In the courtyard.
Ling Ruowei sat quietly next to Jiang Yantian.
The sun shines on her plain white dress, as if covered with a layer of golden gauze.
Her gaze seemed to be drawn by invisible threads.
For a long time, it fell deeply on the peaceful "remaining face" of Jiang Yantian.
The silver hair is like a waterfall, blowing slightly in the wind and shining with luster.
Even after his "death", the robe embroidered with black and gold dragon patterns still exudes a domineering majesty that looks down on the world.
It was a shocking contrast to his dejected expression at the moment.
And that face...Ling Ruowei has to admit it.
This face has an almost eerie beauty.
The facial features are deep and perfect, and the outlines are like the masterpieces of gods.
Even if it is lifeless at this moment, it is enough to make the stars eclipse.
At this moment, he was as quiet as sleeping, as if he had just fallen into a deep dream.
As he watched, Ling Ruowei's mind felt like a pebble thrown into a cold pond.
Swinging out circles of complicated and unspeakable ripples.
She opened her lips slightly, and her voice was as soft as sleep.
It's more like telling it to yourself.
"Fellow Daoist... you and I met by chance, but I gave you many firsts..."
Jiang Yantian, who had his eyes closed, was stunned for a moment!
Damn it?
False accusation, right?
Why does this sound so wrong?
He immediately realized that she was talking about "many firsts".
Not "that first time"
Ling Ruowei didn't notice anything strange.
Just looking at that handsome but lifeless face.
He sighed quietly.
That sigh contained the loneliness accumulated over thousands of years and the desire to talk that had nowhere to put it at the moment.
"My first time... cooking for someone..."
"The first time... playing the piano for a man..."
"This is the first time... for a stranger to be so close to me."
"Even... take you into my residence..."
"Although... although these things may seem unsurprising or even ridiculous to others..."
"But for me..."
Her voice was even lower, with a hint of self-mockery. "It has broken the loneliness of thousands of years, exceeding all expectations..."
She paused, and there was deeper confusion and an indescribable throbbing in her glazed eyes.
"You give me a... very strange feeling..."
"Familiar... yet strange..."
"It's as if something deep in the soul... was lightly touched..."
"Yet... elusive..."
She shook her head slightly.
He seemed to want to get rid of this inexplicable emotion.
His gaze returned to Jiang Yantian's face, with an almost transparent sadness.
"Since... the origin is here, the destiny is here..."
"You... can never hear it again..."
"Then... let me tell you..."
"Some words... have been kept in my heart for too long... no one can say them... and I don't want to say them to anyone..."
"Today... the bento is... to express my feelings to the rain of flowers... to the silent island, and also to... your close friend who met by chance..."
Jiang Yantian was lying there, feeling a storm in his heart!
Damn it!
Confess your feelings!
Still facing a "dead man"!
This fairy... how many things are weighing on her heart?
And she couldn't speak... to a living person.
Instead, you can let go of all guard against the dead.
This misunderstanding... is really a mistake!
Once you express your true feelings, you can no longer treat them as normal.
If she knew that she was not dead, the first thing that would come to her mind would be what she confided in her heart.
Ling Ruowei spoke.
The choking that suppressed countless years.
It finally came out.
"Fellow Daoist, tell me... what did I do wrong?"
Her voice was hoarse as if it had been rubbed by sand.
There was confusion and resentment in his eyes that couldn't be resolved.
"I once thought that I had all the tenderness in the world, but in the end, it was just a fleeting Illusory Dream."
She kept talking to Jiang Yantian about past events in great detail.
And her own thoughts drifted back to Pure Mysterious Realm Domain above Nine Heavens.
Those days when I was surrounded by thousands of favors, now that I think about it, they have become the sharpest knife in my heart.
She is not the Realm Lord's biological child, but an orphan girl that the Ling Yuan Realm Lord brought back from the ruins of war.
But he values her more than his own daughter.
Not to mention the luxurious food and clothing, the most precious martial arts books in the realm will be delivered to her without reservation.
When she encounters setbacks in her cultivation, the Realm Master will personally give her guidance and provide gentle solutions.
Everyone in the realm, whether they are elders or attendants, respect and love her.
Just because she is kind to others, she never has the slightest bit of arrogance like a young lady.
Moreover, because of her outstanding talent, she has become one of the top ranks of the younger generation in just a century.
It has become the most dazzling pearl of Pure Mysterious Realm Domain.
At that time, she was filled with gratitude and tried her best to become better.
I want to be the pride of Pure Mysterious Realm Domain.
I want to live up to everyone's preference.
She never fights for power and gains, and takes everything in the house indifferently.
He even took the initiative to help take care of the affairs of the house and treated everyone with his heart and soul.
Even the lowliest attendant has never been disrespectful in the slightest.
But all of this completely collapsed the day the real eldest lady Ling Jun was found.
Ling Jun has been living outside since he was a child.
When he returned, he was full of timidity and sensitivity.
But underneath this appearance, there is a heart of snakes and scorpions.
At first, Ling Ruowei treated her sincerely and wanted to help her integrate into Pure Mysterious Realm Domain as soon as possible.
But Ling Jun regards her as a thorn in his side and a thorn in his flesh.
Jealous of her favor and talent, and her status in Pure Mysterious Realm Domain.
Hatred of her took away the life that belonged to her.
One is a proud woman, the other has mediocre qualifications.
Malice comes like a tidal wave without any warning.
Ling Jun designed to steal the treasure of the Presbyterian Church and put the blame on Ling Ruowei.
She secretly acted during the training ceremony and destroyed the foundation of her hard work.
She made trouble in front of the world lord and elders, saying that she was jealous of her sister.
Treat her harshly in secret.
The attitudes of those who had been gentle and considerate to her gradually changed.
The elders began to treat her coldly.
The attendants also dared to whisper behind their backs.
Even the Realm Lord, who had taken great care of her, looked at her with a bit more suspicion and alienation.
She tried to explain, tried to prove her innocence.
But all the excuses were defeated by Ling Jun's tears and grievances.
No one wants to believe her anymore.
That Miss Pure Mysterious Realm who was once surrounded by thousands of favors.
Overnight, he became a "dove occupying the magpie's nest" that everyone can despise.
Bullying ensued, and Ling Jun's personal maid dared to push and insult her.
The children in the mansion dare to deliberately provoke and make things difficult.
All her aura was taken away from her.
Imprisoned in a remote courtyard.
Jiang Yantian Listened, a little confused.
What the hell, a real and fake daughter's drama?
Damn, it's too bloody.
When I was in Jiang Lineage, Jiang Lineage's family friend, Su Lineage, also performed a show.
It's just the other way around.
The person who was bullied at that time was the real daughter Su Jinrou who had just been found.
Now she is his wife.
As for the fake one, Su Qian, she was married to Jiang Chen and was strangled to death by Jiang Chen.
Jiang Yantian Listen quietly.
Ling Ruowei is still talking slowly.
"Actually, the one that chills me the most is Ling Che."
"He is the real son of the Realm Lord, the man who once swore to protect his sister forever!"
"When I was slandered and bullied, not only did I not defend myself, but I was instigated by Ling Jun, and I developed nasty thoughts towards her."