Hey, you are reborn too?

The screams suddenly stopped, and the room became extremely quiet. Only the cold wind kept coming in through the window, and sharp screams were heard from time to time.

During the whole process, Jiang Mian's breathing was not disordered at all. He wielded the knife with great accuracy, avoiding vital parts with every move. Only the last stab pierced the maid's heart, killing her instantly.

He even reached out and gently closed the maid's eyes.

The sky is still dark at this moment, like a lump of thick ink that cannot be dissolved.

Jiang Mian smelled the strong smell of blood in the air and saw the miserable appearance of the maid on the ground, but he didn't feel anything at all.

No fear, no anger, no relief...

For a moment, he seemed to really feel that he had forgotten all human emotions and became a "God" high above.

Jiang Mian suddenly felt a needle-like pain in his temple, and his heart skipped a beat in shock - why would he have such a thought?

Although my mother always told me to learn to hide my emotions, learn to abandon my emotions, and learn to be a person without emotions.

But I never took those words seriously.

When I was completing the tasks assigned by my mother, I would always comfort myself, thinking that it was okay, these people were bad guys, they deserved to die, I had done nothing wrong, and killing them would be getting rid of harm to the people.

Every time he completed a task, he felt excited and proud of himself.

But this time the situation was quite different. The maid in front of him was clearly in a very tragic state, but he did not feel the slightest pleasure in his heart. Instead, he was extremely calm, with only a faint sense of compassion.

Why is that?

Could it be that after all these years of education by my mother, something has finally gone wrong with my heart?

In this room where you couldn't hear a pin drop, Jiang Mian could clearly hear his own heartbeat.

Once, twice, his heart was like a violent drumbeat, beating violently in his chest, trying to break through the restraints of his ribs.

Maybe it was too anxious and jumped too vigorously, causing Jiang Mian's eyes to go dark.

A gust of cold wind blew, making Jiang Mian's hair stand on end. He shuddered all over and his vision became clearer again.

That's an amazing feeling.

The complex sound of heartbeats slowly dissipated like the tide.

In the silent void, a voice sounded in Jiang Mian's mind.

You did the right thing. You successfully reduced her sins and made her stop doing evil in the world. You saved her.

The world in front of Jiang Mian became blurry. He didn't know whether he was in a dream or reality...

Suddenly, footsteps were heard outside the door.

"Mian'er!"

It's my mother's voice...

Jiang Mian's face was covered in blood, his hands were gently hanging down, his moon-white embroidered brocade robe was stained with dark red everywhere, and the auspicious cloud pattern on his cuffs had been dyed into another color by the dried blood. In the dark night, it looked particularly strange.

He stood in front of a maid who no longer looked like a human, his eyes lowered, and he said nothing.

His breathing was a little heavy, but he felt relaxed.

He is waiting for his mother's judgment.

The servant lit the lamp, and the room was gradually illuminated.

Jiang Mian squinted slightly. For some reason, when he saw the light, he felt a natural resistance in his heart, as if he felt that the things that were still rioting in his body also knew that they could not stand the light.

"That's enough. Don't order anymore."

After the servants lit up nearly half of the lights in the house, Jiang Mian wanted more than ever to escape from the light source and hide in the other dark place.

He couldn't help but speak in a hoarse voice, stopping the servant from lighting the lamp.

"Mian'er, what happened?"

Concubine Chen may have noticed her abnormality, and at this moment, her face looked a little nervous.

"She wants to take my Tianhong Jue."

Jiang Mian's movements were a little clumsy, and he pointed at the Tianhong Jue that had fallen outside his clothes.

"She also stabbed me in the back with a pair of scissors."

Jiang Mian gently turned sideways to show Concubine Chen the shocking wound.

"Everyone, step back!"

Concubine Chen suddenly took a step forward and shouted, blocking everyone's sight towards Jiang Mian.

At the same time, she gave Jiang Mian a deep look.

Jiang Mian was a little confused, but he had been with his mother for many years, and he could understand his mother's warning with just one look, so he still stood there obediently without moving.

The guards and palace maids were very considerate. They all lowered their heads and left through the partition door like the receding tide. No one stopped for a moment, and no one dared to raise their eyes.

"Mian'er, come here."

Jiang Mian bent his numb legs and moved to the table.

There is a medicine box in the secret compartment beside the table. Mother...are you going to apply medicine to me?

Jiang Mian felt a little bit of anticipation in his heart.

Over the years, I have been on missions frequently and have many scars on my body.

But usually the injuries were in the front part which he could deal with himself. This was the first time he was attacked from the back.

The place where the puncture occurred was right at the back of the heart, and it would be extremely difficult to pry open my hand and apply medicine.

So, my mother saw that it was difficult for me to apply the medicine and wanted to help?

Jiang Mian mustered up his courage and walked to the bright oil lamp. In an instant, the fear of light in his heart was suppressed, and what surged violently in his heart was the desire for his mother's care.

In order to make it easier for Concubine Chen to apply medicine, Jiang Mian turned over as soon as he arrived.

He was even sensible enough to start taking off his clothes himself.

"Stop, turn around first."

Concubine Chen's voice was muffled and sounded a little angry.

Jiang Mian paused as he was pulling at his coat.

Although he didn't quite understand, he still turned around obediently.

Maybe before applying the medicine, my mother would always criticize and blame me and give me some instructions.

"Snapped"!

Before Jiang Mian could react, a heavy slap landed on his face, leaving him stunned.

A burning pain appeared on his cheek, and Jiang Mian, who was in disbelief, finally digested the fact that his mother had really slapped him in the face, and the force was quite strong.

Jiang Mian felt that his face might be swollen.

A feeling of resentment and anger arose from the bottom of his heart, but turned into sourness and condensed in his nose. In an instant, Jiang Mian felt warm liquid surging in his eye sockets.

"Listen to me."

Concubine Chen spoke coldly.

"Your biggest mistake today was mentioning your injury in front of all the servants!"

The words of Concubine Chen were like pieces of ice, smashing hard into the young boy's heart.

When you get hurt, you have to bear it all by yourself.

Jiang Mian felt a tightness in his chest, and a large number of rebuttal words gathered on the tip of his tongue, ready to burst out as soon as he opened his mouth.

But Jiang Mian's body's instinctive reaction was much faster than he wanted to react.

"Mother is right. I know my crime."

Although his mother applied medicine to him later and the redness and swelling on his face were slowly disappearing, Jiang Mian always felt that he had created a very long distance between himself and his mother in his heart.

He will remember his mother's teachings in his heart.

But no matter how much attention and love his mother received, he no longer dared to think about it.

Jiang Mian gradually built up a wall between himself and others. He actively avoided emotional exchanges with others and always kept to himself.

However, he did not expect that a year later, his life creed would encounter the biggest challenge at Anguo Temple.