Chapter 2 Another unlucky child is her
Strange fire is definitely not some kind of cheat code.
When Yu Sui opened her eyes again, she found herself still alive. Because of her inexplicable screams, Madam Su was attracted and stayed by her side all night, which was unusual for her.
Madam Su sat on the bench to the side, lost in thought with one hand supporting her forehead. She noticed out of the corner of her eye that the child had woken up, and then she stood up and came over.
She seemed to hesitate for a moment before reaching out and gently placing her hand on Yu Sui's forehead, using the back of her hand to feel her body temperature.
A maid's voice rang out from outside the door: "Madam, Mr. Zhou has arrived."
Madam Su said, "Come in."
The man who entered was lame. He only took half a step into the room before stopping, as the candles scattered on the floor blocked his way.
Mr. Zhou had a full beard, cloudy eyes, and a颓废 (颓废 is a difficult word to translate directly, but it conveys a sense of listlessness, apathy, and a lack of refinement) appearance that made it impossible to guess his real age.
"How is it?" Madam Su asked.
Mr. Zhou lowered his head and replied, "It must be that the cold air from Luoshan entered her body, accumulated and erupted, causing her unbearable pain."
Yu Sui opened her mouth and gave a silly grin.
Mr. Zhou continued, “The lady is the master of the Farmer’s Breath Soil. She is born with half of the Breath Soil. The mountain cold turns into water, and she cannot refuse to absorb the Breath Soil. If she stays in Luoshan for a long time, she will accumulate the mountain cold in her body.”
Madam Su lowered her head and stared at Yu Sui, her hand still pressed against Yu Sui's forehead, her expression unchanged as she watched Yu Sui giggle.
After a moment of silence in the room, Madam Su said, "You will be looking after Kui'er during this period of time."
Mr. Zhou nodded and left.
Yu Sui received more and more information.
Lady Su was the master of the Breath of Earth, and half of the Breath of Earth was also within her body.
They attributed their previous screams and cries to the presence of the "breath soil" within their bodies and the cold air of Mount Luo.
The only good thing about babies is that adults don't hold back when they talk; they say whatever they want without worrying about being overheard by a two-month-old infant.
Yu Sui wouldn't correct her. Although she had no wounds, she could feel the pain of the world destroyer who was burned to death. When the flames burned too intensely, she fainted from the pain.
I thought I was going to die.
So this is the resonance of the destroyers.
Who wants this kind of resonance?
Yu Sui was somewhat depressed, and she was praying in her heart that the remaining World Destroyers would not die before her.
The burning at the stake had left her with deep psychological trauma.
Based on previous experience, the world destroyers are not always the same five people.
The quantity remains the same, but the "people" will change.
Yu Sui pondered, her eyelids grew heavy, and she fell asleep again.
Madam Su did not leave; she stayed by her side.
With an unknown father, an unloved mother, and burdened with the identity of a world destroyer, Yu Sui is hunted down by the entire continent. She is even more careful to play the role of an innocent baby who knows nothing.
She couldn't let Madam Su see even the slightest hint that "this child is exceptionally gifted."
During this time, Yu Sui was attacked several more times, with those low-level sorcerers ordered to kill Lady Su's children. Over the course of a year, many people came, but Lady Su repelled them all.
In the information Yu Sui received, cultivators on the Xuan Gu Continent were collectively referred to as Ninth-Rank Sorcerers.
The term "Nine Schools" is a general term encompassing countless factions, each with its own unique approach. However, in the current mainland, there are exactly nine factions that rank among the top:
Medical practitioners, legalists, logicians, military strategists, Taoists, agriculturalists, Yin-Yang practitioners, ghost strategists, and practitioners of esoteric arts.
Everyone can draw upon the stars to find the most suitable sorcerer for themselves.
Everything depends on the individual's "talent".
Those with higher innate compatibility have a greater chance of becoming a master of the nine schools of magic and achieving sainthood through cultivation.
These things are still too far away for Yu Sui to understand. She only knows that Madam Su comes from a lowly farming family and has reached the thirteenth realm of cultivation, just one step away from becoming a peak saint.
Mr. Zhou comes from a medical background, but his level of spiritual cultivation is unknown.
The "breath of life" they spoke of was more like a treasure. Originally meant for Lady Su alone, it was half inherited by her child, Yu Sui, after she gave birth to him.
During the months that Madam Su looked after Yu Sui, she never held the child in her arms, nor did she take her away from the small shack in the ancestral hall.
The person taking care of Yu Sui was a mute woman.
Her face bore the marks of time, and the deep wrinkles made her look somewhat serious, yet she was gentle and protective of Yu Sui, preventing her from falling out of the cradle several times.
Yu Sui rarely cries. Occasionally, due to poor coordination, she might fall and bump into things after getting up, and then she might let out a few wails, thinking that a child should cry.
But because her reaction was too slow, the mute woman used sign language to say to Madam Su, "Young Miss's reaction is rather slow."
