Although Ying Rushi knew well how capricious and cruel Ying Le was, she strangely felt a flicker of emotion in her heart.
Ying Le was like that; when she was fond of you, you were her most treasured toy, she wouldn't hesitate to give you everything in the world, and would hold you tightly even in her sleep. But when you ceased to amuse her... you were just a toy.
Ying Rushi lowered her head, staring intently at the Yaksha Mask, her eyes revealing a pleading look.
After ten years of Ying Le's rule, those who dared to oppose her had long been fed to dogs, and even the silent ones were banished from the court. Eventually, those who didn't praise her with enough enthusiasm became sinners. Ying Rushi had seen all over the court; everyone was Ying Le's lackey, mindlessly executing Ying Le's orders with no one daring to harbor compassion.
