Chapter 185 The Secret of the Crane Stealing the Child
"Your Highness! You're back!" Yu Qing's tone became warmer. "Miss Yao'er is back and is breastfeeding in her room! This servant will set out the food right away!"
"Tuanyue! You're finally back! You just wanted to take a quick look, why did it take so long?!" Langzhi held Qingyue's hand and rubbed it as she said, "You have no idea how hard I worked, the baby was looking for milk, and it was so much trouble for me! You weren't here, if you were, could you have let the baby take care of himself..."
Qingyue silently withdrew her hand, glanced at Yuqing who was busy running around, and turned to go into the house.
"Mother, you're back!" Su Yuyao greeted Xuanmiao with her arms around her.
Qingyue, who had been looking worried, gradually felt the gloom dissipate upon seeing Su Yuyao and Xuanmiao. She picked up Xuanmiao, who exuded a rich milky fragrance, bounced him in her arms, and said with a smile, "The little guy has gotten fatter again!"
"That's right! I don't know what delicious food Daddy secretly fed her during the day, she doesn't really want to drink milk anymore!" Su Yuyao took Qingyue's arm and asked hesitantly, "Mother, are you going to see the flying flowers?"
Qingyue raised her eyelids and glanced at Yuqing, who was setting the table. "Your information network is pretty good!"
Yu Qing quickly greeted her with a smile, took Xuan Miao's gift, and said, "Your Majesty, please forgive me! It was my fault for being so talkative! At noon, I went to Yuan Tun Palace to deliver lunch to Miss Yao'er. Miss Yao'er was thinking of you and asked why you didn't go. I blurted it out without thinking... I won't do it again!"
Qingyue was initially displeased, but after Yuqing pointed it out, she couldn't stay angry. She gave a soft hum and said, "If you're so quick-tongued again, see how I punish you!"
Although Qingyue's words carried a hint of reproach, Yuqing found them quite comforting. Holding Xuanmiao, she slightly curtsied and replied, "Yes! This little servant knows her mistake!"
"Tuan Yue! Don't be angry! If this woman causes trouble, I'll deal with her!" Lang Zhi suddenly shouted.
Yu Qing glared at Lang Zhi with a sidelong glance.
Langzhi raised her hand as if to slap her, "You dare to glare at me! You have no manners!"
"Ah!" Xuanmiao suddenly roared, stretching out her chubby little hand like a steamed bun and pointing at Langzhi, "Ah! Get lost!"
Before Su Yuyao and Qingyue could react, Yuqing grabbed Xuanmiao's chubby little hand and kissed it several times, saying seriously, "Miao'er, you can't talk about your grandfather like that!"
Xuanmiao paused, looked at the little hand that Yuqing had kissed red, and then looked at Su Yuyao and Qingyue.
"Huh?" Xuanmiao reached out her little hand to Su Yuyao with a pitiful expression, but Yuqing grabbed it.
"Miao'er, be good. Let your grandparents and mother eat properly. You and..." Yu Qing paused, then continued, "go out and play with Xiao Nu!"
After saying that, he hugged Xuanmiao and retreated towards the outside of the house.
"Wait!" Qingyue called out to Yuqing with her eyes lowered.
She slowly walked up to Yuqing, stared at her for a while, then tidied Xuanmiao's hair, and finally took Xuanmiao's little hand and gently kissed it. "Miao'er, go play with...Grandma Yuqing!"
Yu Qing suddenly hugged Xuan Miao tightly, trying her best to hide her excitement, but her vision was already blurring as she looked at Qing Yue, and her voice began to choke, "Your Majesty... this humble servant..."
"Su'e!"
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
"Clean up the side couch and let Yuqing stay there. Today, you and I will stay in bed and take care of Miao'er!"
"yes!"
"And what about me?!" Langzhi asked with a grin. "I just washed my face and my feet! I..."
Qingyue rolled her eyes at Langzhi, "Where can't you stay?! You can just weave a net in a tree and sleep there for the night!"
Yu Qing smiled and lowered her head, then carried Xuan Miao out.
