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[You Have My Heart]

[Episode 6: The Faceless Void]

A mirror

that reflects people for too long

gains sentience

and comes to believe it is human.

Sadly,

a mirror is still a mirror—

it can only reflect,

never possess.

Absorbing human essence

and imitating appearance

is your instinct.

Yet the more you reflect,

the more frequently you change,

until you eventually forget
your original form.

I...

I just wanted to be liked.

That day, I saw her on the street.

She had such a beautiful smile,

and everyone was looking at her.

So I naturally turned into her.

Then why did you kill that maid, Wan,

and disfigure her?

I didn't kill anyone.

Who is Wan?

I don't know her.

Why did you

publicly transform your appearance
on the street earlier,

causing such a disturbance?

I... I don't know.

It felt like...

something was constantly

pulling at me,

forcing me.

It forced me to change in front of you.

I didn't want to do it.

I was scared.

Have you been to South Street recently,

and gone near that old well?

Two days ago,

I was there.

I wanted to see

if there were more beautiful faces.

Lord Bai,

you've heard it and seen it.

The scorched traces
of corruption are real.

She is not the murderer.

She is merely a poor spirit

being controlled by scattered corruption.

Do you have anything else to ask?

I will

question her myself tomorrow.

[Dedication Above Self]

My Lord,

we have carefully examined her.

Aside from her clothing,

she carries nothing else on her.

Defendant Mingyuan,
do you plead guilty?

No,

My Lord.

I am not Mingyuan.

In this court, deception
will not be tolerated.

If you are not Mingyuan,

then who are you?

I...

I am a mirror spirit.

Humans admire beauty
and despise ugliness;

day after day they stand
before mirrors to make themselves up.

Over time, desire, ignorance,

love, and resentment

accumulate—

and I came into being.

I am formless and faceless.

Only by observing others through a mirror

can I take on their appearance.

Taking on their appearance?

Welcome to

the real Yin-Yang Crossing.

In broad daylight, then,

transform once more

for me to see,

and thereby prove

that what you say is not false.

To prove it?

Do you really think you're worthy
of seeing what I truly am?

What...

It's gone?

I'll go beat the Liu Drum

and invite Lady Fufeng.

My Lord, hurry—strike the drum.

What is going on here?

Lady Fufeng,

the demon has escaped.

We...

I am already aware.

It was nothing more than a minor,
incompetent spirit.

I have suppressed it—

it won't be able to stir up any trouble.

A minor spirit?

You need not worry any further.

My Lord, your complexion is quite poor;

you must have expended
a great deal of mental energy.

This place is crowded
and full of eyes and ears—

not suitable for discussion.

Why don't you move
to the inner chamber with me?

I also have matters about this case

I would like to discuss
with you in private.

Very well.

I, too, have many questions.

Lady Fufeng,

you have always been
sparing with your words,

and you're never
particularly polite to me either.

An invitation to the inner chamber—

that's a first.

How do I usually say it?

Usually just one line—follow me.

I've reflected on it.

I was too condescending toward you before.

What did you

want to talk about just now?

I want to talk about you—

and what you're hiding

in your heart.

Liu Fufeng?

My Lady.

Lady Fufeng.

So, in your eyes,

that is all I am—

someone who only ever says follow me.

Since you already
sensed something was wrong,

why didn't you call for help?

I fear I will owe ever more,

until there is no way back.

Rest assured.

Even if you hadn't asked for help,

I wouldn't have stood by
and watched you die.

Besides,

I also wanted to see for myself

whether she truly was a demon.

So, Lord Bai—

do you have your answer now?

She is a demon.

I saw it with my own eyes.

And what about you,

Lady Fufeng?

You wield power
and govern these strange beings—

so what exactly are you?

Lord Bai, are you afraid

of demons,

or of powerlessness itself?

My Lord,

this spirit

is adept at illusion and shape-shifting,

and it has been deceiving people.

It even made me fall flat on my face

and nearly caused a major disaster.

In my opinion,

it should be destroyed on the spot

to avoid future trouble.

Constable Chen is absolutely right.

My Lord,

even if it is not destroyed,

it should be immediately sent
to Xiqianhua Mansion,

to be sealed and suppressed
by Lady Fufeng.

Yes, My Lord.

Please dispose of it quickly.

Seeing her wearing Mingyuan's face

gives me chills.

And what if

she turns

into someone we know

next time?

Exactly.

I beg you to see the truth, My Lord.

I have only just gained sentience—
I would not dare to commit evil.

You keep insisting

you have done no wrong.