Madam Su looked at the baby who sat up in the cradle, drooling as he looked at her, and remained silent.
She walked up to Yu Sui, put two fingers together, and gently pressed on her meridians to make them flow smoothly and dispel the cold air that had not been received by the Breath of Earth.
Because Madam Su believed Mr. Zhou's words that cold air entering the body would harm the body, she would help Yu Sui dispel the cold air every seven days.
Yu Sui smiled and handed the tiger doll to Madam Su, inviting her to play together.
Madam Su didn't even glance at her before turning and leaving.
The mute woman could not speak.
Madam Su did not speak to her.
So Yu Sui is already one year old, but he is still a baby who can't speak.
Since Madam Su said that Qingkui would be taken care of by Mr. Zhou, Yu Sui has never seen this older sister again.
Until tonight, after someone attacked the ancestral hall and was killed by Madam Su, Mr. Zhou arrived with the wailing Qingkui, saying that she was frightened and kept crying, insisting on seeing her mother.
Yu Sui climbed out of her small bed and peeked outside, but was pushed back by the mute woman guarding the side.
"Go back." Madam Su knelt down and wiped away the little girl's tears.
Qingkui choked back tears and said, "I don't want to, I want to sleep with my mother."
She seemed to see Yu Sui inside, and then changed her mind: "I want to sleep with my mother and sister."
Madam Su frowned, seemingly preoccupied with something else, so she ignored her and had the mute woman take Qingkui inside.
When Qingkui saw Yu Sui, it was like seeing something new and exciting. She stopped crying, leaned closer, and pinched Yu Sui's cheek. Yu Sui looked up and smiled at her, and Qingkui smiled back.
"I haven't seen you in so long." Four-year-old Qingkui sat down next to Yu Sui's bed. "I've grown taller, and you've grown bigger too."
Yu Sui blinked.
"Why aren't you saying anything?" Qingkui turned to look at her. "You should call me elder sister."
Yu Sui: Ah
Qingkui taught her earnestly, "Sister!"
Yu Sui: "Oh dear."
"That's not how you call me!" Qingkui pointed to herself and said, "Sister!"
Yu Sui teased her, but she wouldn't call out. Qing Kui sighed in the end, "You're so stupid."
As the two children played until the end, Qingkui was the first to lie down and fall asleep next to Yu Sui, and Yu Sui also pretended to be asleep and closed her eyes.
Madam Su entered the room, lifted the curtain to look at the two sleeping children, and bent down to cover Qingkui with the blanket that she had lifted.
Mr. Zhou stood in the shadows by the door and said in a deep voice, "They have already discovered the location of Luoshan. The Rakshasa sorcerers of the Yin-Yang School, the Military School, and the Taoist School have all been mobilized. Your old injuries have not yet healed. If this drags on, their numbers will increase and the people coming here will become stronger. It will be difficult to protect Qingkui."
Madam Su lowered the curtain, turned around, and her dark, bright eyes gleamed with a cold light.
She paused for a moment, then said softly, "Take Qingkui with you."
Mr. Zhou looked up.
Madam Su said, "Let Qingkui go, so that she can grow up safely and away from strife and danger."
"Sir, I'm only begging you this once."
Madam Su bowed to Mr. Zhou in greeting.
"Are you going back?" Mr. Zhou asked, staring at her.
Madam Su's eyelashes trembled slightly, then she looked up and said, "I will take another child back with me. All eyes will be on this child, and no one will care about Qingkui."
Mr. Zhou agreed.
The next day, Qingkui was woken up by the mute woman. She sat up, rubbing her eyes, still looking like she hadn't woken up properly.
"Kui'er." Madam Su extended her hand to Qingkui. "Let's go."
Qingkui responded and took Madam Su's hand as they left.
After that day, Yu Sui never saw her older sister Qing Kui again.
Even when Yu Sui was awake, she wasn't idle. She often separated her consciousness to observe the cluster of flames deep in her mind. Sometimes the flames were still, but other times they flickered and burned.
She called the moment she first received knowledge of the strange fire the inheritance baptism. During the inheritance baptism, the flame that Yu Sui saw was the same as the flame deep in her consciousness at this moment.
Is that the strange fire?
It can burn everything in the world, crack the earth, and swallow all living things.
Yu Sui's consciousness tried to touch that small flame, and then she actually felt the temperature of the flame; it was icy cold.
As she fell asleep, her consciousness remained near the flames, and she felt warmth spreading to her limbs and bones, keeping the cold air of Mount Luo away from her heart and meridians, so that she did not feel any pain.
When Yu Sui was alone, the flames stood still.
The flames only began to flicker when someone approached her.
When no one spoke to her during the year, she would chat with Yi Huo herself. Although Yi Huo would not respond, at least she had someone to confide in.
Yu Sui patiently studied the strange fire. After Mr. Zhou and Qing Kui left, Madam Su visited her less and less often, and only the mute woman accompanied her.