“Yao’er,” Qingyue pulled Su Yuyao down to sit, and said softly, “Mother did go to see Feihua today. She’s doing quite well now, and her episodes are happening less and less, but…”
"But what?" Su Yuyao looked at Qingyue's hesitant expression, quite puzzled.
Qingyue said sadly, "But she knows you gave birth to Miao'er, so... she's also insisting on having a child with Xuanfeng..."
Su Yuyao's heart sank, and she looked at Qingyue.
"Yao'er, Feihua wants to..."
"I disagree," Su Yuyao said, suppressing her anger. "Xuanfeng is the son-in-law of the wolf clan! There can't be a second woman!"
"Tuan Yue! Are you out of your mind?! How can you side with that crazy woman?!" Lang Zhi slammed his fist on the table and roared, "If this brat and that crazy woman are up to anything, I'll cripple him!"
Qingyue frowned and looked at Langzhi, "I didn't say they should... Why are you getting so worked up?!"
"Then what do you mean?!" Langzhi glared at Qingyue for the first time.
"I didn't mean anything by it!" Qingyue said angrily. "Feihua said she wanted to have a child with Xuanfeng, and I said no! Then she started clamoring to see Miao'er, and it took me ages to calm her down!"
"Ah..." Su Yuyao looked up at Lang Zhi shyly.
"Hehe," Langzhi grinned broadly, leaning close to Qingyue, "I knew it! You're not a fool! How could you possibly harm our daughter?!"
Qingyue glanced at Langzhi with annoyance, "You love your daughter the most! Don't I love her too?! Feihua said she wants to see Miao'er now. What if she really goes to Xuanfeng to have a baby one day?! I'm thinking of taking Feihua to Binglun Palace. Binglun Palace receives babies sent by cranes every year. Let Feihua help raise them. Maybe it can alleviate the illness."
"Mother! You mean... every year the cranes are given to your children?!" Su Yuyao asked in surprise.
"Yes! It happens every year, but you never know when. Why?"
"Are they all baby girls?"
“Yes, they are all baby girls, so I’ve categorized them all as Yu Chuanzi,” Qingyue said with a smile.
"Do you know where the baby girl came from?" Su Yuyao asked anxiously, holding Qingyue's hand.
Qingyue smiled but remained silent.
Whose crane is that?
“Of course, they are the cranes in the Heavenly Palace!” Qingyue replied with a smile.
Su Yuyao was extremely excited. Since the children of Binglun Palace were all delivered by cranes from the Heavenly Palace, perhaps it was the baby girl from Jiujiao Mountain! And that white-eared...
"White Ear!" Su Yuyao excitedly grabbed Qingyue's hand and asked, "White Ear was also sent by the crane?!"
“Yes, she was quite chubby when she came, so we called her White Ears!” Qingyue stroked Su Yuyao’s head and asked, “Why are you asking this?”
"Mother! Have you noticed? There are no girls in Jiujiao Mountain!" Su Yuyao said excitedly. "I asked Aunt Hu, and she said that all the baby girls born in Jiujiao Mountain were taken away by cranes and no one knows where they were sent! It turns out they were sent to Binglun Palace! If that's the case, then Bai Er's biological parents are in Jiujiao Mountain!"
"Oh? Is that so?" Qingyue didn't seem very surprised, but smiled with her lips pursed.
"You knew all along?!" Su Yuyao was quite surprised by Qing Yue's lack of surprise.
Qingyue lowered her head slightly and did not answer.
"Then... Xuanfeng knew too?!"
Qingyue still did not answer.
Su Yuyao's eyes widened. "It was... Xuan Feng who did it?!"
"Yao'er, the girls sent to me can not only enter the Heavenly Realm, but also cultivate their abilities. With hard work, they even have the chance to become immortals. Isn't that better than staying at home?"
"Mother!" Su Yuyao asked in horror, "It really was Xuanfeng's arrangement! Wasn't it?!"
"Hmph!" Langzhi said dismissively, "I knew this brat was no good! He stole our child, and so many parents were heartbroken, but he acts like a saint!"
Su Yuyao recalled the whole process of her trip to Binglun Palace and suddenly realized, "Mother, did Xuanfeng really want to leave me at Binglun Palace back then?"
“But he couldn’t bear to,” Qingyue pulled Su Yuyao into her arms. “I think the thing he regrets most is sending you to the Ice Wheel Palace!”
