Mother is back
"...Ah...Master, Leng Yue will never dare to do that again...Master, spare my life..." Leng Yue's voice sounded heartbreaking and particularly miserable in the silent night. Ouyang Mingri suddenly woke up, it turned out to be a nightmare.
Mingri wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, slowly got off the bed, and picked up the Wuwo Sword standing in the corner.
"Lengyue, you must hold on." Ouyang Mingri gripped the sword tightly.
"Ding ding ding," someone knocked on the door. "Ming Ri, I'm the Master."
"Master," Mingri opened the door and asked, "Master, are we going to practice sword fighting?"
"Practice again later," the old man from the frontier said, "your mother is back."
That day, after leaving Sifang City, Madam Yuzhu, Ding Xuelian, and Xiao Douya headed for the Desert Ridge. Not only was the area beautiful and tranquil, far from the hustle and bustle, but it was also quite secluded. There was a small town not far from the exit, making food, clothing, housing, and transportation very convenient. Consequently, their lives were quite comfortable and peaceful.
However, the rumors that Huangfu Renhe killed his wife and father and sought power and usurped the throne still reached the Desert Roof.
How could Madam Yuzhu feel at ease? The position of city lord should have been Renhe's. Renhe was such a generous child, and now that he had suffered such a great injustice, how should he deal with it?
Maybe I can help him dispel this rumor tomorrow. Tomorrow, I wonder if you are doing well now?
Ding Xuelian was also very worried. She wondered whether Yan'er and Changfeng were doing well.
Little Bean Sprout shook Yuzhu's arm and said, "Grandma Yuzhu, Grandma Shangguan, Little Bean Sprout misses Sister Yan and the others."
So, Madam Yuzhu, Ding Xuelian and Xiao Douya decided to return to Sifang City.
Fortunately, as soon as they arrived in Sifang City, they heard that the rumor had been debunked, and Yuzhu and Ding Xuelian finally felt relieved.
"Mom, Aunt Shangguan, Yingying?!" Ouyang Mingri couldn't believe his eyes.
Madam Yuzhu took Yingying's hand and said to Ouyang Mingri, "This is the daughter I adopted along the way. Her name is Qiao Lingxue. Xiaoxue, come meet your elder brother."
"Little sister greets big brother." Qiao Lingxue bowed respectfully to Mingri. A closer look revealed that Qiao Lingxue was shorter than Yingying. While her face shape and features were very similar to Yingying's, her demeanor was gentle and shy, making her a very well-behaved and charming girl.
Ouyang will return the favor tomorrow.
"I was also shocked when I first saw Miss Qiao." Stinky Tofu said with a smile.
"Not to mention you all, even I was shocked when I first saw her," Madam Yuzhu said with a smile, "She really looks so much like Yingying. Perhaps this is the fate that Xiaoxue and I are mother and daughter."
Sima Changfeng and Shangguan Yan felt relieved when they saw Madam Yuzhu's smile. Although Princess Yingying was gone, the pain of losing her daughter could be alleviated with her adopted daughter.
Stinky Tofu looked at Qiao Lingxue and missed Yingying even more.
"Mom, Dad..." Ouyang Mingri said carefully.
"Mother already knows. He deserves it. But it's all right this way." Madam Yuzhu suppressed her sadness and looked at Mingri, who stood tall and graceful, and said gently, "Mingri, you've finally stood up. It's great."
"But Yi Shan..." Ouyang Mingri couldn't help feeling sad.
"Son, don't be sad. Yishan doesn't want you to be sad, right?" Madam Yuzhu comforted.
Ouyang Mingri nodded. It was only when he lowered his head that he suddenly caught a glimpse of the chubby little creature, its brows furrowed, its mouth pouting, its big, watery eyes gazing at him pitifully.
"Sai Huatuo, you talked to Grandma Yuzhu, Grandma Shangguan, and Sister Qiao, but you didn't talk to me!" Xiao Douya said with a pout.
