When Han Xian heard this, he couldn't help but look deeply at Song Tao.
He smiled slightly and said, "Oh, Young Master Song, the youngest head of the Song family, will there be times when his confidence is so weak?"
Song Tao frowned and glanced at Han Xian speechlessly and irritably.
"Look," Han Xian reached out and picked up a large piece of Song Tao's sunspots on the chessboard, "A city is broken from the inside."
Han Xian made a pun.
It's not only about the chess game, but also about him.
Said that his heart was broken by Song Qin.
It's not that Song Tao doesn't understand, he just... doesn't know how to face it yet.
He knew that Han Xian, a Taoist priest, was quite good at Taoism. He was outstanding both as a person and as a Taoist.
Moreover, he is Wen Jin's senior brother.
Han Xian's identity made Song Tao particularly relaxed in front of him, giving him an extraordinary level of trust.
These next words... Song Tao never thought that he would mention them to anyone.
He thought that this was his shame and he would never speak of it in his life.
Earlier, he even thought that he would silence anyone who dared to talk about it.
But at this time, maybe he was too depressed, maybe he really needed an outlet...
"My mother is a singer, of low status..."
Han Xian picked up a white jade chess piece and glanced at Song Tao.
Song Tao smiled desolately, "If it's just a low status, that's it. My father is so good to her and doesn't care about her origins or her experiences...
"But she actually colluded with outsiders, poisoned my father, killed him, and ran away with another man...abandoning me who was still young at the time.
"Such a woman...is really disgusting. And I...was the child of such a woman.
"She killed my father. The Song family business was originally supposed to be inherited by my father, and the position of the head of the family also belongs to my father... But am I really qualified to inherit it?"
Song Tao forgot about Luozi.
He looked at Han Xian with a worried and painful expression.
It seemed that Han Xian, a cultivator, could give him an accurate answer.
"It will be easier if you ask, right?"
Han Xian said with a smile, "From avoiding and not daring to face it to now daring to speak out, this is a good progress."
"Haha..." Song Tao smiled coolly.
He thought Han Xian had any great ideas.
"Don't be disdainful, it means you have already begun to solve your own 'internal city' problems.
"If a city is in chaos, it will be breached by outsiders. Most likely there is something wrong within the 'city'.
"You are now close to the core of the problem. Once you truly solve this core problem, it will only be a matter of time before you regain the lost ground."
Han Xian's determined "click" landed another piece.
"Oh, why do you think I told you this?" Song Tao asked coldly.
Didn't he just regard Han Xian as an expert who could solve the core problem?
But Han Xian didn't say a single useful word.
Han Xian chuckled, "This city is in your heart. You are the lord of the city, and only you can find a solution to the problem.
"No matter what the poor man says, it will fall on deaf ears. Only when you really start to solve the problem can the problem be solved."
Song Tao had to say something else.
Han Xian pointed to the chessboard and said, "Pindao wins!"
Song Tao saw that he only cared about the chess game and ignored the "fight between trapped beasts" in his heart. Fortunately, he was still a cultivator!
How could he be so cold-blooded and refuse to save him?
An evil fire surged into my heart.
"Crack-" a sound.
Song Tao lifted the chessboard.
The precious jade chess pieces fell to the ground and bounced around wildly.
Han Xian was startled.
Song Tao looked at him provocatively, as if ready to appreciate his anger and loss of control.
Unexpectedly, Han Xian touched his chin and laughed, "A great victory!"
Song Tao glared angrily.
"Song Qin used the same strategy to deal with you and the Queen, the strategy of attacking the heart.
"You were originally a strong-willed person and should not have been controlled by the puppet technique. But you lost your true heart and became a puppet for others.
"The Queen took advantage of the situation and rode the wind, turning the sharp arrows shot at her into help to help her fly higher.
"She is supposed to be a 'weak woman', and you are supposed to be a strong 'man'. It can be seen that strength does not lie in appearance, but in the heart."
After Han Xian finished speaking, he laughed, shook his sleeves and stood up.
A gust of wind came, and his sleeves were blown up by the wind, like an immortal about to take advantage of the wind.
Song Tao's anger was like an extremely powerful punch that knocked down the water - the water splashed everywhere, but only wet himself.
Water is still water and has not been harmed in the slightest.
"Mr. Han! Please give me some advice on Song!"
Song Tao's face was solemn, he cupped his hands and said.
No one knows better than him the pain of being controlled and made into a puppet.
He would rather die than remember those days again.
No one knows better than him, the pain of feeling unworthy and having a trapped beast in his heart, struggling and biting.
He wanted to go back to the past, even though he was still a child at that time, and he wanted to kill his mother and avenge his father.
But when he turned around, he felt sad for that woman again, and his heart was sour...
He would even feel deeply guilty for his sympathy for that woman...
This kind of tearing and entanglement is the most painful poison.
"You lose my chessboard pieces, and I'll give you some advice." Han Xian looked at the treasures scattered on the ground.
Song Tao: "..."
He was staying at someone else's house and flipping the table like this... was a bit embarrassing.
"May I ask Mr. Han, how much is this set of chessboard pieces worth?" Song Tao's face grew hot.
"Priceless treasure." Han Xian said.
Song Tao: "..."
Doesn't this make things difficult for him? How can I ask him to compensate?
When he looked up again, he found that Han Xian had already walked away.
Song Tao was not a dull person, and he quickly figured it out, "Maybe Mr. Han didn't really ask me to compensate, but he inspired me. I'm trying to embarrass him by asking him for help...
"The tactics Song Qin used to deal with me and the Queen were all aimed at attacking people's hearts... Maybe I should go and ask the Pope."
After Song Tao murmured to himself, his cobalt blue eyes suddenly glowed magnificently.
The corners of his mouth could not help but curl up slightly... The Queen must have a way to help him find a way to escape.
After all, His Highness the Crown Prince had cured all the complex poisons in his body.
The Crown Prince is still young, so it was probably the Queen who ordered it. It’s just that it’s more convenient for His Highness to leave the palace, so he should do it, right?
…
If Yu'er knew that Song Tao thought so, she didn't know what she would think.
After all, he used his own methods to detoxify Song Tao without asking his mother for help.
Song Tao tried to ask for an audience with the queen.
However, his request for a meeting was not sent to Wen Jin, but to Xiao Yuchen.
Xiao Yuchen was reading the secret message sent from the border area. Hearing the eunuch's request, he slowly raised his head.
"Song Tao wants to see the Queen?"
Xiao Yuchen chuckled and said, "Bring him here."