Then why did you
attack the constables and me?

Attack?

I... I don't remember.

At the time, it felt as though

an overwhelming resentment and desire

were controlling me.

As if...

as if a voice

kept telling me

that

if I could take your heart,

I would gain infinite power,

preserve this most beautiful form forever,

and even become stronger—

no longer controlled by anyone.

I truly could not control myself.

Before this,

I had never killed anyone.

Since taking this form,

I have only felt immense joy—

I only wanted to wander the streets

and see more beautiful faces and clothes.

I love beauty only;

how could I ever commit such ugly acts
as disfiguring others?

Hu.

Thank you, My Lord.

I'm quite thirsty...

Stop!

This cup once contained

a lethal poison.

She is not the one who killed Wan.

My Lord,

how do you know that?

First,

her words and actions

are entirely focused on beauty;

disfigurement and poisoning

are completely contrary to her nature.

Second,

if she already possesses
illusionary demon arts,

why would she need mundane poison?

Third—

and most importantly—

she does not even recognize

this crucial poisoned cup.

From this,

it is clear she is not the murderer.

Mirror Spirit,

although you are not the true culprit,

your shapeshifting
has still disturbed the public

and constitutes wrongdoing.

This court will transfer you
to Xiqianhua Mansion.

Once the truth is investigated,
your fate will be decided.

You knew this was a demon nest,

yet you still dared to come?

My Lady,

there is something
I would like to consult you about.

Whether demon or human,

every action follows
its own traceable pattern.

Yet your attitude toward me

is inconsistent—

full of contradiction.

At times you want to kill me,

at others you want to save me.

Sometimes you push me into danger,

yet at other times you reach out
and pull me back.

I've thought about it carefully.

It seems you never truly want me dead.

Rather, you want me to stay alive,

remain conscious—

and do something for you willingly,
of my own accord.

So, Lord Bai,

what do you think it is I want you
to do willingly, of your own accord?

I've thought long

and hard and ruled out
all impossible answers.

However improper it may sound,

it seems what you want...

is me as a person.

The mirror spirit did not kill anyone,

which means the true culprit
is still at large.

I want you to uncover the truth.

That—

is the "willingness of your own accord"
I require.

Lord Bai,

what exactly is going on

in your mortal mind?

Worldly affairs?

My Lady.

I have already sent additional men
to search for Mingyuan.

Although the mirror spirit
did not directly kill Wan,

there must be a connection—

it is not that simple.

Lord Bai,

stop overthinking

and focus on the investigation.

Yes, My Lady.

I'll go at once.

How embarrassing.

The real Mingyuan is still on the run.

And instead of going after the suspect,

we're out here in the middle of the night
examining a corpse?

D-Did she move?

The yamen has a limited budget.

The dead do not speak—

but they are the most honest of witnesses.

She must have had
something left unsaid—

something she wants us
to speak on her behalf.

Hasn't Boss Chun already said it?

Wan stole Mingyuan's lover.

Killing someone

over a man?

All this love and hate
between men and women...

Mortals, honestly...

Lord Bai,

what exactly is going on

in your mortal mind?

Worldly affairs?

You're not a mortal?

I'm going to be apprenticed
to Lady Fufeng

to learn magic.

There are so many spirits
in Yin-Yang Crossing—

why must it be her?

Can they be the same?

If I'm going to pick,
of course I'll choose the best.

And then what? Back to the way
you were when I first saw you—

doing nothing all day?

Would that really be good?

What do you even know?

You think Liu Fengling

is that much better than me?

She just follows Lady Fufeng
around all day—

"Master, Master."

If I could stay by Lady Fufeng's side,

I would be willing to wait

until I'm a decrepit old man.

Willing to what?

To learn magic, of course.

Don't tell me you also want
to follow Lady Fufeng?

Let me tell you—

this is first come, first served.

Just because you outrank me
doesn't mean I'll back off for you.

These injuries...

they don't appear to have been inflicted
on the same day or by the same person.

How can you tell?

This is an old wound,

likely inflicted 2 days before death.

Right side deeper, left side shallower;

the wound trajectory is smooth—

consistent with an external attack.

But here,

left upper, right lower;

left deeper, right shallower—

the angle and trajectory
are nearly identical.

This suggests a self-inflicted wound.

How would a woman

like her

disfigure her own face?

These should be calluses

from years of zither playing.

But Wan was just a rough servant girl—

how could she know such skills?

At this hour of the night...

This humble woman, Wan,

requests an audience with
the county magistrate
to seek justice.

to appeal for justice.