143: I know your grievances, because I have also experienced them, hundreds and thousands of times more than you.

She stood there, holding her pillow, looking in from the half-open door, her eyes filled with surprise, as if pondering why Jun Lingxiao would sleep in such a place when he had such a large room.

The pillow in her hand was green, left to her by her mother. Whenever she couldn't sleep, she would take out this pillow, as if her mother was still by her side.

This pillow had always worked well before, but today it had failed her.

She had just been lying in the vast Divine Son Hall, feeling an eerie chill blow through it, making it impossible to sleep.

After wandering around for a while, she realized the place was utterly desolate; it was large, but also very empty, especially at night, like a man-eating beast.

She was both scared and frightened, so she left the Hall directly, asked the guards at the entrance for directions, and was sent here to find Jun Lingxiao.

Everyone from the Jun Family was bad; only her brother was different. Only he would listen to her.

So, she came.

"Such deep sibling affection."

Lord Dragon smiled, detached, as he watched this scene, as if he was teasing.

Jun Lingxiao, however, showed no reaction, merely saying indifferently, "Come over."

It was an agreement.

Jun Siyu, as if granted a great pardon, carefully pushed the door open and entered. The decaying wooden door fell to the ground with a creaking lament, creating a booming sound.

She looked up, her tear-filled eyes sweeping over.

Helplessly, Jun Lingxiao, dressed in his inner garments, got up and went to the door to put it back. Then, turning to Jun Siyu, who was still standing in place, he quietly asked, "Where are the bedclothes?"

He lowered his brows, his expression seemingly gentle, yet very patient. When he looked over, Jun Siyu could feel the focus in her brother's eyes.

It was very striking, making her involuntarily meet his gaze.

"Too heavy..."

She hugged her pillow, kicking at the dust on the ground, her small mouth pouting.

As for whether it was truly too heavy, or if she had some ulterior motive, Jun Lingxiao had no time and no desire to ponder.

Seeing Jun Lingxiao say nothing, Jun Siyu slipped into Jun Lingxiao's bedclothes. She even arranged her pillow, made a space for Jun Lingxiao, and then looked up at him fixedly, her meaning self-evident.

In her opinion, sleeping with her brother was nothing, no different from sleeping with her father.

But unexpectedly, Jun Lingxiao turned directly and walked out the door, heading outside.

At this, Jun Siyu grew anxious. She got up and stared blankly at Jun Lingxiao's departing back, feeling a little dejected.

Lord Dragon watched this scene and smiled again. The Dragon Clan's physique was strong, so they didn't need any bedclothes. He lay on the straw mat, watching Jun Lingxiao's departing direction with interest, then looked at Jun Siyu, smiling meaningfully.

"He's already good enough. He can even accept you coming in, and even make a sleeping space for you like this."

"Little girl, although I don't want to discuss your family matters, if it were me, I would never let you in."

He spoke as if watching a play, drawing Jun Siyu's gaze.

"Why can't I come in? I'm not someone who can't be seen..."

"Can't be seen?" Lord Dragon smiled again.

"Leaving aside your white hair, just talk about your father, Jun Chengtian. Originally, he was the pride of the Jun Family, but now he is a stain on the Jun Family. Furthermore, your identity is actually very sensitive."

"If Jun Lingxiao doesn't accept you, then he is an unfilial son who disregards his family."

"And if he accepts you, then he is a fool who brings the mistress's daughter into the family to compete for power with him. No matter how he chooses, it's not good."

"If it were me, I would definitely choose the former. What happens to you is none of my business. Even if I bear countless criticisms, I cannot let others betray me. But he chose the latter, giving you a place to settle down. You won't suffer, and you can even openly enter the Jun Family. And he, who clearly did nothing, still bears the criticisms, both openly and secretly. You wouldn't think no one covets his position, would you?"

Upon hearing this, Jun Siyu immediately pouted, stubbornly saying, "What do you mean 'won't suffer'? Everyone here hates me, they all curse me, and even..."

"Curse you?" Lord Dragon interrupted him directly, his eyes filled with an unprecedented seriousness.

"What's wrong with being cursed? Has anyone laid a hand on you? No, right? You're still living well, without missing an arm or a leg, not even a scratch on your skin. If being cursed a few times is enough to survive, then countless people who are toiling outside, going hungry, leaving their homes, and living on the edge every day would wish to be cursed."

