm here, I'll be with you, always with you!"

Deyang slowly raised his eyes and looked at the shaking bamboo shadows printed on the paper window and the already dim moonlight. His heart was much more peaceful. On this quiet night, she was lying in Xiahou Yongli's arms and felt at ease. Fate was really something that she could not understand. She never thought that she would fall to such a level, nor did she ever think that her husband would be a man besides Qin Ziyue. What's even more ridiculous is that her husband was personally designated by Qin Ziyue.

"Young Master, do you know? What Dean said today is actually nothing wrong." Deyang hugged in front of his chest, listening to his steady and powerful heartbeat, and said slowly and calmly, "I have always thought so. Maybe there are many unjust souls around me now, so... I'm a little scared."

"Yinyin, don't be afraid!" Xiahou Yongli couldn't say anything to comfort her except hugging her tightly.

She walked along the way, and was blood stained step by step, how could she lose the wronged soul? Just like today, that little palace maid...

People like him and her were born in the royal family. In order to protect themselves and for their own power, how could they be less likely to sacrifice innocent things? What's more, they have to fight each other and kill each other!

After a while, Deyang seemed to feel a little warmer, so he stayed in Xiahou Yongli's arms and said softly: "Do you know, my mother was killed... That day, it was raining heavily, just like the day when I got married. On that day, the bluestone bricks in the imperial garden were covered with blood, just like the day when I got married. That day, I was thinking, my marriage was probably ominous. Haha, how could it be ominous? There has been no shortage of unjust souls in the harem since ancient times, and my mother is just one of them. At least, I don't have to continue to swallow human flesh and drink human blood in the deep palace without rest."

Speaking of this, Deyang smiled in a daze: "My mother is gentle, virtuous, intelligent, and deeply loved by her father. But in such a place where people are eaten, being favored is a talisman that urges her to death. My mother is too proud. If she was willing to bow her head, she would not die even if she just said soft words. The father loved her so much, but the final outcome was that she was killed by a group of jealous women on the grounds of violating the palace rules."

Deyang seemed to have returned to that time. She was just a child. She was just a child, so she watched her mother beheaded to death with the desperate stop of the nanny in the palace.

At that moment, her heart seemed to have died. From then on, she learned how to survive in the palace, plot and use any means to mess around. In the desperate situation where she lost her protection, she walked step by step with the bones to this day.
Chapter completed!