"Yuan Ge, when can you give up all this vanity and put aside all those hatreds?" Chi Mu always asked Yuan Ge. He clearly knew that power and hatred had already invaded Yuan Ge's mind, but he still tried without fear.
Yuan Ge herself knew that she was a imprisoned bird. She could look up and see the vast sky and feel the huge power of the sea water, but she could never leave the prison. What good was the paradox of freedom?
Perhaps at that time, Chi Mu himself knew that his time was running out. As long as Yuan Ge gained more strength and understood more truth, he would bury him with his own hands. Maybe Yuan Ge also understood deep in his mind. But they have still been together for so long, and none of them will bring up the topic of power, but they all know it. But it can never be spit out.
She could watch her most cherished sister sleep underground forever through her hands with perfunctory and helpless eyes. She could also support a table alone and stare at a cloud for a long time without feeling alone. She could also hold the king's hair and proudly stand on the highest place in the country to announce her inheritance. What's more, you can hide the dagger in your sleeve in a place as beautiful and artistic as the green mist, clear water, and peach blossoms in order to eliminate the last danger as soon as possible. Even though the other person is the person you cherish the most, it doesn't matter.
She is always so vague on these matters, always lying to others, and she is also lying to herself. However, there is only one consequence for lying to yourself, and that is to lose yourself.