He fell silent for a moment, his eyelids drooping, and smiled with some indifference.
"I feel disgraced."
"Where's the disgrace?"
"Father and son at each other's throats, selfish and self-serving, indifferent to the death of a wife for one's own desires..." He mocked himself, "Such an origin is no different from that of the Qi Family."
He said calmly, "I also loathe myself."
Lu Tong had never seen Pei Yunmeng like this; her heart softened.
"I don't understand," she said.
"Haven't you already guessed?"
Pei Yunmeng turned his head to look at her, his eyes brimming with bitterness, "The real cause of my mother's death."
It was after his mother's death that he began to realize.
If the abduction of his mother by the rebel army was a coincidence, then the subsequent deaths of his maternal grandfather, and his Uncle Yi Jia, planted a seed of doubt in the young man's heart.
