"Take a look, these are all what Xing Zhi painstakingly wrote through the night during these past few days..." she said, holding out a thick stack of papers in her hand.
The thick pile of papers, neatly written, whispered to Wei Ya, telling him about the sincerity and effort of the woman who wrote them.
In these few days, under the heavy burden of being falsely accused, Wei Ya hadn't paid much attention to his surroundings, and didn't notice the weariness in her eyes.
No, she had been hiding it, not wishing to distract him with her woes.
She must have worked tirelessly through the night to transcribe these many sutras, and during the day, performed her usual duties without any signs of complaint or request for recognition.
Weiya's heart was struck as if by a massive hammer, that's when he finally came back to reality and asked, "What did you say? I sold her?"
Yundou then repeated what she had said before.
