Watching Qian Renjue and Qian Renxue leave one after another.
Under the eaves of the Worship Hall.
Golden Crocodile Douluo reminded Qian Daoliu beside him:
"Big brother, Xiaoxue and the others went again."
"Let them be. After all... she's their mother."
Qian Daoliu sighed. How could he not want Bibi Dong to let go of her hatred?
What his son couldn't do.
Hopefully, Xiao Jue and Xiao Xue can handle things for him.
Golden Crocodile Douluo was a little worried.
"But last time..."
"Don't worry, Guang Ling is secretly following them this time, so there won't be a repeat of the previous incident."
Qian Daoliu watched the light stream across the sky.
It was Light Feather Douluo, secretly following Qian Renxue and her brother.
They ran to the halfway point of the mountain, near the Papal Palace.
Qian Renjue suddenly sprinted, diving headfirst into the bushes.
He thrashed around in the messy undergrowth like a capsized onion.
"Jue!"
Qian Renxue followed, taking a lot of effort to pull Qian Renjue out.
"Jue, why didn't you listen to your sister?"
"Sister, what kind of flowers do you like? Jue will pick them for you next time."
Qian Renjue seemed not to have heard Qian Renxue's words.
He grabbed her sleeve, looked up at her with a grin, and held a pink carnation in his hand.
"Jue."
Qian Renxue was slightly stunned.
Looking at Qian Renjue's disheveled appearance, the words of reprimand caught in her throat.
She raised her hand and brushed away some dirt from Qian Renjue's head.
She whispered, "Sister doesn't like flowers, no need for Jue to pick them."
"Then Jue will definitely find flowers that Sister likes in the future! And then give them to Sister!"
Qian Renjue promised.
In his mind, he was already thinking of all the immortal herbs within the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Eye.
There must be something in there that Qian Renxue likes!
"Okay, then big sister will wait."
Qian Renxue smiled and nodded slightly.
Holding the sword tightly, she took Qian Renjue's hand and said softly:
"Let's go, big sister will accompany you."
"Great!"
Qian Renjue jumped with excitement, hugged Qian Renxue's arm, and happily asked:
"Then, big sister, do you want to pick a flower too?"
"No need."
Sniffing the fragrance of the flowers, Qian Renxue gently shook her head.
She was holding her sword and leading her younger brother, so she couldn't hold anything else, nor did she need to.
"Alright then, let's hurry. Without a water cup, the flowers will wilt."
"Jue, slow down!"
Not far from the Papal Palace.
In an antique courtyard.
The artificial rockery stood majestically, its jagged features arranged artfully, covered in vibrant green moss. Clear spring water gurgled, weaving through and around the pavilions.
In the water outside the pavilion, lotus flowers swayed gently, and fish swam around the lotus stems.
This was the residence of Bibi Dong, the Saintess of the Spirit Hall.
Since giving birth to Qian Renxue and her brother, Bibi Dong had regained her freedom.
At this moment, she was sitting with her back against a pavilion pillar.
She wore a purple casual long dress, which perfectly outlined her well-developed figure.
Her hair was smooth, and her skin was fair.
At just over twenty years old, she already possessed a nearly perfect appearance.
Just leaning against the pavilion.
That elegant, tranquil aura would make even the lotus flowers in the water seem like mere supporting characters.
She was holding a copy of the 'Ten Great Theories'.
Flipping through it casually, back and forth, but her mind wasn't on it at all.
Her purple eyes were a little dull.
Her peripheral vision drifted towards the courtyard gate, to the flowers lying on the ground, which were almost withered.
Beside the withered branches were shards of broken, transparent glass.
The flowers, now a dark purple, still bore mottled bloodstains.
Clearly visible!
Even after several days, those scenes still kept replaying in her mind.
That tender, blood-soaked smile filled her with a deep sense of unease.
She couldn't bear to face it, couldn't look at it directly.
Even the thought of it caused her heart to ache! That child she had struck away…
What had become of him?
Bibi Dong gritted her teeth, the book in her hand crumpled.
Whoosh! She almost crushed the book into a ball.
Bibi Dong gazed at the drops of glaring blood.
Unable to resist any longer, she flew forward, standing beside the withered flower.
The bloodstains were mottled. The glass had pierced his eyes; she had pushed him.
What did that child, who didn't know anything, do wrong?
