"That's just the assassin's side of the story; this matter still needs to be verified."
Gu Qian didn't want Gu Xiaoran to get involved in the conflict, and even now, he was thinking about doing his best to protect Gu Xiaoran from harm.
Gu Xiaoran's mind was in a daze, and her head was throbbing, but she still wanted to know an answer.
"Father, who is my birth mother? Why have you never mentioned her to me all these years?"
Gu Qian: "..."
"Let your father see your injuries."
Gu Xiaoran lay obediently on the bed, her hand still tightly holding Gu Qian's wrist, as if afraid that he would leave at this moment.
"Is my birth mother still alive?"
Although he already had the worst in mind, he still asked the question cautiously.
His earliest memories were of his father; he didn't know who his birth mother was.
Now that he's grown up, he thinks about things more.
“She…” Gu Qian paused slightly, “is gone.”
As he spoke, he pulled his arm away from Gu Xiaoran's wrist and sprinkled fine powder on her wound.
Suddenly, Gu Xiaoran felt a sharp pain in his heart. He didn't know if it was Gu Qian's actions that caused the intense pain in his wound, or if it was his father's words that overwhelmed him with grief.
He choked up.
His origins were like a mystery, something he was forced to accept.
"Why? Why did my birth mother die?" Gu Xiaoran murmured softly.
Gu Qian: "..."
"Father, can you tell me where my birth mother is buried?" Gu Xiaoran's voice remained very low.
Gu Qian: "..."
"I want to go to her grave and light incense. It's been so many years, and I haven't visited her. She must be very sad." Gu Xiaoran seemed to be talking to herself.
Over the years, his mother has taken such good care of him.
So good that he forgot he even had a biological mother.
This realization made him feel that he was very unfilial.
Gu Qian remained silent for a long time before speaking:
“You visit her every year.”
"Every year?" Gu Xiaoran froze.
His brain reacted in a split second.
"It's the Goddess Nuwa?!"
Instantly, tears welled up in his eyes.
"Why won't Father tell me the truth? What's there to hide?"
At the same time, he felt comforted that he had been able to miss visiting his mother.
Gu Xiaoran's question left Gu Qian at a loss for words.
Yes, what's there to hide?
Originally, he wanted to keep it a secret from his master and mistress.
Later, realizing that his master knew the truth, he devoted himself to keeping it from his master's wife.
However, in recent years, seeing his teacher's wife's reaction, he must have also learned about this matter.
However, both Master and Mistress tacitly refrained from mentioning this matter.
The mere mention of it brings a wave of sadness that I cannot control.
Now, he's afraid that Xiaoran will be sad and upset.
"It was your father's fault. I should have told you sooner. Xiao Ran, once you've recovered, your father will take you to visit your birth mother."
“Father is right.” Gu Xiaoran quietly closed his eyes, letting his father take off his clothes and apply medicine to him personally, his eyes red with suppressed emotion.
Gu Qian left the room and went into another room, where he lay down beside Qiu Yan.
Looking at her sleeping face, a sense of unease welled up inside me...
The following day, the atmosphere at the Qiu residence was heavy and oppressive.
Gu Xiaoran slept until the next morning.
The first thing I did upon waking was instinctively call out.
"lightning!"
There was no response, so he called out again.
"lightning……"
He called out several times, but received no response. Then it suddenly dawned on him: Lightning was dead…
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