Seeing his hands strangled her own child, strangling Little Treasure who she carried for ten months, only for him not to survive in the end.
Every time she thinks of it, it's a pain that pierces her heart like a sharp blade.
Seeing him holding a torch, setting the church on fire, while she and Shuang'er and Huang'er were helpless in the blaze, the flames licking at their feet, scorching their skin.
After that great fire in London, a scapegoat from the military took all the blame.
But who was the real mastermind, both Yin Shixiu and she knew full well.
Throughout this journey...
How much blood has stained Yin Shiqing's hands?
How large is Su Xiaomeng's life? How large is Yin Shixiu's life? And how large is the life of her precious twins?
To withstand his repeated persecutions...
"Just because there are so many guests here today, he had to say these things. What? Have Mom and Dad forgotten how much effort Shixiu put into reclaiming this Yin Mansion?"
