Chen Yuling's emerald eyes blinked owlishly.
"Wait… so if I understand you correctly…"
She shook her head out of shock.
"Mother also has a powerful constitution… just like mine? And it's been transforming and tormenting her body with severe pain… for years?"
Li Qingmu replied with a nod.
"Indeed. It's very likely she has endured far worse than you have. She has carried that constitution for decades longer. The cold yin flares… the meridian agony… she's hidden it all behind that perfect smile of hers."
The words speared Chen Yuling's heart.
Her delicate hand flew to her mouth to slap over her lips as a choked sob tore free.
Tears welled instantly.
"I can't believe this…"
They spilled over her lashes in shimmering drops.
"I… I complain almost every day…"
She mumbled through her tear-stained fingers.
