As soon as these words were spoken, Qianye Ying'er was petrified once again. Her eyes widened as she stared intently at the scarred woman before her, her heart churning with turmoil.
She is actually Yun Che's daughter?
Whose daughter is this?
When did they have children?
How come the child has grown up so much in the blink of an eye?
…
Each question was like a sharp arrow, shooting straight into Qianye Ying'er's chest, making her feel as if she were being pierced by thousands of arrows, and her inner defenses nearly collapsed. She had always hoped to nurture the fruit of her love with Yun Che, but reality had never been what she wanted.
However, ever since she entered the world of the abyss, the successive arrivals of Yun Che's children had battered Qianye Ying'er's heart and soul. This bitter feeling had only grown stronger with time and the number of children who had died... At this moment, she felt an incomparable bitterness in her heart, tears welling up in her eyes. The grievances and helplessness in her heart were tangled like a tangled thread, and she could not find a clue to find a way out.
"It's enough that you still care about me in your heart. I have never blamed you." Yun Xi's expression was calm and his tone was very flat. He did not reveal any emotion of wanting to get close to Yun Che.
Hearing his daughter's response, Yun Che's face inevitably shifted to a look of disappointment. He remained silent for a moment, then slowly drew out the Heaven-Slaying Ancestral Sword and handed it to Yun Xi with both hands. He softly said, "Your mother has only temporarily fallen into a deep sleep. You don't need to worry too much. I promise you, she will awaken before we return to the God Realm."
Yun Xi slowly extended her hands, taking the seemingly ordinary iron sword. Suddenly, a thin mist welled up in her eyes, shrouding them in a hazy haze. She had waited so long, so long to be reunited with her mother, so long that this longing had become a deep obsession.
At this moment, holding the Zhutian Ancestral Sword that carries her mother's breath, she felt mixed emotions in her heart, and her longing for her mother surged like a flood.
"Thank...thank...your...father..." Yun Xi couldn't hold back any more, tears welled up in her eyes, her voice was intermittent due to sobs, and she finally called out the name that had been hidden deep in her heart for a long time.
Yun Che was stunned on the spot. Even though Yun Xi's sobbing whispers were not real, they still stirred up a storm in his heart and soul.
“I owe you and your daughter this. What I’ve done is far from enough to make up for it. Xier, the fact that you accept me and are willing to call me father is the happiest moment of my life.” Yun Che’s voice trembled slightly, tears of excitement and relief glistening in his eyes, as if he had been waiting for this moment for thousands of years.
Qianye Ying'er looked at the scene before her and subconsciously turned away. At this moment, she couldn't help but let the tears slip silently. However, these tears weren't shed for the tender scene before her, but for herself—for her unfulfilled desires, for her struggles and losses in this complex relationship, and for the loneliness and grievances she silently endured in her heart.
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“I bet you’re incredibly curious about Xi’er’s affairs. Why are you keeping silent this time and not planning to ask me?” After bidding farewell to Yun Xi, Yun Che led Qianye Ying’er to their residence.
He keenly noticed that Qianye Ying'er had been exceptionally quiet and silent throughout the entire journey, completely different from her usual lively and sharp-tongued self.
"Yun Che, what kind of existence am I in your heart? Am I really just a furnace used for cultivation?" Qianye Ying'er stared at Yun Che in silence for a long while. Finally, she mustered up the courage and asked with a bit of grievance and unwillingness.
Yun Che was also silent for a long moment, then replied seriously, "When you and I met again in the Northern Divine Region, I did have that thought. However, as we spent time together day after day, my feelings for you have undergone a drastic change."
"I still remember the time you planted the Brahma Soul Death-Wishing Mark in me. The excruciating pain I felt is still unforgettable. But now, with the passage of time, I no longer harbor any hatred towards you. Instead, through the passage of time, those past events have become invaluable memories between us. Now, you are one of my most beloved wives, Yun Che, and an indispensable and vital person in my life."
Yun Che truly felt the grievance and loss in Qianye Ying'er's heart. His heartache was beyond words, and his face was filled with tenderness and pity.
"Then why... why didn't you tell me about Yun Xi until we met?..." Qianye Ying'er said this, tears falling like beads from a broken string. At this moment, she had completely lost the arrogant demeanor of the Brahma Monarch Goddess of the past, leaving only the emotional fragility and helplessness of a woman.
"It was because I really wasn't in the mood at the time... This is truly my fault. I was negligent and didn't consider your feelings." Yun Che gently soothed her, his tone filled with apology and tenderness. "It won't happen again, at least not in this world of the abyss. From now on, I will tell you everything in advance, without reservation."
As Yun Che spoke, he took a step forward and gently embraced Qianye Ying'er in his arms, wanting to use his tenderness to melt the grievances accumulated in her heart.
“I also want a child of my own… I’ve always wanted to…” Qianye Ying’er’s tears continued to roll down, landing on Yun Che’s clothes, leaving patches of wet marks, just like the myriad thoughts in her mind at the moment.
“How could I forget what I promised you? Tonight, we will continue our plan to create a baby.” Yun Che hugged her tightly and whispered a promise in her ear, his words filled with deep affection and determination.
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