"Little girl, although what happens to you is none of my business, I still want to remind you that this is not your Small World. You don't have your parents here, and no one will tolerate you without reason."

"Of course, if you can't stay, you can leave. No one will keep you."

If it were anyone else, Lord Dragon would not have said these words, but he had, after all, looked after the little girl for a few years.

Speaking softly, he recalled the weariness in Jun Lingxiao's eyes just now. For some reason, he remembered a scene from the Secret Realm that day.

Such a young boy's figure gradually grew enormous, even rivaling a Great Emperor, and he wielded that Divine Sword, which countless people looked up to, to strike down a Great Emperor.

The Dragon Clan inherently revered the strong. When he witnessed that scene from afar, the shock in his heart was immeasurable. At that moment, he understood that Jun Lingxiao was a person destined for great things, unlike other Jun Family members; he was destined to achieve great accomplishments.

He wanted to help such a junior.

"Don't bother him. He just accomplished a Heaven-Defying feat that no one dared to imagine before and no one will be able to imitate in the future."

"He needs to rest."

"Heaven-Defying feat? What great feat?"

Jun Siyu asked, tilting her head. She wouldn't know that Jun Lingxiao had recently struck down a Great Emperor. Of course, she was only in the Dao Embryo Realm now, having just begun to Cultivate, so how would she know what a Great Emperor was?

To her question, Lord Dragon chuckled and did not answer, merely losing interest and turning over, no longer looking at her, only a light remark drifting over.

"That's a great feat you couldn't accomplish in ten Reincarnations. For specifics, ask your brother."

Soon after, Jun Lingxiao returned, holding her bedclothes. He had retrieved them from the Divine Son Hall.

"It is not proper for siblings to sleep in the same bed," Jun Lingxiao said softly as he spread the bedclothes. He was truly tired today, and his words were more tactful.

I will do what a brother should do, and please, don't cross the line.

After the bedclothes were spread, the two lay down side by side. Jun Lingxiao had already closed his eyes, but Jun Siyu stared blankly at the sky, pondering the words of those people today. Then she turned sideways and stared blankly at Jun Lingxiao's profile, asking softly:

"Brother, did you just accomplish a great feat?"

"Mm."

Jun Lingxiao squeezed out a hum from his nose, his eyes closed.

"What great feat?" she continued to ask.

"Defeated a Senior."

Jun Siyu said "Oh" upon hearing this, then secretly glanced at Jun Lingxiao again and asked the question she had been planning for a long time.

"Brother, am I a burden to you?"

After saying this, she waited anxiously for a long time without a response. Just as she thought Jun Lingxiao had fallen asleep, his voice suddenly rang out.

"No."

As his words fell, Jun Siyu's small face crumpled in distress, as if she had suffered some immense grievance.

"But some people say I am, but this isn't my fault! I can't choose my parents, nor can I choose my birth. I'm clearly not wrong, but everyone blames me..."

This was where she felt most wronged.

Originally, she thought she had a kind family, but everyone told her these were all illusions, like flowers in a mirror or the moon in water. Slowly, she accepted this fact: her parents were actually not good, both were even sinners, and she was the daughter of sinners.

But what did that have to do with her? Why was she the one being cursed?

The more she thought, the more wronged and angry she felt.

As she thought, suddenly, a hand stroked her head.

She looked up in surprise, meeting Jun Lingxiao's extremely complex eyes.

"Mm, I know. Everything will be fine from now on."

"I'm here."

Suddenly, grievance rushed to her head, making her lose control. She pushed Jun Lingxiao's hand away, her voice tinged with a sob as she spoke:

"What do you know? You're high and mighty, everyone trusts you, looks out for you. They even curse and threaten me for your sake. You were born standing so high, with everything already, so how could you..."

The rest of her words were left unsaid, pressed back by Jun Lingxiao's hand.

She glared angrily, but when she met those extremely complex eyes, she was momentarily stunned.

They were eyes that seemed to have experienced all the warmth and coldness of this world, even reaching a state of numbness.

He looked at her so earnestly. Moonlight fell, and the evening breeze blew. Jun Lingxiao's black hair swayed with the wind, the shadows creating a sense of unreality. The not-so-bright moonlight falling on him felt somewhat dazzling, making her feel inexplicably ashamed, like the scorching sun, difficult to look at directly.

Everything was just right, not a single bit off. There was no jest in those eyes, but a cool and earnest gaze at her, without explanation, without defense, just a light sentence falling.

"I just know."

Because I have experienced it, I know.