"I'm sorry, Xiao Douya!" Ouyang Mingri smiled and stroked Xiao Douya's head. "Long time no see. You've grown so tall!"
(It's so strange in the original drama. Xiao Douya calls Shangguan Yan "Sister Yan", but calls her mother's generation "Grandma". Oh my god, children really don't mind their words. -_-)
Inside the palace martial arts hall.
Following the instructions of the old man from the frontier, Ouyang Mingri began practicing the Wuwo Sword. With a good memory and quick comprehension, he quickly mastered the first three moves, but becoming proficient in them would take some time.
"Tomorrow, if you want to practice Wuwo Sword well, you must guard against arrogance and impatience. If your mind is calm, your sword will be steady; if you are impatient, your sword will flutter. Seek progress in stability, and guard in progress. There is movement in stillness, and change in movement. All changes are based on the word 'emptiness'." The old man from the border advised.
"Yes, I've got it in mind," said Ouyang Mingri.
"Tomorrow, your master knows that you really want to save Leng Yue, but you must not repeat Bai Tong's mistakes! Bai Tong was too impatient in practicing martial arts, which damaged his internal organs. Moreover, because he was too impatient, he failed to practice the Wuwo sword technique to the highest level. It's a pity... Alas..." The old man from the border couldn't help feeling sad when he thought of Bai Tong.
"Master, don't worry. I will remember your teachings." Ouyang Mingri said.
"Mingri, please stay calm." The old man from the border patted Mingri's shoulder and said earnestly.
Ouyang Mingri nodded firmly.
Although Ouyang Mingri promised the old man from the frontier region to be humble and prudent, how could he truly be selfless and ruthless? Ouyang Mingri never forgot Leng Yue. The thought of Leng Yue imprisoned by Bantianyue in the Divine Moon Sect drove him to practice day and night. Even in his spare time, he repeatedly pondered the mental techniques and mantras taught by the old man from the frontier region. Within a few days, he began to lose weight. Seeing her son like this, Madam Yuzhu felt deeply distressed.
In the room, Ouyang Mingri stared blankly at Leng Yue's portrait. He picked up a pen and wrote:
"The fragrance of flowers still lingers, but where can I find the beauty?"
Remembering what Leng Yue said that night: "I can't take anything with me." Ouyang Mingri couldn't help but sigh.
Someone knocked on the door. Ouyang Mingri asked, "Who is it?"
"Tomorrow, it's me."
Ouyang Mingri opened the door and made a "please" gesture: "Mom, please come in."
Madam Yuzhu came in with a bowl of tonic. Mingri picked up the portrait and put it aside. Madam Yuzhu placed the bowl on the table and said, "Mingri, you've been practicing hard these past few days. I've made some tonic for you. Eat it while it's hot."
"Thank you, mother. I am an unfilial son and have caused you to worry." Ouyang Mingri took the bowl from Madam Yuzhu and drank silently.
Madam Yuzhu gently stroked Mingri's head and said, "Mingri, you've lost a lot of weight recently."
"I'm fine, I can take care of myself," said Ouyang Mingri.
Madam Yuzhu picked up the portrait and asked, "Is this her?"
Ouyang Mingri nodded.
"Xiao Yan'er has already told me about Leng Yue," Madam Yuzhu said. "Mother knows you really want to save her, but why did she approach you in the first place? Don't you feel any doubt at all?"
Ouyang Mingri said: "I once had doubts, but Leng Yue sacrificed too much for us."
"Ah, you're just too sentimental, child," Madam Yuzhu said. "Lengyue is a member of the Divine Moon Cult, after all. Lengyue and Bantianyue both have the word 'moon' in their names. Maybe she and Bantianyue have colluded all along..."
Ouyang Mingri couldn't help but frown and lowered his head in silence.
