The scene of meeting Venerable Yunxiao flashed through Nangong Ziyan's mind, and tears streamed down her face uncontrollably. She would be grateful for his kindness for the rest of her life.
"Yan'er, let's go have breakfast first!"
Seeing her cry, his heart ached too. His master and she were the people he cared about most, and losing either of them would cause him great pain.
"Mother, Yi'er is hungry," Yi'er said, trying to distract his mother.
"Alright! Yi'er is hungry, let's go have breakfast."
Nangong Ziyan wiped away her tears, "Young Master Hua, Your Majesty, let's go together!"
Hua Nongying and Baili Jun'ao nodded and followed them to the dining hall.
Inside Qingyun Pavilion, Dongfang Yifei was dressed in black, his long, silky black hair cascading down his back, exuding a languid air amidst his somber mood.
Dongfang Yifei leaned back on the soft couch, recalling his past life, his eyes filled with confusion.
In his past life, he was an orphan and was bullied everywhere. When he wanted to cry, he always tried his best to hold back, hiding too much vulnerability in his heart. The appearance of Ling Ziyan made his fragile heart gradually become stronger.
He was heartbroken and sad, but what could he do? No one could understand his helplessness. It wasn't that he didn't want to talk, but there was simply no one to listen to him. Even his master couldn't help but sense his despondency.
Gradually, he got used to hiding his loneliness, to pretending to be happy, saying he didn't care about anything, but actually feeling very tired inside; he pretended not to care about anything on his face, but tears were flowing in his heart.
But Ling Ziyan understood him very well. Only she truly understood his feelings. His heart felt an unprecedented warmth, which only he himself truly understood. But in this life, between him and Yan'er...
Dongfang Yifei shifted his body. In this life, he still couldn't have her, couldn't have her. Suddenly, like a furious lion, Dongfang Yifei slammed his long arm down on the low table in front of him. With a "bang!", the table shattered into pieces.
"Yan'er, I will never let you die like this, I will never let you die like this, I will make the whole world pay for your death."
Dongfang Yifei suddenly stood up and walked out with an icy demeanor, his wild steps making it seem as if he wanted to trample the whole world under his feet.
That night, Nangong Ziyan went alone to the backyard of Guiyun Pavilion, looking at the stars in the night sky with guilt in her eyes.
"Venerable Yunxiao, thank you! I wonder if your soul can enter the Soul Realm, where my father is. Are you able to sit under the moon and chat now?"
Bei Minghaotian's figure was faintly visible. Looking at that sorrowful back, he quickened his pace.
"Yan'er".
"Oh! Haotian, what brings you here?" Nangong Ziyan turned around and looked at him.
"I knew you would come here alone and grieve by yourself. If Master saw you like this, he wouldn't feel good either."
"But Master didn't even come out for dinner tonight, and he doesn't want to see me either."
As she spoke, Nangong Ziyan lowered her eyes again, feeling a pang of sadness in her heart.
“Master Nanxing isn’t unwilling to see you, nor is he angry with you. Master Yunxiao and Master Nanxing grew up together. They have lived for over a hundred years, and they have spent most of their time together during that long period. They are as close as brothers. Now that Master Yunxiao has suddenly passed away, Master Nanxing is just not used to it and can’t let go. Don’t worry, Master Nanxing is naturally cheerful, and he will soon get over the grief of losing Master Yunxiao.”
Bei Ming Haotian placed his hands on Nangong Ziyan's shoulders, looking at her slightly red face and feeling the chill. He looked at her with heartache. The early winter night was very cold, and since she had no spiritual energy to resist the cold, she was very susceptible to catching a cold. Bei Ming Haotian quickly took off his outer robe and draped it over her.
-End of this chapter-
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