There are too many regrets in this book.
The wall between Li Jianhong and Lingzi sealed the fate of life and death. Several sentences of "my son" are loud and clear, every word is precious.
Lang Junxia taught Lingzi how to be ruthless and left him a back view and a letter. They always seem to be parting. I hope he really has something in mind at the foot of Xianbei Mountain and rides his horse and whips. Instead of losing his life under the cliff in front of Lingzi, from now on, only infamy will exist in the world.
Wu Du will have to live in the shadow of a dead person for the rest of his life. With the desolation of Shangzi, the past has become an irreplaceable memory of Lingzi. He wants to make up for it but can't. Even the bowl of wontons after escaping from the Duan family will be Wu Ye's heartache. He wished that when they first met at Shangjing Pharmacy, he could predict his destined life and take Lingzi under his wings as soon as possible.
Li Yanqiu was trapped in the palace wall all his life. He looked forward to his father as a child and his brother as a child, but in the end, things went against his wishes. Everyone regards him as a sick young man who cannot be helped, as if everyone can bully him. No one is afraid of his majesty. Only Zheng Yan knows his joy and anger. It was in the contrast between Li Jianhong's iron and blood skills that this illusion emerged. He did not have any hatred for his brother, only resentment that he was too far away from him when he was on the expedition, and that his only bloodline was almost lost when he left.
