Chapter 50 Discovering the Truth
After Xiaobai checked the location with the golden book, he quietly followed and sent a message to Li Xiaoran and Yan Jinjin, asking them to "inadvertently" take Li Ziqi in that direction to relax. Anyway, they could say that they were unfamiliar with the city and just happened to go there.
He even brought along Li's grandparents. The excuse was, of course, that when they got to that place, Yan Jinjin casually said that she also wanted to pray for her "early deceased" family members.
Li Mingyuan saw that everyone was going out, and thought that he could go together and play the role of host.
Taoist temple backyard.
Li Ruolan was whispering with a man in black robe.
"Is Zhao Lang ready? Are all the materials for the 'Transfer of Flowers and Grafts' array complete?"
"Don't worry, ma'am. Everything is ready. We just need you to bring Li Ziqi out. As long as we take his natural sword bone spiritual root, Baoer can be saved." The man in black robe had a hoarse voice.
There was no trace of kindness on Li Ruolan's face, only cold calculation: "Humph, that boy has already believed in me, I will coax him for two more days.
I said I would take him to find the treasure left by his biological father, and then cry with him, and I wouldn't be afraid that he would not go with me.
"It's a pity that he has such great talent. However, for my baby, everything is worth it.
"He is just a bastard, a mistake I made when I was young and ignorant. It is a great blessing for him to be able to sacrifice for Baoer."
Every word of the cold and vicious words was clearly heard by Li Ziqi and the Li family who happened to be "passing by" here.
Li Ziqi felt as if struck by lightning, his whole body stiffened and his blood seemed to have solidified.
“Hahaha, that silly boy doesn’t know that I have been using him since he was a child. Otherwise, how could my father and mother give me the resources of the family, and how could my good brother be willing to run around for a sister like me.
That silly boy is of no use at all. I thought giving birth to him would give me leverage to marry that man, but he simply abandoned me, saying that he hated children the most.
What motherly love? I wish he would die."
Li Ziqi stood there blankly, looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar figure not far away, the woman whose maternal love he had longed for for more than ten years.
Bastard? Sacrifice? A great blessing? I wish he would die?
It turns out that she had thought through every act of "care" and every act of "exploitation" from childhood to adulthood.
The cold words, like a poisoned ice cone, pierced into Li Ziqi's heart, and also into the hearts of the Li family. It turned out that this was the person they had loved since childhood.
At this moment, Li Ziqi felt that the blood in his body instantly ran cold, and his limbs became stiff as iron.
It turned out that this was the figure he had longed for for more than ten years, the "mother" he had called for countless times in his dreams at midnight.
It turns out that everything was fake.
Those gentle smiles, caring words, and homemade soups were all carefully woven lies.
The purpose is just his natural sword bones.
For a child with another man.
Who is he?
A mistake? A tool? A "blessing" that can be sacrificed at will?
A huge sense of absurdity and pain instantly engulfed him.
My throat felt like it was blocked by a hot iron and I couldn't make a sound.
Li Ruolan seemed to have noticed something and turned back suddenly.
When she saw Li Ziqi's face, which was as pale as paper and full of despair, her pupils suddenly contracted!
"Qi'er?" She screamed, and the cold calculation on her face was instantly replaced by panic.
The man in black robe next to him was also startled and immediately became alert.
"Why are you here?" Li Ruolan's voice trembled and she subconsciously wanted to step forward.
"Don't come over here."
Li Ziqi finally found his voice, which was hoarse, broken, and filled with the despair of dying.
He stumbled back a step, as if getting close to her would completely contaminate him with that viciousness.
At this moment, several figures "happened" to turn the corner of the Taoist temple.
Leading the group were Li Xiaoran, who had his arms folded and looked like he was watching a show, and Yan Jinjin, who had a complicated expression.
And there is Xiaobai, the innocent and cute kid who is being held by Yan Jinjin’s hand, with his big black eyes open and a look of “I don’t know anything” on his face.
Behind him were Li Mingyuan, who looked shocked, and the two elders of the Li family, who looked disappointed.
"Huh? Junior-junior brother Ziqi? Pretty aunt? You are here too?" Xiaobai spoke in a baby voice, breaking the frozen air.
When Li Ruolan saw them, especially the teasing look in Xiaobai's eyes, her face turned pale instantly.
