Yan Qing knew Yue Er was the eldest son of the Shang Family, Shang Yue, while Xin Hao was the married second daughter of the Shang Family, Shang Xin Hao.
"Why dwell on the childish words of children? Once they become familiar with each other, the elder brother will naturally care for his younger sister. Even Buddha and Bodhisattva cannot avoid harboring evil thoughts. If we judge the heart instead of the deeds, then everywhere in the human world is hell."
"Great Monk, do you think I hate Yue Er?" Shang Xuanwen turned to Rat Monk. "What I hate is myself."
"After that incident, I once removed the Soul-Searching Bell and tried to escape from this hell. But what awaited me was not paradise, but another hell. Whenever I spoke with anyone, I assumed they harbored malicious intent. Even when my son ran over to hug me, I thought he meant to harm me."
"I put the Soul-Searching Bell back on. It was like a carriage that let me travel faster and more comfortably than anyone else. But after riding in it for too long, I had forgotten how to walk. I could only keep riding in the carriage and never interact with the people outside it."
"Only then could I avoid being pierced by other people's hells."
He slowly regained his composure and once again became that taciturn, autocratic, and coldhearted chancellor of Great Liang. He raised his head toward the paper in Rat Monk's hand and said, "After that, I established a rule at home: accept nothing without earning it. Put another way, as long as you receive a reward, it means you have already contributed and need not thank anyone. You only need to thank yourself."
"Make up for the missing paternal love with education and confidence."