Chapter 109: Nightmare Reappears (5)
"Princess!"
Wang Ye called out again, trying to wake up the hesitant Ling Menghan.
"…Thank you for your trouble, Lord Wang. I don't think it's necessary. I will take the guest of our general's mansion back myself."
Although she didn't know what happened, Ling Menghan knew that something must have happened. Even though she didn't know what Yinyin was thinking, Ling Menghan still made a decision for her.
"I understand. Please excuse me, then."
Unexpectedly, Wang Ye said nothing, and without hesitation, he bowed slightly and turned away. Ling Menghan was a little surprised by his behavior, but she quickly adjusted herself and turned her gaze back to Yin Yin.
Yinyin's empty eyes revealed her inner despair and sadness. Ling Menghan really wanted to know what Wang Ye had said to Yinyin that made her look like this. From this situation, Ling Menghan was sure that Wang Ye knew Yinyin and they had a close relationship. Then, from another perspective, Yinyin entered the palace with her help. Even if her identity was exposed, even if it seemed nothing strange that Zhao Ziheng asked Wang Ye to find Yinyin, Yinyin became like this forced Ling Menghan to reconsider her idea, that is, the relationship between Yinyin and Zhao Ziheng could have been ignored, but it was not the case now.
"What happened?"
After waking up from her contemplation, Ling Menghan asked cautiously in a low voice, as if she was afraid that a loud voice would scare Yinyin; however, Yinyin's reaction surprised Ling Menghan. She was expressionless and had empty eyes just a moment ago, but now she was actually smiling? Ling Menghan really felt that she was smiling, a beautiful smile, but it was limited to her face, and the eyes that she once thought were beautiful and a little sad were filled with infinite sorrow and despair, so painful that it almost made her feel heartbroken.
“Yin Yin!!”
Even if she didn't see any tears, Ling Menghan felt even more heartbroken seeing Yin Yin like this.
"My life has been relying on the charity of others."
The simple and clear words sounded deeply shocking coming from the hoarse and bitter voice. He might even mutter to himself at any time, but Ling Menghan could hear it and was sure that his guess was correct. Yin Yin was really in the abyss of despair now.
"What happened? Tell me, please?"
Ling Menghan anxiously shook Yin Yin's arms, hoping that she could tell her the answer, so that Yin Yin might not be alone in her pain. At this moment, Ling Menghan sincerely hoped to pull Yin Yin out of the abyss of despair.
"I am very confused. I don't know what I should do. It seems that I can only wait for others to tell me or teach me how to do everything. What am I? A human? Why do I feel more like a puppet, and can only let others arrange things for me and listen to others' arrangements? Why do they all call it good intentions? What about me? What am I? Can I fight for it with my own ideas? Why didn't they tell me but chose to conceal it? They all thought they were doing it for my own good, but never asked for my consent. Why?"
Yin Yin spoke, her words were a little incoherent as if she was expressing the doubts in her heart, but to Ling Menghan it sounded more like a cry of despair; Yin Yin herself didn't know why she said that, but the words just came out of her mouth unconsciously, and now she suddenly felt that the fragments of past memories that she had finally recovered had become meaningless because the most real part was missing, which made her feel that what she had been pursuing had become worthless.
"It's ridiculous. What am I pursuing ? Memory? Would that kind of thing be meaningful to me? Even if I really find it back, I will still do it the way others have arranged for me, right? If you trace it back to the root, it will be for my own good, or there must be a reason. What is for my own good? What is a reason? What am I living for? Can I only wait? Can I only accept the life arranged by others?"
The half-smiley voice deeply hurt Ling Menghan's heart. She had never known that a person would be like this when he was desperate. She deeply felt Yinyin's heart that was almost twisted with pain. In a sense, Yinyin's pain had already exceeded the soul. The soul, Ling Menghan was so sure that her own life was arranged from the beginning, but it didn't matter. At least she knew that she had always been a political victim. Yinyin, who was reborn, had a more miserable life. Is such a rebirth really meaningful? Not only did it torture a person's body, but even the soul was tortured. In addition to despair, Ling Menghan felt that she could not find any words to describe Yinyin in front of her.
"Do you... still want to see him?"
Ling Menghan's voice was slightly trembling, and her voice seemed a little choked. She had not forgotten her previous meeting with Zhao Ziheng. She still felt that Zhao Ziheng's heart had long been occupied by someone after not seeing him for a long time. If it were not for that place, Ling Menghan might still feel a little hope for Yinyin, but after seeing him, she was desperate. Zhao Ziheng's reaction made her know that he always had that person in his heart, and that person was the hope that people who fell in love with Zhao Ziheng would never have any chance of luck; although Ling Menghan denied it again and again, she could no longer deny it now, because it was in that place that she saw Zhao Ziheng again after a long time, because it was in that place that she saw Zhao Ziheng's painful attachment again, and all this was just for one person, a person who had passed away. She didn't know what happened between them, but a woman's feeling made her understand that Zhao Ziheng could never forget the deceased, and that was the deceased queen Lin Wei who was sleeping in that place and was missed by Zhao Ziheng!
