Hearing this, Fu Changling was in a trance for a moment.
He sat in his chair in a daze, thinking about his youth.
In fact, he knew that he was Lin Chen's child. A long time ago, his father told him that he must not tell anyone about the sword bone on his back.
When he heard that there was a female devil in this world, who was once his father's fiancée, and who later killed many people and was not tolerated by anyone in the world, he guessed that this person was his mother.
There are so many monsters in this world, but he only hates this one, because she is his mother.
He hated her for being selfish.
He hated her for doing so many evil things and causing him to suffer so much misfortune.
He hated her for ruining her future in pursuit of Taoism, forcing him to bear her sins and practice asceticism for the rest of his life.
In his previous life, he hated her to death. Even before his father died, he told him that his mother was a very good person and asked him not to resent her. But he still couldn't control himself.
It’s just that there was too much love and hate in the previous life, so this person I have never met is not so colorful.
But he always harbored hatred towards this mother.
But one day, he suddenly realized that his mother might have been wronged.
And at the moment when he learned that his mother was wronged, he also learned that it was his father, the father who gave birth to him, raised him, and tried every means to hide him, who personally killed his mother, who may have no flaws but died unjustly.
Fu Changling suddenly felt a little ridiculous.
He wanted to laugh, but couldn't.
He felt as if he should cry, but he couldn't cry out loud.
At this moment, a man suddenly stood up, stood beside him, raised his hand and blocked in front of him.
His sleeves were pure white with rolling cloud patterns printed on them. When he raised his hand to block them, he could no longer see Yue Sihua or the candlelight. He could not see anything but this person, standing in front of him as steady as a rock.
What isolated him was all the despair and hardships, which gave him a safe place where he could relax.
"Madam, please step back while you're talking."
Qin Yan said calmly: "My junior brother doesn't like others to get too close to him."
Hearing this, Yue Sihua raised her head and looked at Qin Yan. She stared at Qin Yan, but Qin Yan remained expressionless and only said, "Step back."
Yue Sihua remained silent for a long time. Then, she gave a mocking smile, returned to her seat, and said calmly, "My dear Qin, you are very considerate of your junior brother."
"There's no one to look after him," Qin Yan calmed him down. "I'm his senior brother, so I'll naturally take better care of him."
"What if you knew your junior brother had lied to you?"
Yue Sihua raised his eyebrows, and Qin Yan raised his eyes and asked, "Did he harm me?"
Yue Sihua was stunned for a moment, and Qin Yan continued, "Even if it hurts me, I accepted him into Hongmeng Heavenly Palace, and that's my own fault."
"As long as he is my junior brother, I will protect him."
Yue Sihua didn't say anything. After a moment, she laughed to herself, "In the face of life and death, a person's true character is revealed. As for the usual big talk, you young people, you can say whatever you want."
Fu Changling listened to their conversation and slowly calmed down. He raised his eyes, reached out and pulled down Qin Yan's hand that was blocking him, stared at Yue Sihua, and said, "What happened next? It's not like you became Madam Fu and this matter is over."
"On the day of our wedding, Yue Sinan gave us a gift."
"The gift was a phoenix crown with the words 'A gentleman keeps his word, even in life and death,' written on it. When Fu Yushu received the crown, I thought he would be angry or something, but he hugged it, smiled, and said, 'Little boy!' That night, Fu Yushu and I slept separately. He carefully placed the crown next to him and slept soundly."
"It was on that day that I heard that a blood pool had been built in Wenxing Town in the Su clan's territory in Yuesinan using the blood of thousands of cultivators."
"Pond of blood?"
Fu Changling repeated it, and Yue Sihua nodded: "Yes, a blood pool. I heard that the blood pool was ten feet wide and one foot and five inches deep. They killed every cultivator who came, and nearly three thousand people were killed."
"No one knows how she achieved such a high level of cultivation in less than two years." Yue Sihua smiled bitterly. "Almost all the cultivators who went there in the first batch died. By the time the second batch of elite reinforcements arrived, she had disappeared, and the blood in the pool had dried up."
"Why did she build the blood pool?"
Qin Yan frowned, and Yue Sihua shook his head: "I don't know."
"She has many secrets. For example, she clearly had a golden elixir, so why could she still cultivate? How did she become so powerful in just two years? With her strength to kill three thousand cultivators, she should have been in the Spiritual Transformation Stage by then. What is her relationship with Fu Yushu? Why did she give Fu Yushu the phoenix crown? What did she mean by what she said? I don't know any of this."
"I only know one thing," Yue Sihua turned his head away, with a sense of old age and resignation, "She will seek revenge on me, it's just a matter of a day sooner or a day later."
After she finished speaking, everyone fell silent. After a long moment, Fu Changling asked, "Are you done?"
"That's all."
