"Yes, this memory torments me every day, every moment, almost driving me to complete breakdown," said Gui Qinshao.
An elder from the Dragon Temple said, "Then, could you tell me what exactly it is that torments you? The human spirit is fragile yet powerful, capable of sustaining infinite agony. Memories that can bring such pain are no more than three kinds: loss, regret, truth. To which does the lady belong?"
At the elder's words, Gui Qinshao was taken aback, as they pierced straight through to her heart.
What was the source of her pain?
Was it loss? She had lost her most precious purity—was this the root of her suffering?
Although she wished to admit it, because it would mean she was of great nobility and purity, the reality was that this was not the source of her greatest pain.
Of course, it indeed left indelible marks on her body and soul, even scars.
But... this was not the most painful source.
