Mingshu's clear, bright eyes steadily observed the person speaking, his gaze filled with sorrow and despair, his eyebrows and eyes tinged with resentment.
Among this group of common folk, there were not a few who shared his sentiment, showing hatred on their faces whenever the imperial court was mentioned.
Her originally angry heart suddenly calmed down in that instant.
Because she realized that she had no right to judge these people's right and wrong, after all, it wasn't she who suffered, it wasn't she who lived every day in despair, and certainly not she who was powerless as friends and family died one by one.
If that was the case, it would be quite presumptuous of her to judge these people from her own perspective, standing high and mighty without feeling their pain.
