Chapter 313
The monster’s origin had become clear.
It was Xiuzhu filled with resentment, and it was also the resentful spirit.
Its terrifying, indescribable form existed precisely because Xiuzhu constituted part of it.
The monster did not truly exist. Xiuzhu’s childhood imagination had created its appearance.
During Xiuzhu’s brief life, her warmest days were probably those when the Seventh Concubine was still alive. But she had been too young then to understand the people and events of the world.
After the Seventh Concubine died, Xiuzhu spent every day being beaten and scolded. When she became old enough to perceive the world and its people, all she sensed was malice.
That malice gave the monster its form.
What the monster reflected was the ugliest side of the human heart.
“Only one person survived the Luo Mansion tragedy: the Ninth Concubine.”