Seeing this, Madam Yuzhu softened her tone a little. "Tomorrow, perhaps you don't like what I'm saying, but no one will tell you this except me. If Lengyue is truly a good girl, I might accept her, but I must first get rid of this scourge, Bantianyue. I know you've been eager to practice these days, but your master said that when practicing the Wuwo Sword, one shouldn't rush for success. Tomorrow, you should understand the principle of 'haste makes waste'."
"I'll understand tomorrow. I'll keep my mother's teachings in mind tomorrow."
Ouyang Mingri looked at Madam Yuzhu's back and sighed secretly.
Leng Yue stayed in the Shenyue Sect. Every day, apart from eating, drinking, defecating, urinating and sleeping, he just thought about tomorrow.
If she died now, perhaps Ban Tianyue wouldn't be able to make any plans against her. However, if she died, Ban Tianyue might find someone more sinister to deal with them tomorrow. If that were the case, Leng Yue would rather it was her.
However, why is there no movement after so many days?
Leng Yue decided to find Bantian Yue to find out the truth.
"Where are you going?" Leng Yue opened the door, only to find Ban Tianyue already standing outside. For the past few days, Ban Tianyue had been hiding in the shadows, observing this strange little girl, but hadn't noticed anything unusual. Could she not be a trap set by the goddess dragon and others? Had he guessed wrong? Ban Tianyue was perplexed.
"You captured me and won't let me go. What do you want to do?" Leng Yue asked.
"What's your name? Why are you seeking death? Tell me!"
Leng Yue did not answer, but just looked at Bantian Yue coldly.
"Since you won't tell me, I'll tell you for you," Ban Tianyue said. "You were a maid in the palace. The Dragon Goddess and the others asked you to pretend to be Madam Yuzhu to deal with me. When you were no longer useful, they drove you out of the palace. Then, in a fit of despair, you went to the lake to commit suicide. Is that right?"
Leng Yue pouted and said, "They told me there was no danger, and they saved my life. It was you who threw me off the cliff. If the old man hadn't caught me, you would have killed me."
"No, it's not my fault," Ban Tianyue said, "it's the people who asked you to pretend to be Madam Yuzhu. It's their fault. If you hadn't pretended to be Madam Yuzhu, I wouldn't have thrown you off the cliff, right?"
Leng Yue said nothing.
Seeing this, Ban Tianyue said, "I'm not like them, full of talk about morality and justice, but actually doing things that are against heaven and earth! You risked your life for them, but they kicked you out of the palace. Don't you hate them?"
Leng Yue pouted and said nothing.
"What's your name?" Bantianyue asked.
"Cold Moon."
"Leng Yue, what a good name! My name also has the character 'Yue' in it. If you join the Shen Yue Sect and work for me, I guarantee that you will be able to call the wind and rain, and become famous in the martial arts world. You will never be bullied again, and you will not be sent away in obscurity. Are you willing?"
"Why should I believe you?" Leng Yue asked.
"Because I, like you, have a deep hatred for them." Bantianyue said.
"I don't hate them." Leng Yue turned her head away.
"Hahahahaha..." Bantianyue laughed, "If you don't hate me, why are you seeking death?"
"I……"
"Little girl, maybe in your eyes, I, Bantianyue, am a big villain, but who knows how lonely I am inside? No one understands me! In fact, it was they who forced me to reach this point today!" Bantianyue said.
"Well…………"
"If you're willing to join forces with me, I promise to vent your anger and make them pay the price!"
"Really?" Leng Yue's eyes suddenly revealed a trace of seemingly innocent trust and ecstasy.
"Of course!" Bantianyue said confidently.
"Then...then what benefit can you give me?" Leng Yue asked timidly.
"What else do you want?" Bantianyue really didn't expect that the little girl would negotiate with him.
"I want martial arts. With martial arts, no one will dare to bully me." Leng Yue said with a pout.
Bantianyue's surprise quickly turned into pride: "Good! You are much better than my adopted son! Hahahahaha...hahahaha..."
Bantianyue left. A strange smile appeared on Lengyue's lips.
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