Yue Sihua's voice was hoarse: "I have said everything I need to say. I don't know the rest. If you are willing to protect me, then protect me. If you don't want to, I understand."
Fu Changling didn't say much. He just raised his hand and drew a formation on the ground. The formation spread out. Fu Changling said calmly, "You stay in this formation. If she comes, this formation will help you resist for a while. We will appear immediately."
Yue Sihua was stunned when he heard Fu Changling say this.
After Fu Changling finished this, he turned to Qin Yan and said, "Brother, let's go."
After saying that, Fu Changling walked out. Yue Sihua hurriedly called out to him, "Changling!"
Fu Changling paused. Yue Sihua looked at him and asked with some hope, "Why...why are you helping me?"
Fu Changling didn't turn around. Yue Sihua asked anxiously, "You also think I'm not wrong, right? I just want to survive. I'm not wrong, right?"
"Whether you're right or wrong has nothing to do with me," Fu Changling said calmly. "That's a question that should be answered by Yue Sinan and those you've hurt. I won't judge right or wrong based on the suffering of others. I'm helping you now only because I promised you, and I have to keep my promise."
"It's just that," Fu Changling turned his head and looked at Yue Sihua with a calm gaze, "If I were you, or if my senior brother were you, we wouldn't do the same thing."
"There's nothing wrong with wanting to live, but everyone has the right to live well. When faced with a bottom line, one can give up life and death. And the bottom line for a good person is, at the very least, not to harm others."
"But I want to live!"
Yue Sihua roared: "My life is decided by fate, so I have to accept it!"
Fu Changling said nothing. He looked at Yue Sihua quietly: "Since you have made your choice, you must accept the judgment you deserve."
"Justice in this world always exists."
"It's not here." Yue Sihua's eyes were blazing. "Yunze's Heavenly Dao has long ceased to be fair! If it were fair, look at these cultivators. They cultivate meridians with other people, disregarding the lives of ordinary people. Is this fair? Some have spiritual roots, while others are so fragile that they would die if they fell. Is this fair?"
"You keep talking about justice," Yue Sihua looked at him, "but who gave your mother justice?"
Fu Changling remained silent. He looked at Yue Sihua for a long time. Then, he spoke in a resolute voice, "I will give it to you."
"I will give justice wherever I see it."
Yue Sihua was stunned for a moment. After a moment, she seemed to think it was ridiculous and laughed, "Your mother is crazy, and so are you."
"My mother is not crazy." Fu Changling said seriously, "She is the dignity of this world."
It is the dignity of natural law, the dignity of countless ordinary people, and the dignity of what makes people human.
After saying this, Fu Changling didn't want to talk to her any more and turned away.
After he left the house, he went straight to his room. Qin Yan called him, "Changling."
Fu Changling stopped walking, without looking back, and said, "Brother, you go and rest first. I'm going to rest too."
After saying that, Fu Changling pushed open the door and went straight into his room.
Qin Yan stood there, hesitating for a moment, and finally turned back to find Shangguan Mingyan. He said to Shangguan Mingyan, "You go guard the door of Madam Fu's room tonight. Xiu Fan has already set up a formation. Madam Yue shouldn't come again tonight, but I'm still worried about something going wrong."
"I see." Shangguan Mingyan laughed and said, "I didn't even understand what was going on when I heard the commotion. I arrived late and didn't understand what was going on. I didn't want to disturb you, so I didn't go. Now I have something to do, which is great."
"You've worked hard." Qin Yan said calmly, "I..."
He hesitated for a moment, thought about it, and then said, "I'll go see Xiu Fan."
"What happened, Brother Shen?"
Shangguan Mingyan showed some concern, Qin Yan shook his head: "It's nothing, I'll go take a look."
"Okay." Shangguan Mingyan smiled, "Brother, go and do your work. I'll change my clothes and go look after Madam Fu."
After talking to Shangguan Mingyan, Qin Yan arrived at Fu Changling's door again.
In fact, he didn't know what to say or do, but he intuitively felt that he couldn't just leave Fu Changling alone now.
He stood at the door of Fu Changling's room. He knew that with Fu Changling's alertness, he should know he was at the door, but he said nothing and pretended to know nothing, which meant that he didn't want him to go in.
Qin Yan waited for a while, and finally gave up and walked downstairs.
Fu Changling was in the room. He listened to Qin Yan going downstairs and couldn't tell whether he felt lost or relieved.
He didn't want to see anyone at the moment. He didn't want anyone to see his loss of composure, his loneliness, or his embarrassment.
He hopes that everyone can see Fu Changling with a smile on his face.
All the pain and suffering should not be known to anyone. If it is someone who loves you, it will only add to your troubles; if it is someone who hates you, it will only make you a laughing stock.
He heard Qin Yan outside the door. The moment he heard it, he actually felt a surge of joy.
