Having accompanied Jiang Cheng since he was a child, you became the most important and necessary person to him. You saw him in the most despicable states, heartbroken and deprived of his golden core.

You saw Wen Qing transplant Wei Wuxian's golden core to Jiang Cheng - personally holding your dear heir of the Yunmeng Jiang Sect, shedding tears on the mark of the disciplinary whip on his chest.

Almost twenty years had passed. You were still by Jiang Cheng's side, giving him all your care and love.

But now everything had gone to hell - right now, the leader of the Yunmeng Jiang Sect stood in the middle of the Ancestral Temple, clutching Suibian, Wei Wuxian's sword, and looking at Wen Ning who stood before him. You just stood there helplessly, looking at Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji, who were a little further away, behind Wen Ning, and at your lover, who spoke up:

"But why was I able to draw my sword from its sheath?"

"The golden core that moves the spiritual forces in your body belongs to him! There is no Baoshan Sanren, only my sister, Wen Qing! She cut out Young Master Wei's golden core and transplanted it to you!"

Wen Ning's voice was unusually loud, and you flinched, pressing your hands to your mouth. Jiang Cheng knows everything now.

Jiang Cheng was dumbfounded. His vision was covered in a green haze, his lips trembled. He had even forgotten about Zidian. Throwing Suibian aside, the man furiously punched Wen Ning in the chest with his fist and roared:

"Lies!"

But just by looking at you, he realized that you knew everything.