She understood, this is a trap! It was designed by this seemingly harmless little girl. The damned little bastard is just as disobedient as Li Ziqi.
"No, Qi'er, listen to my explanation. It's not what you heard." Li Ruolan argued in a panic, trying to make amends.
"Explain?" Li Ziqi laughed miserably, tears finally bursting out, "Explain why you called me a 'bastard'? Explain why you wanted to dig up my spiritual roots to save your 'baby'? Explain why all this is my 'great blessing'?
As far as I can remember, I have been understanding of you. I thought you were just too young at that time and didn't know how to be a mother or how to be responsible.
I forgave you willingly, but you took advantage of me time and time again. Now I understand everything. It turns out that you can't act at all. I just ignored it unilaterally, hahahaha...
How ridiculous! How ridiculous! "
With every question Li Ziqi asked, his voice became louder and the pain in his heart became more torn.
"I..." Li Ruolan was speechless, her eyes flashing wildly.
"That's enough! Take them all back."
A majestic voice sounded.
It was Li Mingyuan, the head of the Li family, who took action and subdued Li Ruolan and the man in black robe effortlessly.
Afraid that something might happen to Li Ziqi, Li Xiaoran knocked him out and took him back to the Li family.
Inside the ancestral hall, several elders and core clan elders of the Li family walked over with gloomy faces.
Behind them followed Li Ziqi's grandparents, and Li Mingyuan and his wife, all with equally grim expressions.
"Brother, father." Li Ruolan saw Li Mingyuan and felt like she had grabbed the last straw. "Listen to me, it's a misunderstanding! It's all a misunderstanding! He forced me to do it. I don't want to hurt Qi'er. Qi'er is my dearest."
Grandfather Li didn't even look at her. His eyes fell on his distraught eldest grandson. His heart ached. In just half a day, the high-spirited ancestor of the Li family had become decadent.
He has lived for hundreds of years and has seen all kinds of storms. How could he not see the truth?
"Misunderstanding?" His voice was cold. "Ruolan, you really disappoint me."
Xiaobai took out a booklet from his storage bag at the right time and handed it to Li Mingyuan: "Grandpa, I picked this up by accident. It seems to be Auntie Pretty's account book?"
The booklet was secretly copied and forged by the Heavenly Book. It recorded the resources that Li Ruolan had "borrowed" from Li Ziqi under various pretexts over the years, as well as evidence of where these resources ultimately went - pointing to the independent cultivator Zhao Kuo from Canglan City.
All the money that Li Ziqi earned in the past few years, which was given by the sect or sent by the family, was given to her as a "filial piety" to her mother. He never revealed his identity, otherwise the young master of the Li family would be so poor that he would not even be willing to eat spiritual food.
Moreover, he was a sword cultivator and had not maintained his sword properly for hundreds of years. He usually lived frugally and pretended to be wealthy, but if you looked closely, you could see that he was very thin.
Every stroke of the pen, every incident, is clear and definite.
It even "happened" to record her correspondence with Zhao Kuo a few years ago, in which she complained about how Li Ziqi, this "burden", was a hindrance and how she wished he had never existed.
Li Mingyuan flipped through the account book, his hands clenched tighter and tighter, veins bulging.
Li Ziqi's grandfather was so angry that he was shaking all over. He pointed at Li Ruolan and said, "You! You evil creature! Ziqi has suffered so much injustice since he was a child, but you don't care and you keep using him! Is your heart made of stone?
You even bribed the disciples of the side branches to bully Ziqi since he was a child. What kind of beast are you! "
"I didn't! I was..." Li Ruolan wanted to argue.
"That's enough." Li Mingyuan shouted angrily, interrupting her, "Do you think we are all blind and deaf?"
"Since he was little, Ziqi has been ostracized and bullied in the clan. As a mother, have you ever said a word for him? I thought you were young and ignorant and didn't notice it. I didn't expect you were involved in it."
"You only know resentment. You resent that we didn't help you keep that man, and you resent that the family didn't give you enough resources."
"You blame all your misfortunes on others, on your own child."
"Now, because of the bastard you and another wild man gave birth to, you are going to do this to Ziqi."
"Li Ruolan, you are not worthy of being a mother!"
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