Night fell, and everything became quiet!
Xuanmiao was already fast asleep and Qingyue carried her away. Langzhi set up her spiderweb again and crawled inside. Ruixue lay prone at the fork in the hillside, vigilantly watching for anything in the darkness. Su Yuyao leaned against Ruixue, quietly waiting for Xuanfeng to return…
Xuanfeng finally finished all his official business, and when he stepped out of Yuantun Palace, it was already late at night.
"My lord, are you going back?" Qi Men asked with a smile.
“Immortal Master,” Xuanfeng said with a weary smile, “I have to go back. I’m afraid the girl will be waiting for me.”
Qi Men smiled, clasped his hands in a fist and bowed, "Then please take care!"
Xuanfeng nodded, lifted his robe and strode forward, his feet creating a gust of wind, leaving only a wisp of dust lingering among Qimen's long beard.
Ruixue sniffed the air, then suddenly stood up and looked at the dark hillside.
"What's wrong?" Su Yuyao rubbed her eyes and got up from the ground, asking groggily, "Is Xuanfeng back?"
"Yes!" Xuanfeng's sour grapes scent wafted onto Su Yuyao's nose.
He picked up Su Yuyao and asked softly, "You brat, why don't you go back to your room to sleep? What if you catch a cold?"
Su Yuyao, still half-asleep, stroked Xuanfeng's long, black beard-covered chin and said, "I'm waiting for you to come back. I have some questions for you!"
Xuanfeng carried Su Yuyao to the bed, looked intently into her bright, sparkling eyes, and asked softly, "What's the problem?"
"Xuanfeng, why was the baby girl born in the Nine Suburbs Mountains sent to the Ice Wheel Palace?"
Xuanfeng smiled, gently stroked Su Yuyao's head, and then placed his hand on Su Yuyao's soft chest, running it along her hair and then slipping it inside her clothes. "Why would you think that?"
Looking at Xuan Feng, who remained calm as ever, Su Yuyao asked again, "Back then, did you really consider throwing me into the Ice Wheel Palace too?!"
Xuanfeng paused for a moment, then pulled open Su Yuyao's clothes and leaned down to kiss her.
Su Yuyao frowned slightly, her breathing becoming rapid. "Xuanfeng, what would you do if our Miao'er were taken away by the crane?"
Xuanfeng stopped, stood up, unfastened his wrist guard, tossed it aside, and asked, "Girl, what exactly are you trying to say?"
Su Yuyao sat up, clutching her chest, and looked at Xuan Feng's impatient back. "Why did you do this?"
Xuanfeng sighed deeply and did not answer.
"Do you have some kind of deal with the Goddess Yi Mu? She helped you take away the baby girls from the Nine Suburbs Mountain, giving them a celestial identity in the Ice Wheel Palace, and what... what are you going to do for her?" Su Yuyao continued to press, "Or... are you going to provide the Goddess Yi Mu with baby girls? What will the Goddess Yi Mu do for you then?"
Xuanfeng turned to look at Su Yuyao, "Girl, you're overthinking it! There's no deal between me and Mother Yi!"
“Xuanfeng, we are both parents now, we should know how heartbreaking it is for parents to have children! But you…”
"Girl!" Xuanfeng stopped Su Yuyao and said in a low voice, "Many things are not as simple as you think! Don't let your emotions get the better of you. Sometimes, we have to make sacrifices!"
Xuanfeng's figure exuded a chilling killing intent, piercing towards Su Yuyao like a sharp sword!
"So... in your eyes, my parents are someone who can be sacrificed," Su Yuyao asked, tears welling up in her eyes, "and what about me?"
It seemed the problem had returned to square one, and Xuanfeng was filled with remorse! But he didn't even know what he should regret. Shouldn't he have killed the girl's parents? If he hadn't killed them, where would his beloved wife and daughter be? But…
Xuanfeng turned to look at Su Yuyao, who was grieving on the bed, and suddenly his heart softened. He took off his outer robe, climbed onto the bed, and sat down next to Su Yuyao.
