Darkness has never known to remain for always.
In the big study room of the Royal Palace, only one table lamp had been lighted on the desk to make the room brighten up in the darkness. Behind the desk there was no one but Shin Tinming, sitting by himself. All alone fighting with his guilt.
In front of him, a thick book related to some economic cultural subject was opened. Though his eyes were strained upon it all seriously, just one plain glance on him and people would know that only his eyes were looking at the book while his mind was pondering on something else.
"Tinming, you know I pity that pretty girl. I feel like she has suffered a lot. Being criticized by the whole world with no one standing at your side is too much of harsh pain to take. You and I would never be able to understand. Her so-called mother has called her as an unfilial daughter but I doubt that she has ever taken the responsibility for being a mother to her."