Judging from the previous conversation, the pursuers who will visit Luoshan will become increasingly stronger. Madam Su is injured and has not yet recovered. She is not strong enough to protect her children from these people.
So Madam Su decided to take another child back with her.
Yu Sui thought to herself, "The other unlucky kid is her. So, what does 'going back' mean?"
One month later.
The strange fire deep within Yu Sui's consciousness flickered slightly. Someone stepped through the starry night and reached out to the child's bedside. Dark brown sleeves hung down beside the bed, and the man gently lifted the sleeping child with his slender, well-defined fingers.
The hurricane blew the door open with a bang, extinguishing all the candles on the ground, leaving only moonlight shining in and falling on the man.
Yu Sui opened her eyes and saw the man's smiling face, which was handsome yet sinister.
Although he was smiling, he exuded a strong sense of oppression, as if a venomous snake was flicking its tongue around your neck, its fangs already gripping your throat, forcing you to obey its commands.
The man looked at Madam Su outside the door and said gently with a smile, "Su Su, you've kept us father and daughter apart for over a year. Now, don't throw a tantrum. Come back with me."
That year, Yu Sui, who was one year and two months old, met her father, Nangong Ming, the only non-royal king in Qingyang Kingdom.
Madam Su stood outside the door, expressionless. She said nothing, only lowered her head slightly.
The maid and the mute woman were held hostage by the men brought by Nangong Ming and were unable to move. There were also many corpses on the ground.
Nangong Ming carried Yu Sui outside, completely ignoring everyone else. He walked naturally to Madam Su, lowered his head and pressed his forehead against hers: "If you hadn't been so soft-hearted, all my daughters would have died. You spared one, and I will be grateful to you."
At this moment, Yu Sui felt that her father was a more difficult character to deal with than her mother.
Nangong Ming spoke in a gentle and soft voice, but the atmosphere around him grew increasingly sinister. It was as if the air had been sucked away, and an invisible weight pressed down on her heart, making her uncomfortable. A sense of fear rose from the bottom of her heart for no reason. Yu Sui truly experienced what it meant to have an aura that could "scare a child to tears."
She struggled in Nangong Ming's arms, making soft noises and frowning to show her discomfort.
Nangong Ming distanced himself from Madam Su, smiled at Yu Sui, and patted her head to comfort her: "Su Su, let's go home."
Lady Su had no choice but to follow Nangong Ming.
This was also the first time Yu Sui had stepped out of that dark little house.
The outside world is more interesting than Yu Sui imagined.
She only had time to catch a fleeting glimpse of the tip of Luoshan before Nangong Ming brought her back to the capital of Qingyang.
The mountains and seas along the way were breathtakingly beautiful. Before Yu Sui could fully savor the scenery, she had already stepped into the palace with its vermilion gates and red walls.
Prince Nangong returned to his residence, bringing with him Lady Su, who had been traveling far away, and the young princess who was born elsewhere.
The path from the main gate to the main hall was crowded with people. Servants bowed their heads and served according to their orders, carrying the food and clothing for the lady and the young princess to welcome them.
Nangong Ming was only interested in the child in his arms from beginning to end, using different things to amuse her. Whenever Yu Sui looked away from what he was holding, Nangong Ming would switch to something else.
The main hall was already filled with members of the Nangong family.
Several young ladies held round fans and swayed gently, glancing occasionally out of the hall, while the older ladies rested with their eyes closed. At the next table, three boys played their own games in silence.
The men, dressed in brocade robes, were either sitting or standing. Those who were standing were frowning and pacing back and forth around the doorway.
The members of the collateral branches of the family stood aside without saying a word.
Nangong Ming has not married and has no principal wife in his household, but he has three concubines. Including Madam Su, who has now returned, there are four.
As the figure in black approached, the seated man and woman both stood up.
"Is everyone here?" Nangong Ming carried Yu Sui into the main hall. The flowering trees on both sides of the aisle swayed gently in the morning breeze. He placed Yu Sui on the table and smiled at everyone.
"A new princess has been added to the Prince's residence, her name is..."
Nangong Ming looked at Madam Su: "Does she have a name?"
Madam Su looked back coldly and said, "No."
Nangong Ming, however, showed no anger and continued to smile gently.
Yu Sui tried to sneak off the table when Nangong Ming wasn't looking at her, but she accidentally knocked over a bowl, and the delicate porcelain bowl shattered on the ground with a crash.
The cracking sound made the atmosphere in the hall even more eerie and oppressive.
Yu Sui didn't dare to move and sat at the table pretending to be stupid.
Nangong Ming bent down, picked up a shard of porcelain, placed it in Yu Sui's hand, and said gently, "Broken pieces bring peace. Since it's so fitting for the occasion, you shall be called Nangong Sui."
When the name Nangong was mentioned, everyone's eyes turned to the two of them, with obvious disbelief.
Because they knew that only the future heir to the royal title could bear the surname Nangong.
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