He gave a bitter smile and said in a forcedly relaxed tone, "You see, I’m just such a despicable person. I fear your disgust, fear that my wife won’t want me. Even knowing that bringing this up will make you sad, I still did so. Such a selfish person as I am really isn’t very good." He maliciously disparaged himself, using an indifferent tone to cover up the confusion in his heart. He had a scale in his heart, on one side, there was continuing to hide the truth, which would gradually exhaust her patience with him. Once that patience was used up, he would probably be finished. On the other side of the scale, there was honesty, letting her see just how vile he could be, which was undoubtedly risky. He was a gambler, and he wanted to take a chance. He didn’t want her to resent him for this matter for a lifetime, because deep down he knew that they seemed to be going in circles all this time. In the future, he would carry the burdens he should bear, and his way of doing things might not change at all. Being in this situation, even if he wanted to stop, he couldn’t. He understood what a sense of responsibility was, not to mention the people of that city in Mist Capital. If he gave up everything and chose a tranquil life, what about the citizens of that city? Would his enemies take it out on Mist Capital in revenge? This man spoke of his own cruelty and baseness, but how was that baseness not also a form of kindness and goodness? When looking at people and things, one should never generalize, or else it’s easy to be blinded. Dong Huiying suddenly lunged at him, hugging him tightly. "You probably don’t understand me very well yet. Before you lost your memory, I must admit, I wasn’t a decisive or ruthless person, and you were very clever. You probably saw through this early on. That’s why back then, you wanted to protect me and didn’t want me to touch some bloody matters. And you should have known, if something happened to you, if you encountered danger, I couldn’t just stand by and do nothing." "In the past year or so, while you weren’t by my side, I also went through a lot. Do you remember the time in Mist Capital? I killed Lu Yinyin’s sister. When I made a move on that woman, did I hesitate even for a moment?" She smiled again, "You still understand me too little. I’m no longer the same person I used to be, and it’s only with a handful of you that I wouldn’t hit or scold, often leaving myself with a belly full of frustration. But with others... never mind, I won’t say any more. Just understand one thing. The two of us, we are evenly matched." Liang Zhichen was slightly stunned for a moment. By then, she had already stepped back. But her hand was still holding his hand. "Don’t bear it alone anymore, I’ve always been preparing for this. I know what my duties and responsibilities are. Yun Ge, she has my eighty thousand soldiers, and those eighty thousand soldiers are sworn to die loyally for me. They are brave warriors and cannot follow a hesitant and indecisive fool. So, no matter what, I have to be strong. I can retain my inner kindness, but the premise is that my character is quite defensive. I’m not selfless, not benevolent, and certainly not a great person for the world." So, she and he, the two of them, both had a mark of ink all over, neither should despise the other, after all, they were both covered in stains. Faced with her candor, Liang Zhichen didn’t quite know what to say. And the next morning at breakfast, Shu Yu came into the Blue mansion with his guqin, only to find that the atmosphere between his brother and his wife seemed to have warmed up a lot overnight? Excuse me, but what exactly happened between these two in just one day and night?