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Ever since she returned to the capital, Zhuang Jiyue hadn't eaten a single thing. She was lying on her bed, her stomach empty and her body weak.

After a day of not eating, blood sugar drops rapidly, energy is obtained by breaking down the sugar in the liver, and the first thing you consume is your meat, not your fat.

Thus, when a person was hungry to a certain degree, they would have a feeling of floating, as if their head and feet were light, as if their soul were leaving their body.

Especially since Zhuang Jiyue's blood sugar was already low, and she needed to eat sweet milk tea often in order to maintain her high level of mental work, the symptoms of fasting were even more severe.

Zhuang Jiyue, in a state of hunger and discomfort, became half conscious and half awake. She then had a terrible nightmare.

In her dreams, she was betrayed by her subordinates. Her former colleagues looked at her with a peculiar gaze, as if she was a monster.

She felt that she had been abandoned by the world. It was so lonely and pitiful.

In her dreams, she was shackled by all the bad guys she had ever captured. She came to a place that was no longer like hell, and was tortured repeatedly with incomparable pain.

The surroundings in Zhuang Jiyue's dream were all a twisted and dark color. It was so scary that it made her back feel cold, her fingers felt stiff, and the bleak feeling in her heart made her feel flustered.

Facing this situation that made her feel despair, even Chu Xihee, whom she was looking forward to in her heart, didn't save her.

"You even suspect a person like me. You are truly a loathsome person, someone like you is not worth it for me to save you." Chu Xihee said in his dream.

"Maybe I'm not worthy of love." Zhuang Jiyue said in her dream, crying her heart out.

"What a pity. Why did I come to this world?"

"Rather than living like this and not being happy, it's better not to live like this."

Zhuang Jiyue felt abandoned by the world, the world's most lonely person, life has no importance to her.

The final scene was her falling off the cliff into the bottomless abyss.

When he suddenly woke up from his dream, what he saw when he opened his eyes was his room.

Only then did Zhuang Jiyue realize that it was all just a dream, and everything that had happened so vividly and vividly just now was only an illusory experience.

When those seemingly illusory experiences became her memories so real, Zhuang Jiyue had a feeling that she couldn't tell if they were real or illusory.

Neither truth nor falsehood mattered. What was important was that Zhuang Jiyue had indeed experienced it.

Even though she knew that those were fake, Zhuang Jiyue wasn't in the mood to improve.

It was as if she were in a dream. Tears began to flow from her eyes, running down her nose like a fine ridge, then down her eyelids to the left side of her face.

Li Shangtong, who was still in good shape, was sitting next to her, watching over her. She was looking at Zhuang Jiyue's back with concern.

Li Shangtong knew that Zhuang Jiyue had woken up and that she was still feeling upset.

He gently placed his hand on Zhuang Jiyue's arm and said, "Jiyue, let's eat something first. It's already so late, how can we not eat a bit?"

Then, he picked up a bowl of porridge and said, "This is the best heaven's mountain Golden Silk Blood Swallow nest porridge. Even if you don't eat anything, at least drink some porridge.

Zhuang Jiyue, on the other hand, was angry. She turned her back on Li Shangtong and said, "I'm starving. What has it got to do with you?"

"Yue'er, don't be angry. You've been suffering from hypoglycemia since you were young. If you don't eat it now, you won't be able to hold on."

Li Shangtong continued to persuade her, but Zhuang Jiyue was a stubborn person, and the one thing she didn't accept the most right now was that she was doing this for her own good.

She knew that to them, her will wasn't important, but her status as a young master's daughter was more important.

Because of this, he had the power to control her body.2

This was her strongest and most decisive resistance, representing her last stand for her own justice and her inability to resist them.

Zhuang Jiyue didn't respond. She remained silent and didn't move, already expressing her attitude.

Li Shangtong put down the bird's nest porridge and wiped his eyes with a handkerchief.

"You've always had the same temper as your dad since you were a kid, and you're still like this even now. You're still so stubborn, and if you recognize something right, then you won't easily change. You're simply someone who's carved out of the same mold."

Li Shangtong's tone carried a sense of helplessness, and the voice that came out of her soft and weak throat was filled with a hint of gentleness and gentleness.

"Since things have come to this, I can only bear with it. You should eat first, I'll talk to your father tonight and let him think about it."

Li Shangtong got up slowly and walked out. When he left, he saw Zhuang Jiyue through the crack in the door still standing there, so he closed the door.

Zhuang Jiyue knew that Li Shangtong was worried about her, and it was hard for her to be a mother, especially when she was between her father and herself.

The symptoms of hypoglycemia darkened her eyes again, and she felt as if she were about to leave the world, as if she were falling powerlessly into a dark well.

In the end, Zhuang Jiyue barely managed to hold on as she picked up the bowl of soup and scooped a bit into her mouth.

A sweet feeling came over her, like the rain after a long drought. The congee water moistened her dry lips, making them turn red again.

Zhuang Jiyue understood her mother, and Li Shangtong's usual gentleness was the comfort of her childhood.

But she knew her father as well, a man as stubborn as she was, even more stubborn than she was.

So she knew it was impossible to expect a sudden change of heart from her father.

However, Zhuang Jiyue did not give up in the end. There was still a last sliver of hope in her heart.

Even if the hope was so slim.

Yes, the Manor was currently heavily guarded, to the point of almost one person at every ten steps.

The manor was guarded. Even at night, they would patrol around in shifts. The bodyguards would report on time through their walkie-talkies, not relaxing in the slightest.

With such defenses, even a fly would be tracked, let alone a human.

The reason for doing so wasn't just to prevent Zhuang Jiyue from escaping.

At this moment, it began to rain.

The sky flashed without warning, and cold rain fell. Everything was enveloped in the wet air of the rain, but the green grass in the manor garden began to tremble with joy.

"Reporting, there is no movement from the west gate."

"Reporting, there's no movement from the east gate either."

"Reporting, it's the same for the north gate."

"..."

It had been a long time since she had seen such a heavy rain, especially in this late autumn season. It seemed to be a reflection of her mood.

Zhuang Jiyue, who had yet to sleep at night, suddenly walked to the window. She wanted to get a closer look at the thunderstorm that would make people's hearts surge.

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