Xuan Cheng remained silent as she raised her eyes to look into his, and this time she didn't see him as someone who was scary, nor did his demonic aura make her fearful of him. All she had was sympathy for him. Pure sympathy.
She had witnessed and felt the pain that he experienced when his father beat him and punished him. She experienced the wounds of betrayal that came from her father. She understood how he tried to understand his father and his decision and managed to make peace with the conclusion that suppressed his affection for the man who is biologically his father.
'He is the emperor and not my father.'
She had heard him saying this several times, whenever he greeted his father or saw him from afar, and only Xuan Cheng had experienced what it felt like other than Zhao Ming, not because she had a similar relationship with her father but because she went to his memories and explored his feelings attached to the memories.
