Jun Limo choked and suddenly didn't want to talk to him.
Wu Xuanye looked at the two of them and felt like he was a confidant. He didn't know what he was thinking of, his expression was erratic, and there was a hint of sadness in his eyes.
At this time, in the inner hall.
Mu Yun'an and A Lanyi were talking about themselves, but Wen Qian couldn't get a word in, so she found an excuse and left.
She did not go back to her room, but went to see the clan leader.
The clan leader is meditating in the room. Although he is the clan leader of the Wu clan, so many years of waiting have already worn away his enthusiasm.
Now that the Holy Son has awakened, he has fulfilled his duties, as if all his shackles have been removed.
Hearing the footsteps, the patriarch slowly opened his eyes and looked at the girl in front of him.
Wen Qian said: "Clan Chief, I have something to ask, and I want the Clan Chief to tell you the truth."
The patriarch nodded slightly: "What do you want to ask?"
Wen Qian said: "I want to know what happened to the Holy Son after the Saint left? How did he get the injuries?"
Mentioning this, the patriarch's wrinkled face moved slightly. After a long time, he sighed and said: "I was only ten years old back then. Even after so long, I can still remember what happened back then."
His voice was slow as he recounted the darkest history of the Wu clan.
"The saint's escape alarmed the royal family and the witch clan, and the guards guarding the Gu Palace confessed the saint.
Immediately, the Holy Son was imprisoned, and the elders of the Witch Clan asked the Holy Son and the whereabouts of the Holy Girl.
However, the Holy Son didn't say a word, so the witch clan punished him according to the clan rules. He was beaten with a hundred lashes every day for seven days without stopping, until his skin and flesh were torn."
When Wen Qian heard this, she covered her mouth in shock, her eyes filled with tears.
She could not imagine how Wu Xuanye endured seven hundred lashes for seven whole days.
The patriarch continued: "However, this is not over yet. After searching to no avail, they knew that the saint could not be found.
And the Holy Son also lost the ability to predict misfortunes and blessings, in order to prevent the Holy Son from being cut off.
They searched for women with pure blood and made the Holy Son drink blood for experiments. Bowl after bowl of blood was poured out, which made the Holy Son vomit. When he couldn't drink it, they force-fed her.
The Holy Son, who used to be so aloof, was tortured so much by them that they never let him go for five whole years.
Later, they really had no choice, so they used the secret medicine to seal the Holy Son."
Wen Qian covered her mouth tightly to prevent herself from making a sound. Tears fell from her eyes one by one, blurring her vision.
It turned out that Wu Xuanye endured the most cruel torture in the world after she left.
But he exposed it lightly.
No wonder she can no longer see her former glory in his eyes.
And all of this is because of her, because of Wu Mubai.
Wen Qian felt heartache and she leaned against the wall behind her with tears streaming down her face.
The patriarch said: "You must be the saint Wen Qian who escaped back then. I heard the conversation between His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and the Holy Son that day."
He looked at Wen Qian and said, "You shouldn't have come back. The Holy Son suffered a lot because of you. No matter what happened back then, your fate with him was broken when you fled southern Xinjiang.
Now that he is a new student, he should have a new beginning, but your return has dragged him into the hell of the past.
You can't make it up to him, nor can you heal the injuries he suffered. You should understand that you can't go back."
Wen Qian murmured: "Can't you go back?"
She wiped the tears on her face and said, "But he only has me in his heart. We have started over."
The patriarch shook his head and asked her: "Is the Holy Son happy?"
Wen Qian's face froze. She clasped her hands and did not answer. Instead, she took a deep breath and said, "Thank you, patriarch, for telling me this."
After leaving these words, she turned around and walked out.