However, in his heart, Zi Yin knew that Su Hu's life and the memories of their shared past couldn't be erased. The image of Mingzhe, the pet turtle they had cared for together, remained etched in his mind. But he had to remind himself that Ren Ling and Zhan Sheng were different entities in this current lifetime. The pang of melancholy tugged at his heart, but he pushed the emotion aside, knowing that dwelling on it would serve no purpose in their present circumstances.
Realizing the lateness of the hour, Zi Yin gathered the courage to speak up, his voice soft and hesitant. "My lord, it's getting late. Perhaps it's time for us to bid each other goodnight—"