And this joy disappeared with the departure of the footsteps, and even turned into a prophetic feeling of "as expected".
He smiled, raised his hand to turn off the light, then leaned against the window, took out a pot of sake from his spirit bag, looked into the distance, and drank it sip by sip.
He felt very depressed, but he didn't know what to do.
No matter how much pain he faced, he would always just keep avoiding and covering it up, as if it didn't exist. Every time he felt bad, he would quickly get better. It wasn't that he was naturally heartless, but he would dig a hole in his heart to bury everything, this thing, this person, everything.
Just like Qin Yan in his previous life, he could still pretend that nothing happened even though he had already taken root in his heart. Only when he saw that person's soul return to the moonlight in his dreams would he feel tears welling up in his eyes. Or when he accidentally traveled thousands of miles, just to see a trace of him left behind, to hear a rumor about him.
In many things, it was not that he was blind, but that he had buried the eyes of his heart with the dirt of his heart, so his heart was blind and he turned a blind eye to many things.
However, this method always has its limits. When his heart is filled with all the troubles and there is no place to put them, or when the matter is too huge to hide, he is at a loss.
He stared blankly at the bright moon in the distance. After a while, he suddenly heard the sound of some musical instrument in the courtyard.
Fu Changling was slightly stunned. He lowered his head and saw a man in white clothes under the corridor, holding a leaf to his lips and whistling a tune softly.
Fu Changling stared at the man blankly. Qin Yan noticed his gaze and raised his head.
Fu Changling felt as if he was drunk. He saw silent comfort and companionship in Qin Yan's usually cold eyes.
In an instant, he suddenly knew where to place his emotions.
He looked at this man, looked into his eyes, and suddenly he felt infinite courage, and then followed by countless desires for this man out of nowhere.
I want to hug, kiss, possess, and want this person to be with me forever, to accompany me forever, and never be separated.
It burned all the way to his brain. Qin Yan saw that he was still looking at him, so he stood up and jumped onto the eaves in front of Fu Changling's window. Fu Changling was sitting by the window, holding a wine jar in one hand and one leg slightly bent.
Qin Yan lifted his coat and calmly sat down at Fu Changling's feet. He said calmly, "I don't know how to comfort you, but I think you need someone to comfort you."
As he spoke, Qin Yan turned his head, looked at him, and said calmly: "What can I do for you?"
Fu Changling didn't say anything. He just looked at him quietly. Qin Yan smiled and said, "I'll let you be willful for once."
"Anything?"
Fu Changling also laughed. Qin Yan thought for a moment and said, "I can't go against the bottom line."
"Can I have a drink?"
"Of course you can." Qin Yan agreed and raised his hand to take the wine jug. At that moment, Fu Changling suddenly took a sip of the wine, then pressed forward and kissed him on the lips.
The aroma of wine filled his mouth and Fu Changling closed his eyes.
The bright moon was shining in the sky, and Fu Changling and Qin Yan's hearts were beating rapidly.
After a long time, Fu Changling let him go. He raised his eyes and looked at Qin Yan's shocked eyes.
He smiled lightly and wiped the corner of his lips with the back of his hand: "Brother, is the wine delicious?"
Qin Yan didn't say anything. His eyes were full of twists and turns, but he couldn't utter a word. He seemed to want to scold him, but couldn't. He seemed to want to say something, but couldn't.
After a long time, he turned his head away and said, "You are drunk."
Fu Changling laughed at himself. He lay back down, leaning against the window, and followed Qin Yan's words and said, "Oh my, it's been a long time since I kissed anyone. Are you scared, brother?"
As he said that, Fu Changling turned his head away: "It's just a joke, don't take it seriously."
Qin Yan lowered his head and said nothing. Fu Changling stood up and said, "Okay, go to bed. It's so late, it's time for you to rest."
Qin Yan raised his eyes to look at him. Fu Changling jumped back to his room and thought for a moment. He did not look back, but still said, "Senior Brother."
Qin Yan responded: "Hmm?"
Fu Changling said in a low voice: "I'm very happy that you accompany me tonight, thank you."
"I was originally very sad, but with you by my side, I suddenly feel less sad. After all, this is a thing of the past, and the most difficult people are those in the past. They represent hardship, but we represent hope," Fu Changling said, turning around and smiling, "Isn't that right?"
Qin Yan listened, still a little dazed. His heart was beating fast, and he felt panicked and absurd. So, he could only find a moment of reason in his bewilderment and utter a low response.
"Um."
As the two were talking, Yue Changyan came towards Yue Sihua's door, trembling.
"Senior..."
He stammered, looked up and said, "Can I, can I see my mother?"
"Why not?" Shangguan Mingyan smiled. "That's your mother. You look at her, so of course it's right."
Shangguan Mingyan bowed deeply to Fu Changyan, then opened the door and said respectfully, "Please come in."
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