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Chapter 56 It’s not your fault

Although he got the answer, Lin Luo opened his mouth and was speechless for a moment.

Even though he had been a eunuch for more than ten years, he had no idea about the palace secrets Jiang Li mentioned.

The few words that leaked out from the palace were that the late emperor was seriously ill, and Concubine Li Shu, Jiang Li's biological mother, served before the collapse and never left her side. Unfortunately, she was infected with wind and cold when she was worried every day, and it was difficult to treat with medicine and stone, so she died first.

When the late emperor was dying, he issued a special edict to posthumously confer Concubine Li Shu as his concubine, and to be buried with him in the coffin.

I remember that there were still many palace ladies talking about this matter in low voices, expressing their envy of the late emperor and Concubine Li Shu who lived and died together.

One was seriously ill and lingered on the bedside, while the other waited on him without moving an inch. Later, he followed him and was buried together in the coffin.

Living in the same bed and dying in the same coffin is more touching than dying in the same cave.

Unfortunately, this is not the truth. The truth is often cruel.

And this touching story of living and dying together was probably spread intentionally by the late emperor before his death.

After all, the tighter the cover is, the easier it is to attract prying eyes. It is better to release false news and let the people in the palace gossip about it to confuse the public.

The late emperor really made all his plans.

But this is not incomprehensible.

The crown prince and future emperor of a country is actually a girl. Needless to say how important this secret is.

In order to keep this secret, no matter how high the price is, no matter how high the price is.

When he was seriously ill, the old emperor knew that his end was approaching and he would never have the chance to have a son. Seeing that his daughter was about to ascend the throne, he executed everyone who knew the secret.

Maybe not many people were killed. After all, not many people could know such an important secret, but everyone must be someone close to her.

These lives became a blood debt weighing on her heart.

She would think that her mother and those who were killed all died because of her.

"She suffered from some kind of psychological stress trauma, accompanied by long-term depression."

Faintly, Lin Luo's ears seemed to hear the words that Dr. Wang said when he was in the mental hospital a few days ago.

This incident is the so-called psychological stress trauma.

At that time, Jiang Li had just ascended the throne and was in the most painful time in her heart. Even though, as she said, she was resentful of Huang Kao, with her intelligence, she was not unable to understand the late emperor's painstaking efforts, and she was able to understand the seriousness of the matter.

The person the old emperor killed was telling her that no matter what, she must keep this secret. If anyone knows this secret, they will not be tolerated or shown mercy, and they must be executed.

At this time, facing a young eunuch who knows her secret, the choice she should make is to kill him to avoid future troubles.

After all, many people have died in order to keep the secret and to ensure the stability of the throne, so why not add another one?Besides, if he leaked the secret, wouldn't those people's lives be in vain?
But in this case, she made a decision that went against common sense - to save her own life, choosing not to commit murder and avoid incurring a blood debt.

Despite her cold nature and paralyzed face, which looks like a big ice lump without emotions, she is actually a kind and good girl.

And underneath her cold appearance, she didn't know how much pain and self-blame was hidden, but she had been enduring it silently without showing it, and she only showed it to others indifferently.

Thinking of this, the pity in Lin Luo's heart finally reached its peak. He couldn't help but reached out and touched Jiang Li's head, comforting her with a warm voice: "Although the late emperor killed many people to keep the secret, you don't have to feel guilty about it. Sorry, don't blame yourself, it's not your fault."

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An arrogant dog's paw caressed the top of his head wantonly. Jiang Li raised his head to look at him, his brows gradually frowning.

"Ahem." Lin Luo coughed and calmly withdrew his hand. Seeing that he had reached the entrance of the community, he pointed to the breakfast shop on the side, "Let's go have breakfast."

Two bowls of soy milk, two fried dough sticks, a drawer of steamed buns, and free pickles.

I found an empty table outside and sat down. The morning sun was shining warmly on my body. There were more and more traffic on the road, and the whole city began to wake up in the morning light.

Although someone touched the faucet with a wanton hand, Jiang Li could only choose to swallow his anger and not argue with him.

At this time, she seemed to have come out of her previous depression, and returned to her usual expressionless look.

She took a spoonful of soy milk and put it in her mouth. She looked up at the traffic on the street and then back at the diners around her.

The heat filled the air and the crowds were buzzing.
She thought of the people in the city she had seen while standing on the corner tower of Miyagi. Although they were different from here, they didn't seem to be any different. They were all lively after all.

"You have no soul when you eat like this. Come on, give me the spoon and watch it. Stir it like this to mix the sugar in the soy milk evenly, and then soak the fried dough sticks in it."

Lin Luo took the spoon from her hand, stirred it together, then tore the fried dough sticks into pieces and soaked them in. Then he put the spoon into the bowl and raised his chin, "Here, you can try it again now."

Jiang Li frowned again. Just now, Lin Luo snatched the spoon from her hand in an almost robbing manner. Before she could react, her bowl of soy milk was filled with fried dough sticks.

The pure whiteness that was originally used to conquer the frost and snow has now become an eyesore.
She raised her head and saw that Lin Luo's eyes were full of anticipation, and she almost wrote the words "Try it soon" on her face.

Unable to resist the hospitality, Jiang Li pursed his lips, picked up a spoon, scooped out a small piece of fried dough sticks soaked in soy milk, and put it into his mouth.

"How about it, is it delicious?"

Jiang Li chewed the fried dough sticks in his mouth and kept silent during eating and sleeping. He ignored him and just nodded.

Although it is unsightly, it does become much more delicious.

"These fried dough sticks must be soaked in soy milk. This is the correct way to eat them."

Jiang Li saw the joyful expression on his brows and felt a little confused. She asked, "Lin Banban seems to be very happy?"

"Ang, this is called Amway in today's terms, planting grass. You accepted my recommended way of eating and expressed your approval. This will give people a sense of satisfaction."

This statement does not seem intuitive. Lin Luo simply gave an example: "This feeling is like if something happens in the court and a certain minister proposes a solution, and you adopt it and express your approval, he will also be very happy." Satisfied, happy, understand?"

"How can these two be confused?"

"Why not? Although one is a trivial matter of eating and the other is a national event, they both bring the same sense of satisfaction."

"Emotional stimulation has no distinction between high and low. It's just like if you eat a one-dollar candy, it's very sweet, and you feel very happy; if you eat a 5000-yuan candy, it's very sweet, and you feel very happy, although the value It’s thousands of times different, but it’s still happiness, right?”

Jiang Li shook his head, "I think you are being sophistical. Besides, I don't have much, so I can only pay for what I want to eat. 5000 yuan of candy is such a waste of money. Lin Banban will not buy it for me."

Lin Luo thought for a while, then nodded with a poor ambition: "That's right."

(End of this chapter)