Shen Qingwu burst into tears, looking at his father in disbelief as his inner core became increasingly weaker. "Daddy, I..."
"Good boy, you have to walk the road ahead on your own. Even if it only means you can live two days longer than your father, your father is willing to do so. Two more days means a glimmer of hope..."
As her father finished speaking, the other tribesmen also poured their last magic into her body.
Then all the tribesmen joined forces to activate the most secret formation and forcibly sent her away from the source of the Wei River.
As she was leaving, she saw her relatives and tribesmen detonating their inner elixirs as the enemy rushed in.
They would rather destroy their own bodies and souls than let bad guys get even a hair of theirs.
"Brother, Daddy——"
In the dark night, Shen Qingwu screamed and suddenly opened his eyes.
"Master, you're awake." Sun Yimo's childish voice sounded. The little guy lay beside her, and when he heard the noise, he immediately raised his hand and touched her forehead.
"Qingwu." Shen Qingtang was guarding the round table. He quickly lit the lamp and stood up and came over.
Shen Qingwu stared at the tent above his head with a dull gaze, cold sweat dripping from his forehead, and his heart aching.
They used up their last bit of magic and detonated their inner elixir. It must have been very painful.
Sun Yimo clumsily hugged her with her little arms and patted her shoulders gently, "Don't be afraid, Master, it's just a nightmare. Momo is here, Momo is with you."
The tears in Shen Qingwu's eyes fell like beads from a broken string and disappeared into the pillow. As the little guy clumsily patted her shoulders, she slowly came back to her senses.
During the more than one month that she was hunted by the demons, she had no time to mourn the loss of her relatives. Every day she only thought about how to survive and how to live until the Qingming Festival when she could escape and find her disappeared soul.
After coming to the human race, she didn't dare to think about her mother and her father and brother. She just tried her best to practice, smiled hard, and pretended that she was Shen Qingwu in the human world.
"Master, the emperor has withdrawn the imperial guards. Our family is innocent. Your brothers have already returned home and are guarding you outside." Sun Yimo said obediently.
Shen Qingwu's eyes finally turned, "Brother?"
But as soon as the words came out, the tears flowed even more violently.
She had five brothers who loved her, but they are all gone.
The brothers in the human world seemed to be very kind to her, but they still left her alone with Zhao Qiuyi for many years.
The sudden grievance was somewhat inexplicable, but Shen Qingwu was sad. She missed home, her parents, her brother, and the source of the Wei River.
Brothers, you love her so much, but you insist on letting her live alone to face wolves and tigers, to endure loneliness and pain. Brothers, you have such cruel hearts.
She suppressed her sobs, bit her lips hard, and hugged little Sun Yimo tightly.
The Shen Qingfeng brothers, who heard the noise inside, were so anxious that they were about to get angry, but two wolves blocked their way. Whenever they moved, the wolves would lift their tails.
Qingtang also told them to wait and see what Shen Qingwu meant before coming in.
"Qingwu, everything is over. My brothers and the others are very worried about you. Do you want to see them?" Shen Qingtang sat on the edge of the bed with a handkerchief in his hand, speaking softly and calmly, waiting for Shen Qingwu to finish venting.
Sun Yimo's small body was in pain from being squeezed by Shen Qingwu's overly strong arms, but she didn't say a word.
She imitated the tone her mother used to coax her and coaxed Shen Qingwu, "Master, it's all in the past, it's all in the past. We will get better and better in the future..."
"Awu, little sister..."
Shen Qingfeng's usual composure was shattered by the suppressed sobbing inside, and he shouted anxiously:
"It's all my fault, little sister. If you're unhappy about something, don't keep it to yourself. Talk to me. If you really can't help it, give me a beating."
"Yes, little sister, brother is back, and we will never be separated again." Shen Qinghe followed suit.
Countless voices of different tones echoed in Shen Qingwu's mind: "Little sister, little sister, little sister, little sister, little sister..."
Or cheerful, or pretending to be majestic, or low, or...
Without exception, they are all doting.
"Brother." An almost inaudible sob escaped from her throat.
In the demon tribe, there will always be a brother protecting her. If anyone dares to say something bad about her, the brother will beat that person until he begs for mercy and apologizes.
But what about Shen Qingwu in the human world...
For the past ten years, I have been carrying it all alone.
"Be good, you're well now, stop crying, okay?" Shen Qingtang pleaded gently, wiping the tears from her face with a handkerchief. "Qingwu, Momo is about to be strangled by you."
"It's okay, Momo doesn't feel any pain." Sun Yimo hugged Shen Qingwu even tighter, "Master, don't be afraid, Momo is here."
Shen Qingwu closed her eyes tightly. As Shen Qingtang loosened her grip, she covered her eyes with the back of her hands and began to cry, "Sister, let them go back first. We'll talk tomorrow."
She couldn't face the two brothers now, as this would make her think of protecting her brother who had loved her for hundreds of years.
…
In the darkness of night, Chu Guannan hid all his presence on the wall of Wutong Garden.
There was always a dim candlelight in Shen Qingwu's room.
Shen Qingtang and Sun Yimo never came out.
But at midnight, the Shen Qingfeng brothers walked out of the yard with their heads lowered.
The two were trapped in sadness and self-blame, unable to extricate themselves. They sat on the steps at the door and sighed dejectedly.
"She clearly blames us, yet she still went so far to send a message to us to be on guard against the mole."
Shen Qinghe lowered his head and buried his face in his palms, his throat choked with sobs.
"Brother, did we do something wrong? We should have taken her to the border with us five years ago. Even if we had to trap her in the military camp every day, we shouldn't have left her alone in Kyoto."
Shen Qingfeng synchronized his movements with his and remained silent for a long time.
The military camp was dangerous and Shen Qingwu was not in a clear mind, so they didn't dare to take the risk.
Having experienced countless wars, they only thought that nothing was more important than being alive, and as long as they could survive, there was hope.
But tonight, staying in the room and listening to Shen Qingtang talk about Shen Qingwu's past, a past worse than death, they felt that they were wrong, very wrong.
"We failed to protect my little sister. We're sorry, mother." Shen Qingfeng slammed his fist on the stone steps, causing the bluestone to shatter and blood to flow.
"Brother, let's stay in Kyoto from now on. We can't even protect our own sister, so what's the point of protecting those who bully her?" Shen Qinghe asked with red eyes. He suddenly lost the faith he had since childhood.
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