Her eyes were dry and aching, yet from beginning to end, not a single tear fell.

She had long since lost the ability to cry.

Because Han Jing was right, in this world, the only person who indulged her without considering gain or loss was dead and would never return to her side again. So, no one would ever unconditionally give to her like he did.

She single-handedly destroyed all her happiness.

So what right did she have to expect them to understand her?

Her two daughters, her own flesh and blood—one she kept by her side but never truly raised, the other she abandoned at birth. As selfish as she was, what right did she have to seek their forgiveness?

Su Yaogeng looked at Han Litong’s desolate and lonely silhouette, then couldn’t help but turn her gaze to Han Jing: "Jing’er? No matter what, she is your biological mother. If there’s any misunderstanding... it’s best to resolve it soon. Her life is indeed lamentable."

Han Jing shook her head and pulled Su Yaogeng to sit down: "Mother, if there really was a misunderstanding, do you think I’m such a petty person?"

Su Yaogeng was puzzled: "Then what’s going on?" 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

If Han Litong hadn’t shown up, Han Jing originally didn’t want to talk about those things to her, but now if she didn’t explain clearly, her mother would probably always be preoccupied.

Han Jing sighed and recounted to Su Yaogeng the whole story of their trip to Yanjing City and later to Beihan Palace.

"Speaking of hate, there’s really nothing much to hate. Everyone has their own choices and ways of life, and their own destinies. I just don’t have the fate of a mother-daughter relationship with her." Perhaps all relationships in this world are predestined, and she was destined to have no relationship with Han Litong.

Su Yaogeng remained silent for a long time after listening to Han Jing’s account, finally sighing: "You’re right, there really is no destiny."

Perhaps from Han Jing’s standpoint, there were many things that Han Jing couldn’t empathize with, but Su Yaogeng, who was after all born in the palace, had experienced many things that Han Jing hadn’t, so she might understand that Han Litong was indeed overwhelmed by her circumstances. The sad part was that after enduring so many hardships, she didn’t courageously persevere; she didn’t believe that true emotions existed in this world.

If, after leaving Yanjing, she had bravely lived on and treated her two children well, as Han Jing said, with the deep affection Fengxi had for Han Litong, they could have had and started anew in life. But, sadly, one wrong step led to more, eventually ending in such a fate.

Han Jing, resting her chin on her hands, blinked at Su Yaogeng: "So, Mother, while you’re still young, you should love Father well again. Life only comes once. Though life can be extended, if love is missed, it can never return. So cherish it as you go!"

Su Yaogeng reached out to poke her forehead: "You’re just taking the chance to speak well of him!"

Han Jing covered her head: "I’m only speaking the truth!"

Su Yaogeng helplessly shook her head.

At this moment, Aunt Xi brought in some food. Han Jing, concerned that Han Litong might return in another fit of rage, said to Su Yaogeng, "I’ll keep you company, and after we finish eating, let’s pack up and head to the palace."