“In the future, if you get the chance, run far away from here and don't ever come back. Don't think about anyone. Don't care about anyone. Don't turn around no matter what you hear. Close your eyes and run away somewhere where no one can find you, understand?”
Xiao Bao shakes his head, his tears blurring his sight, “I'm not leaving you.”
The blind concubine sighs, “I won't ever be able to leave the palace but I won't let you be confined here forever like me. One day, I'll let you go and leave this place forever. Think if it as me returning all those years you spent here.”
Xiao Bao keeps shaking his head, unwilling to listen anymore, “If master doesn't leave, I won't leave either. I want to be by your side forever.”
“This is the palace,” the blind concubine's voice grows lighter, “nothing is real, nothing is sincere, not even the heart. Listen to me. Leave here as soon as you get a chance.”
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“Why do you say that. You've never seen the emperor.”
“I have.”
“... what?”
“Just be more careful. Do not speak, do not see, only do your job as you should. I-I'm still waiting for you to visit often.”
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Ever since that day, seven years ago, since his eyes were never able to see anymore.
He would never forget the person who trampled and blinded his eyes. Forever.
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What Jue Yu has said wasn't wrong. There were a lot of rotten secrets hidden in the corrupted Imperial Family. Wen Mu Yan merely caught a glimpse of him putting the seal on for a split second, he had to ruin this youth's pair of eyes.
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That tearing up the heart and splitting the lung kind of pain and the wailing shrieks were swept away by the screams of the fierce wind and the cruel snow of a faraway place. To a place that couldn't be heard by anybody.
This youth, who had lost his eyesight, was lonely and in solitary, day after day, in the small yard in the Cold Palace, living quietly as if he had died.
Nobody knew how many tears he had shed, how many sleepless nights he had experienced, alone in his pitch black world, in the silent and still nights.
This kind of matter was already not of importance anymore.
In the Imperial Palace, Wen Mu Yan had already ceased to exist.
Now, in the Imperial Palace existed only a blind concubine. The Blind Concubine wouldn't shed his tears. Also wouldn't cry. He no longer had any sense nor responded. Only those blank eyes. Miserably ashen pupils. Face without any expression. Without saying a word.
He was no longer the child at that time who was carrying the carved jade, fair with jet black eyes.
The one who blinded his pair of eyes, was not other people, it was the Emperor himself.
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He was already dead, decayed and turn into dust, he could never have whatever he desired anymore.
He poured out all of his hopes and entrusted them onto this child, Xiao Bao.
If Xiao Bao could go out from the Palace, be free, he would also be free, without any regret.
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The Blind Concubine reclined on the soft divan, once he reclined, it would be for the whole day. This soft divan was the same divan they brought along when they moved out from the Cold Palace. Xiao Bao ever seated on it, Yu Li ever seated on it, but at the present, remained him alone to use it.
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danmei lines
RandomThis is basically lines that I copied, and is currently chilling in my clipboard lol The lines here isn't in order, since I would reread some parts of the novel based on my mood, and when I would read that line again, I would copy it and not caring...
