Chapter 1043 It's Daytime Now

Is he a descendant of Master Han?

What's the meaning?

Master Han actually left behind descendants, and more than one at that?

To Song Chunxue, this was utterly shocking and unacceptable.

Could it be that the ethereal Master Han in her mind had some terrible lingering consequences from a fleeting affair in his youth?

Someone as capable as him, even if he left behind children and grandchildren, surely he could have foreseen it.

ah?

Such a surprising thing should not happen to Master Han, even if it happened to the senior disciple.

"Don't overthink it. Things aren't as you think. Master Han didn't. He wasn't promiscuous when he was young. This child was left behind by the person he loved back then. It's just that he's been raising the child with someone else all these years. He hasn't looked for him or thought about it in that way."

"Some people pointed out that he had many children, but he thought they were his brothers who had been adopted into his family and had been able to continue the family line over the years."

Zhang Chengxuan immediately understood that his junior brother had already considered countless absurd possibilities.

He quickly explained, fearing that she might have tarnished Master Han's reputation.

It was the same in his heart.

Master Han is like a banished immortal, pure and untouched by worldly dust, the most unique demon cultivator in the mortal world.

Snakes are inherently promiscuous, but he was able to remain chaste and pure, even having a deeply unforgettable past with a fox demon.

During the illusion in Kunlun Mountain, he also saw Master Han's obsession and fear, and believed that he was a pure demon cultivator.

"Then tell me what happened, stop keeping me in suspense."

It turns out that the fox spirit who fell in love with Master Han back then actually gave birth to a baby boy for him, but because she was seriously injured, she slept for more than a year before waking up.

It was the fox demon's maternal clan that did everything they could to protect him. In order to avoid any trouble, and because Master Han was disheartened and went into seclusion in the mountains, disappearing without a trace, he had not discovered the fact that he had a son all these years.

Song Chunxue nodded, "I see, that startled me. Thank goodness, Master Han's reputation has been preserved."

She couldn't imagine how the all-powerful Taoist priest Han would react when he suddenly learned that he had a son.

"According to my senior brother, that person suddenly became more humane and acted strangely," Zhang Chengxuan summarized. "In short, he developed a weakness, which is extremely detrimental to his cultivation."

Song Chunxue remained silent. She knew that for parents to be completely unconcerned about their children, to take things lightly and let go of their worries, was like having their bones pulled out of their bodies; it required going through many twists and turns.

If she hadn't died once, she wouldn't be like this now, far removed from her children, devoting herself entirely to the Tao.

Moreover, she still had lingering attachments and hadn't completely severed those ties.

For someone as highly skilled in Taoism as Master Han, who was likely to achieve the Great Tao soon, the sudden appearance of a son would have extended this process by at least several hundred years.

It's a bit of a pity for us to be bystanders.

But as a mother, Song Chunxue really wanted to see if Han Qingfeng would show a loving father's expression when facing his own son.

She was eager to see Master Han's son as soon as possible; he should be just as good-looking as his father.

“You’ll see him in a few days.” Zhang Chengxuan smiled. “I heard that he took the child away from everyone and went to a place he had been before, wanting to tell the child every single thing about him and the child’s mother.”

Song Chunxue pursed her lips, her eyes welling up with tears.

She could almost see the gentle, loving look in the eyes of the aloof and unapproachable Taoist Master Han when he saw a child who bore a resemblance to himself, as well as the excitement and caution of becoming a father.

Everything has a spirit.

"Why are you so moved by someone else's child?"

“I’m willing,” Song Chunxue said irritably. “You don’t understand.”

"Yes, I don't understand, and I don't want to understand. In this life, I choose to be alone, I have no affinity with children, and I have no such desire."

"..." That's what he said, but is that really what he thought?

...

At 9 PM, Jiang Yeming returned in his carriage. Song Chunxue watched him enter the courtyard before returning to her own room.

After that, they went to Bai Xian's cave.

But not long after they arrived, five... no, six, Sanwa also came. All six of them, the bandits, followed them, wanting to drink the white-bearded old immortal's wine. This frightened the white immortal, who rarely saw strangers, so much that he vanished on the spot with a "bang."

Zhang Chengxuan reprimanded them with a stern face, and only then did they slowly leave.

Even with the barrier set up, Bai Xian did not come out.

Bai Xian's voice came through, "It's late, I need to rest. I will open the barrier tomorrow. You can go to the teleportation array behind the door. There's no need to inform me."

"Have a safe journey, and see you again next time."

Zhang Chengxuan cupped his hands to Song Chunxue, saying, "Thank you, senior."

When they got back that night, while everyone was asleep, Song Chunxue took Sanwa back to Jincheng's home and settled him in the couple's house.

Afterwards, she left some amulets for her grandsons and then quietly left.

Finally, they were about to enter the capital.

Song Chunxue went to the military camp alone and appeared in Lord Xie's tent.

Wanting to see exactly what he was doing, she put an invisibility talisman on herself beforehand.

Xie Zheng has lost a little weight, but fortunately he is still in good spirits.

He was hunched over the table reading military books, with a copy of the "Huangdi Neijing" (Yellow Emperor's Inner Classic) beside him.

Could it be that there's something wrong with his health?

Song Chunxue quietly moved closer.

Suddenly, Xie Zheng picked up the short sword beside him and pointed it in Song Chunxue's direction, "Who?"

His long-term stay in the military camp made him very quick-witted and sharp-eyed.

The armor he wore made him look spirited and exuded the aura of a formidable general.

If Song Chunxue hadn't seen him in the past two years, she would have thought that Lord Xie in front of her had been possessed.

He was nothing like the Lord Xie who, back in Zhuanglang County, wore a loose-fitting official robe and was gentle and refined, whose every move made people feel like they were bathed in a spring breeze.

Sitting in this somewhat arduous tent, Xie Zheng stood upright, his eyes sharp, and his arm holding the sword strong yet agile.

"Ah Xue?"

He took two steps forward, then suddenly looked around, his breath twitching slightly. "I can smell you. Stop hiding, come out now."

Song Chunxue removed the invisibility talisman. "What do I smell like?"

She was clearly too lazy to use incense, the tea seed oil she used on her face had almost no scent, and the osmanthus oil in her hair was so faint that she couldn't even smell it herself.

“It’s just like Xue’s taste,” Xie Zheng strode forward, took her hand, his serious and stern face softened, and joy was almost overflowing in his eyes. “You’ve finally come.”

"Didn't we meet three months ago?" She smiled and took out the osmanthus cake she had bought on the streets of the capital from her storage ring; it was still warm.

There's also his favorite mushroom and pork bun, with a generous filling after peeling the skin, which Song Chunxue also wants to eat.

"Ah Xue." He put the things on the table and pulled Song Chunxue to the other side.

Song Chunxue blushed slightly as she looked at the clean bed. "Lord Xie, you...you've gone astray. It's daytime."