She cried?
Wu Zhong couldn't help but tighten his grip, looking complexly at the person in his embrace, who was faintly asleep.
Throughout the long time he had known Ye Lingyue, he had seen the cunning Ye Lingyue, the lively and playful Ye Lingyue, but never her crying.
After encountering Ye Lingyue, Wu Zhong had once commanded his subordinates to investigate everything about Ye Lingyue.
From her tragic birth to the thirteen years when she had been a fool.
Many people, faced with such origins, would have been crushed, but she was not.
Even such pain, Ye Lingyue could endure, so what was it that pained her so much?
The Past Life Song, it evoked memories of a past life, what exactly did she see?
From the strand of thought that was extracted from Ye Lingyue's mind, it was murky, like a little fish swimming within Wu Zhong's palm.
Ye Lingyue had mentioned, she often had a nightmare, but upon waking, she would forget it.
