The next day, just as Wei Luo said, he truly brought me to meet his mother. When I stepped into the imperial palace again, I had feelings in my heart that I couldn’t even explain to myself.
This luxurious and magnificent place, originally a place many people yearned for, was now my nightmare – a place that had imprisoned me for hundreds of years, more terrifying than a prison.
Actually, the moment I entered the palace, I hoped in my heart to meet Water Zi Yi, hoping to quickly clarify the relationship between us and then leave this place.
Wei Luo intimately embraced me, walking towards the place that had once confined me.
I never imagined that Wei Luo’s mother lived right next to my small house. That day was not a coincidence; Wei Luo was going to see his mother, which is why he encountered me.
I was surprised when I met Wei Luo’s mother. She was truly beautiful, almost frightening.
Wei Luo must be around twenty-six or twenty-seven years old, but his mother showed no sign of aging and stood beside us like our sister.
When she first saw me, she was not as composed as I had imagined. She stared at my face in astonishment, murmuring, “So similar, so similar! It’s like that girl is standing right in front of me.” The smile on her face disappeared the moment she saw me, and she stared intently at my face, repeatedly saying the same sentence.
I gave her a faint smile: “Madam, Hui’er is my sister!” I glanced awkwardly at Wei Luo.
But when I turned to look at Weilo, he was looking at me with the same strange eyes as his mother. Their expressions were indescribably odd – a mix of joy, guilt, reluctance… filled with many emotions. Looking at their strange expressions, even with my years of studying psychology, I couldn’t completely guess their thoughts.
I forced a smile, looking embarrassed: “Why are you all looking at me like this!” My words finally brought them back to their senses. They quickly exchanged glances and recovered from their previous state.