Standing to the side.
Bibi Dong's eyes were filled with struggle, her expression somewhat ferocious.
The hand, bent to pick up a withered branch, slowly paused.
Her eyes were slightly red, it was all that beast's fault!
They were all that beast's children!
Bibi Dong was immersed in hatred when a small head suddenly peeked out from the courtyard gate.
"Who is it?!"
Bibi Dong shouted sharply, her hunched body twisting, she turned her head to look.
Her eyes were filled with a ferocious light.
Her soul power surged, her hair and skirt fluttering without wind.
"Jue!"
Following behind, Qian Renxue immediately pulled Qian Renjue behind her.
She retreated a few steps.
Hearing Qian Renxue's voice, Bibi Dong's expression was momentarily dazed.
She focused her gaze.
What entered her eyes... ...were the two siblings, Qian Renxue, who had visited a few days ago.
Bibi Dong ignored Qian Renxue, who was holding a wooden sword and was wary of her.
She straightened up and stared intently at the figure behind her.
"Sister?"
Qian Renjue poked his head out, a little confused, to survey the situation.
Bibi Dong looked at the still fresh, childish face.
She seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.
"Jue!"
Feeling a sudden emptiness behind her, Qian Renxue hurriedly reached out to grab Qian Renjue, who was running off.
She quickly followed.
"Mom, good morning!"
Qian Renjue ran towards Bibi Dong, smiling.
Bibi Dong frowned, observing Qian Renjue. Seeing that he was unharmed, she didn't say anything and turned to leave.
"Mom, Jue came to bring you flowers again."
Qian Renjue hurried to the courtyard gate and called out to Bibi Dong.
"Shut up!"
Bibi Dong turned her head and shouted sharply, her eyes already filled with disgust.
It was the bright pink that stung her eyes.
Qian Renxue followed behind, watching Bibi Dong quietly, her heart filled with hope.
Qian Renjue stood still, not daring to cross the line.
Carefully, she asked, "Mom, can Jue come in?"
"Don't call me Mom!"
Bibi Dong loathed that term!
It always reminded her of the fact that she had been violated.
Disappointment flashed in Qian Renxue's eyes.
This scene was so similar to her experience in her previous life.
Qian Renjue was slightly stunned.
When Qian Renxue was about to pull him away, a smile returned to his face.
Again, he asked, "Can the pretty big sister, and Jue and A-jie come in?"
Bibi Dong looked at the smiling face.
Her heart was in turmoil, as if a blood-red color was spreading, like a dull knife cutting her flesh.
She gritted her teeth and shouted in a coquettish voice, "Get out! Get out, all of you! Get as far away as possible!"
After speaking, she turned and left without looking back.
The loud response behind her, however, made her footsteps pause slightly.
"Okay!"
Qian Renjue agreed loudly.
Then he stepped into the courtyard and bent down to pick up the withered flower.
"Jue! Come back."
Qian Renxue was shocked.
Bibi Dong wouldn't show any mercy at this moment.
It was too late to stop him.
Hearing Qian Renxue's shout, Bibi Dong quickly turned her head.
Seeing Qian Renjue running towards her.
Her face instantly turned gloomy.
Qian Renxue had already stepped into the courtyard.
Bibi Dong stared fixedly at Qian Renjue.
Unexpectedly, Qian Renjue ignored her, instead walking towards the corner, where,
when she was pregnant,
all the flowers had withered, leaving only the stone flowerbeds filled with soil.
He reached out and clawed at the hard, clumpy soil.
He buried the withered flowers in it, and then planted the pink Carnation in the loosened soil.
Then he turned and ran towards the courtyard gate, intending to leave.
Bibi Dong's eyes were slightly unfocused, and Qian Renxue stopped chasing him.
Qian Renjue ran past Bibi Dong with a smile.
He stopped.
He raised his eyes, quietly staring at her.
Their identical purple eyes met.
After training and crawling through the bushes, Qian Renjue looked a bit disheveled.
Even a little dirty.
But the scar on the corner of his left eyebrow, which had only recently appeared, was still very noticeable.
The pure light in his smiling eyes…
Made Bibi Dong unable to look directly at him.
Her fingertips were pale, and the book in her hand was almost torn to shreds.
Dry characters escaped his lips.
"Get lost!"
I wish you all a happy life!
(End of this chapter)