It sounds quite heart-wrenching.
Gu Jiao isn’t apt at understanding complex emotions, but she tries to put herself in Xiao Jingkong’s shoes. If one day Xiao Jingkong abandoned her for someone else, she would be devastated, truly devastated.
Emotion is the most wondrous thing in the world. When unrelated to blood, when formed within a family, you can’t lose that person.
"Did Grand Auntie and Empress Jing feel the same way?" Gu Jiao asked.
Eunuch Qin nodded, the Empress Dowager once sincere considered Empress Jing as a friend, but who hasn’t made a poor judgement in their youth?
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Gu Jiao hesitated, then asked, "Even someone as smart as Grand Auntie, can’t bring His Majesty back from that woman?"
Eunuch Qin helplessly shook his head, "It’s not that she can’t, but she doesn’t want to strategize. Once the heart grows cold, nothing matters."
"Is it... grief at the extremity of death?" Gu Jiao asked, looking at Eunuch Qin.
Eunuch Qin nodded, "Yes, that’s the idea."
Gu Jiao had probably experienced such feelings, she just couldn’t remember. The memories of being abandoned by her parents in her childhood were reduced to but some sounds and images, she could look at them calmly, without a hint of pain.
This is perhaps what they call numbness.
She had been numbed since a young age, and hence, she was able to be a Special Agent in the Organization, to be the most ruthless of assassins.
Dowager Empress Zhuang experienced such feelings only in her middle age, she couldn’t numb herself completely, but could only attempt to harden her heart.
She was Zhuang Jinse, the most powerful Empress Dowager in the Zhan Country. She had her pride, even as a queen, she despised competing for the emperor’s favor in the Imperial Harem, so why then, would she vie for a man with Empress Jing? Even if that man was her adopted son.
Gu Jiao understood, she held onto the swing rope as she looked at Eunuch Qin. "I get it now, thanks Eunuch Qin."
She wouldn’t force her great-aunt to do something she didn’t want to.
If the old master’s method didn’t work, then she’d think of other ways.
Eunuch Qin was secretly gratified. She truly was a considerate child. Aside from the Empress Dowager’s fondness for her, even he, with his aging bones, couldn’t help but want to pamper her.
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