Prince Jing's tears washed away the bloodstains on his face. He cried while laughing, unable to stop. He felt that his life was a joke, constantly plotting against others, yet failing to realize he was also being plotted against.
Why didn't Xiao Ba reveal his mother's background to him? It was nothing more than because he was a prince.
In truth, his father wasn't cruel to his mother, nor did he wish her dead, nor did he hate him. It was because his mother gave birth to him, and feeling she had failed the ancestors, she left the world.
Gu Chengyu was right; all of this was merely his imagination!
"You all knew, yet you only kept it from me. It's too ridiculous; I was like a fool!" Prince Jing's vision blurred, his tears like broken beads and a sense of hopelessness arose in his heart.
Even Gu Chengyu knew, yet he was the last to find out. He didn't understand why his father didn't tell him earlier? Was it that Gu Chengyu withheld the letter privately?
