Ye Jin locked himself in the house alone and thought a lot.

From the beginning of memory, the wonderful time in his life was extremely short, and therefore, he felt that it was extremely precious.

When he was a child, his mother was very nice to him, but at that time, he felt that all this was normal, because every mother should treat her own children like this.

Even in the harem of intrigue, no mother would not love her children.

Or sincerity, even if some people consider their status more, there is no doubt that they cannot dislike or alienate their biological sons.

From a child's perspective, the mother's love for her son is not mixed with any power calculations, and the child's mind is very simple.

Ye Jin was indeed a simple child before his mother passed away.

In the next few years, he gradually realized and personally experienced the shame that he had never thought of before. The innocent and innocent child could not help but develop a cognition-

He thought that because of his mother's sudden death, the relationship between his father became a little distorted, so he had such a bad thought.

So even though he resisted, he did not really start to hate. He felt that over time, his father would slowly accept the fact that his mother passed away. However, this idea did not last long.

When the mother's ashes became the bargaining chip for his father to threaten him, all the warmth in his heart disappeared in an instant, and all the fantasies of father's kindness and son's filial piety turned into endless hatred and resistance at that moment.

But hatred and resistance cannot change the situation. He is indeed too weak. How can a young man fight against the powerful imperial power? How can he fight against his supreme king and father?

The only bargaining chip he has is his own life.

So in those seven years, he used his life to safeguard his vulnerable pride and dignity. He gradually realized that his mother's favor was most likely just an illusion.

The factors of hatred slowly grew and grew wildly in his heart. As he entered the palace again and again, and was injured again and again, all his thoughts in his heart were broken. Seven years allowed him to witness the inability to resist the imperial power, and also made him understand that all the calculations in his heart were just calculations, because they were too unrealistic, so it was impossible to achieve them.

Hatred can make people stronger, but they also need to have strong opportunities.

Later... all the fantasies were wiped out, and the only belief he had left was - to find his mother's ashes, and then, even if he could not kill Ye Jinghong, at least, he would be free from his control at all costs.

But even if it was just such a thought, it was nothing different to him.

Until he was almost desperate day after day, the man appeared in front of him inexplicably, with a teasing tone, "Since you live so painfully, it's better to give me your life and I will help you achieve what you want, how about?"

Perhaps he was already in a stagnant heart. He didn't even show any shock to this person who appeared in a strange way. He almost couldn't wait to say: "You can take my lifespan, just find my mother for me..."

"This is not possible." The man said with a smile, "I can only give you a chance, but you still have to do everything yourself."
Chapter completed!