"Hai Lan said that she seduced the emperor, so Concubine Chun sent her to the flower room." He spoke slowly, his voice low and slightly hoarse.

"Later, Concubine Chun told Concubine Jia that Yanwan..."

When he said the name, his voice paused slightly.

"She didn't have a good life after that..."

"She washed Concubine Jia's feet every day, her hands soaked in icy water until they became red and swollen. She held the heavy candlesticks for long periods of time, her arms aching but she dared not put them down. She was often splashed with water, soaking wet, and shivering in the cold wind. Concubine Jia said she was only fit to serve her feet, and she made her eat rations for five years..."

He spoke at a steady pace, each word carrying weight, striking at the heart of the person. Those images kept resurfacing in his mind, and he seemed to be able to see the grievance and pain that Yan Wan had endured at that time.

"You don't know, everyone could bully her back then..." His voice gradually became lowered, with deep helplessness and sighs.

Yanwan, this word came out slowly from his mouth, and the voice was so hot that it made people's hearts tremble slightly.

At the same time, there is a trace of imperceptible attachment, gently brushing like a feather, making it elusive but clear that one can feel its presence.

"She said she would go find you, but you just told her to be patient."

Jinzhong gritted his teeth and spoke word by word, each word seeming to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

He stared straight at Ling Yunche, and except for a barely perceptible softness when he pronounced the word "Yan Wan", the rest of his expression was full of ruthlessness and determination.

"You don't know, if I hadn't met Yan Wan that rainy night, she would have been tortured to death by Concubine Jia..."

He recalled that night, and an uncontrollable anger welled up in his heart. He thought of Yan Wan's pitiful appearance, shivering in the rain, suffering all kinds of torture from Concubine Jia, while Ling Yun Che just asked her to endure it. This made him full of anger and disdain for Ling Yun Che.

His fair hands tightened even more, his knuckles turning white from the force. He squeezed Ling Yunche's neck tightly, the force so great that it seemed as if he wanted to vent all his anger in this pinch.

Ling Yunche only felt that it was difficult to breathe, his vision gradually turned dark, the whole world seemed to be spinning, and he almost fainted.

He struggled desperately, trying to pry Jinzhong's hands open with both hands, but Jinzhong was too strong and his struggle seemed so powerless.

The flickering candlelight flickered in the dim space, its swaying light hitting his face again and again. His originally handsome features became distorted in the flickering light and shadow, making people shudder.

Under this strange light and shadow, Jinzhong seemed to have lost his mind, leaving only hatred for Ling Yunche and the desire to protect Yanwan.

They can abuse me, a eunuch, that's fine.

But you can’t treat Yan Wan badly.

Even if it means turning her into an ugly evil ghost, I will do everything I can to pave the way for her.

"You know what? Hailan, Su Luyun, Ruyi, Jin Yuyan, Fucha Langya, all of them bullied her."

Where were you when she needed you?

Jinzhong suppressed his hatred and asked Ling Yunche again and again in his heart. These words were like sharp thorns, piercing his heart and causing him unbearable pain.

He knew that these words could not be said no matter what, as once they were spoken, they might cause more trouble, but he could not suppress the anger and pain in his heart.

Every time he said it, he felt heartbroken.

…At that time, I gave her two options: either …come to the Emperor and serve as a ladder for me to climb up, or …follow me quietly…

You don't know, she knelt before me, saying, "Eunuch Jinzhong, please love me." I was so happy, yet also so sad. She was tortured to the point of no return, and could only beg for mercy, kneeling down to beg a lowly, disgusting eunuch...

Did you know? It was raining so hard, and she didn't even have an umbrella, only a hat that couldn't cover anything. Her face was soaked with rain all the way through, and it was so painful to watch. I held the umbrella over her head to shield her from the rain, thinking that I would never let her suffer any injustice in the future...

You haven't been able to rescue her in five years. You people, you claim to be upright, but you are not even as good as a eunuch like me. I only know that if you are sincere to someone, you should hold her in the palm of your hand and treat her well in every way, even if it means putting your life in your hands...

“Cough cough cough…cough cough…”

Ling Yunche's painful cough broke the dead silence.

Jinzhong seemed to be suddenly touched by something, as if waking up from a dream. His eyes instantly regained a trace of clarity, and he suddenly loosened his hand that was tightly pinching Ling Yunche.

Ling Yunche instantly lost his support and fell to the ground in agony, like a kite with a broken string. His body was shaking violently, his hands covering his neck, and he coughed violently.

The veins on his neck were bulging from being pinched, and those protruding veins coiled around his face like angry vines, making him look particularly hideous.

Adding to this the burn scars that even his beard couldn't hide, making his face even more hideous and ugly. At this moment, he was in a state of disgrace.

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