Xie Jintang saw her drinking and asked, "Ah Yue, is sister nice to you?"
Xie Yue continued to drink until all the soup was finished, then she put down the bowl.
"Ah Yue, you drank so cleanly," Xie Jintang held her hand, "Since you are willing to drink my soup, you have forgiven me. Ah Yue, we will continue to be the same as before."
Xie Yue asked: "How was it before?"
Xie Jintang said: "You were very obedient before and listened to your sister very much, but now you have to listen to your sister too."
Xie Yue nodded: "Okay."
Xie Jintang touched her head and said, "Ah Yue is such a good boy. As long as you listen to your sister, she will cook soup for you every day."
Xie Yue smiled, a very pale smile: "But I can't taste the taste of my sister's soup."
Xie Jintang said: "What?"
Xie Yuedao: "I remember the first time I met my sister when I was very young. I couldn't stand it anymore because I was hungry and looked for food everywhere. At this time, I came to my sister's door. When you saw me, sister, asked someone to give me food." I scooped up a bowl of soup."
Xie Jintang's face darkened.
Xie Yue said: "It seems that 'sister' knew it. My sister was drinking soup at the time and did not give me soup. Instead, someone else gave me food to eat, although the last one delivered was sour. Of course, This is the servant’s fault, not my sister’s.”
Xie Yue stared at the empty bowl and said in a calm tone: "Thinking about it, I also felt that I had no ambition. At that time, I only saw the soup in my sister's bowl. It looked very white, fragrant, and very delicious, so I took a bowl That’s how long Tang has been remembered.”
"Now that I've had it, I still can't imagine its taste with my imagination." Xie Yue said, "Just like I can't imagine how my 'family' should treat me well."
Xie Jintang's face changed and gradually became unrecognizable: "You know?" It turned into a fierce face: "You have a miserable past. If I were you, my father would not like it, my mother would be killed early, and my sister would be so hypocritical. , you would have died on your own a long time ago, your life is worthless, why don’t you obey me now?”
It approached Xie Yue, and a long whip appeared in the mist, hitting Xie Yue hard: "Do you live a life like this? Will you continue to live in the future? What do you think you have in life?"
Xie Yue resisted, but found that there was no room for resistance at all. She could only let the whip fall on her body, feeling pain and unable to resist.
It smiled contemptuously and said: "You think you can change your destiny after becoming a Taoist. This is just a dream. Look at my power, and look at your power. Do you have any need to struggle?"
Xie Yue shook her head: "I don't."
She rejected all words.
The long whip came down again: "Do you think the injuries you received here are not real? Haha, you are really going to die."
Xie Yue tried to reach out and hold the whip, but was unable to compete with the force. A deep scar visible to the bone was drawn directly from the palm of her hand.
The whip continued to fall, and Xie Yue continued to try.
From a distance, Xie Jintang's voice seemed to be heard: "Ah Yue, she is my sister, she really is my sister. Stop resisting and don't let yourself suffer like this again."
"Your power is too weak, just... admit it."
Xie Yue suddenly asked: "Are you willing to do it?"
"What?"
Xie Yue said: "Oh, 'you' does not exist. You obviously want me to be your puppet, but if the puppet's body is broken, how can it be used?"
"This is also false."
Xie Yue opened her eyes.