"Girl, the baby girl has nothing to do with you, don't ask anymore." Xuanfeng sniffed Su Yuyao's neck, the milky peach scent intoxicating him. He gently kissed Su Yuyao's earlobe, "Girl, why do you smell so good?"
Seeing that Xuanfeng didn't want to talk anymore, Su Yuyao didn't dare to ask any more questions, but when she thought of those families who had lost their children, she felt a deep sense of empathy and sadness.
Xuanfeng's tongue was greedy and agile, forcibly waking Su Yuyao little by little, only to find that Su Yuyao was no longer as fully engaged as before.
You brat! Still thinking about pointless things!
He lifted Su Yuyao's legs and put them on his shoulders, then lifted her buttocks and slapped her hard across the face.
"Ouch!" Su Yuyao was annoyed at being slapped for no reason. She struggled to turn over, clutching her bottom. "Why did you hit me?!"
Xuanfeng grabbed Su Yuyao's lower back, making her unable to move on the bed. He raised his hand and slapped her again, making Su Yuyao's fair buttocks tremble and turn red.
"What are you doing?" Xuan Feng pressed down on her again, gripping Su Yuyao's waist with both hands. "You're not concentrating, shouldn't you hit me?"
Su Yuyao was very unhappy, but Xuanfeng forcibly took her to a high place. If she wandered off, she would be slapped. The burning pain on her buttocks seemed to make her more comfortable and excited. She began to enjoy the pleasure that the pain brought her.
Xuanfeng also found a way to make Su Yuyao cooperate more, so he would stimulate her from time to time. Su Yuyao finally softened again, and her saliva gurgled, like a song...
Su Yuyao placed Xuanfeng's palm on her lower abdomen, but Xuanfeng's Qi flow did not arrive for a long time.
"Are you asleep?" Su Yuyao tapped Xuanfeng's hand. "Why aren't you hurrying up?"
"Little girl," Xuanfeng said, pulling Su Yuyao into a tight embrace, "let's have another one..."
"No!" Su Yuyao objected firmly, "I don't want to keep having children!"
“The little one is so cute! Don’t you want another cute child?” Xuanfeng asked, puzzled.
"Miao'er is indeed cute and lovable! But when I gave birth to Miao'er, it wasn't because I knew she was cute beforehand, but because..." Su Yuyao raised her little fist and punched Xuanfeng's chest, whimpering sweetly, "...because of you, you stinky bastard!"
Xuanfeng's heart suddenly opened! "You stinking bastard!" He hadn't heard that term in so long. He couldn't help but laugh, letting Su Yuyao kick and punch him in his arms. As long as she was still his girl, and he was still her stinking bastard, he could let her be as unrestrained as she wanted...
"Hurry up and help me get rid of it!" Su Yuyao said angrily, pulling Xuanfeng's hand. "If you like children, go find Feihua! Today, your mother went to see Feihua and said that Feihua is eager to have a child with you! That's just what you want!"
"You brat!" Xuanfeng slapped her again. "I haven't seen Feihua since you left. What kind of child would I have with her?! If you talk nonsense again, I'll punish you severely!"
Su Yuyao, clutching her bottom, kicked Xuanfeng. "Where did I lie! Mother Yi said that Feihua entered your household and gave birth to a child with the same rank as the Heavenly Emperor!" She pouted, her belly bulging, and said, "She didn't even mention giving Miao'er a proper status..."
Xuanfeng tenderly pulled Su Yuyao into his arms, "Girl, don't worry, I will get a proper status for the little one!"
"No need! Things obtained through begging are worthless!" Su Yuyao said with emotion. "I want to create a space of my own for Miao'er!"
"So, you went to great lengths to open a passage through the snow mountain to give the little one a safe place?" Xuanfeng asked in surprise, stroking Su Yuyao.
"For Miao'er, for myself, and even more so for the wolf clan!" Su Yuyao rested her head on Xuanfeng's arm, her eyes half-closed, inhaling the scent of grapes she missed. "Actually, I don't want to work this hard, but how can I survive if I don't try? If Father and Mother were still here, I probably...wouldn't be so...tired...snoring..."
Xuanfeng stroked his precious little girl, his deep blue eyes gradually welling up with tears. He smiled bitterly, "You brat, your snoring is still so loud..."
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