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Chapter 3327 The Real World 694
Feng Lihen didn't say anything, because he knew that it would be useless to say more.

Silent company is what she needs most at this moment.

In the middle of the night, the door of the study was pushed open.

Xue Qian raised his head when he heard the voice, and saw Feng Lihen walk into the house.

"I want to see her." Xue Qian said anxiously.

After she walked out of the study, he wanted to go out, wanted to ask clearly, but found that the door of the study could not be opened, and no matter how much he yelled, people outside seemed to be unable to hear her.

"You should go." Feng Lihen looked cold.

"I just want an answer. If I get the answer, I will leave." Xue Qian's attitude was unprecedentedly firm.

He really didn't understand what her family's debt meant.

He really didn't understand why she drugged herself and gave herself a book about poison.

Feng Lihen looked at him with cold black eyes, "Do you really want to know? Even if the result will make you collapse, and even make you unable to live with peace of mind in this life, would you want to know?"

Xue Qian nodded solemnly and firmly.

"think."

He wants to live clearly.

"Okay. Since this is what you want, I will grant it to you."

Feng Lihen raised his hand, and a golden light entered his mind.

In the next second, Xue Qian froze on the spot, and his complexion gradually turned pale.

That golden light was wrapped in Yutang's memory, from the time she entered the Jin Palace, how she was tortured to death, how she became a ghost, how she followed her enemies, and watched them torture her relatives to death.

Watch how they tortured their brother.

her hate.

her complaint.

Her helplessness.

her despair.

All her emotions are like a brand, deeply imprinted in his heart, as if the person who experienced everything was not her, but himself.

He felt her helplessness, her despair, and her hatred.

In the room, Xue Qian suddenly fell limply on the chair, as if he couldn't bear the bone-piercing pain.

"That's the truth you want."

Feng Lihen's words drew his attention back.

Xue Qian raised his head slowly, only to see that his eyes, which were originally clear as water, turned red and filled with pain.

"That's an illusion, right? That's not real, right?"

Xue Qian at this moment is like a drowning person, trying to grasp the last straw.

Unfortunately, that one was not a life-saving straw, but the last straw that broke the camel's back.

"This is everything Tang'er has experienced. It's just her life, which shouldn't be like this, so she was lucky enough to live again."

Xue Qian covered his face with his hands in pain, tears kept falling from between his fingers.

Why, why is this so!
Why is the self in the illusion so cruel, why can I watch all of that, why does the self become so cold-blooded.

Why is he there so hateful.

Xue Qian cried until he couldn't make a sound.

He finally understood why Yutang's hatred came from when she saw him for the first time.

He finally understood what she said before.

He finally understood why she gave him the Poison Sutra, but then poisoned him.

Xue Qian knelt on the ground and kept repeating a sentence.

"sorry Sorry……"

That confession and self-blame can only be expressed with these three words, even if they are so pale and weak, they cannot really express the guilt and remorse in my heart.

The people in the house cried like lost lambs, helpless and at a loss.

(End of this chapter)