Chapter 264: I bet you don't dare!

She could imagine Ye Qingran's painful state!

However, Ye Qingran looked at her with a smile resembling sympathy. There was not a trace of pain in her expression.

Ling Qingwu was stunned.

"Ye Qingran, your children are all dead, yet you show no reaction at all—you are truly cold-blooded. Though it's understandable, the descendants of rural villagers, once dead, are dead! With your looks, you could easily seduce men of slightly higher status and then bear children for them!"

Ye Qingran was not angered by her words, and calmly retorted, "Who told you my children are dead?"

Ling Qingwu's expression changed.

How could Ye Qingran be so calm?

She shouted arrogantly, "Once my signal goes out, that wild offspring will surely die!"

Ye Qingran gave a wicked smile, "What if he was already rescued before your signal went out?"

Ling Qingwu's pupils contracted.

"No, impossible, you couldn't possibly find him..."

"Mother~"

A tender child's voice came over, filled with extraordinary excitement and joy, as if responding to Ling Qingwu.

Hearing that cry, Ye Qingran's body stiffened, and she sharply turned toward the sound. She saw the National Master's people and her own together, the child held by Fu San, rushing over here.

As soon as Fu San landed, Mo Xiaohu eagerly broke free of his embrace and lunged at Ye Qingran, like a milk swallow returning to its nest.

Only when that little lump of flesh flung itself into her arms, feeling his warm temperature and strong heartbeat, did the taut string in Ye Qingran's heart finally loosen.

"Xiao Hu!" she said, her nose sour, her heart filled with guilt, and more so with the relief of having survived the ordeal.

"Mother!"

Mo Xiaohu vigorously burrowed into his mother's embrace, and finally a satisfied smile appeared on his dirty little face.

"Xiao Hu, let mother see if you're hurt."

Ye Qingran held him and examined his whole body, finding him dirty and with some superficial wounds; fortunately, nothing serious.

But even this minor injury caused a cold flicker to pass through her eyes.

"Mother, I'm fine, you don't need to worry about me. I just missed you."

The tender child's voice made Ye Qingran's heart soften wave after wave.

……

This scene of mother and son reuniting moved everyone to emotion.

Although this child's existence is not permitted by secular society, the child is innocent. What has he done wrong? Must he be scorned and despised?

Everyone couldn't help but feel relieved for this mother and son having survived the ordeal.

Ling Qingwu stared at Mo Xiaohu in disbelief.

She had clearly hidden the person so secretly; how did Ye Qingran find him?

Ye Huahuan instantly recognized Mo Xiaohu, the madness in her eyes turning to shock. Shouldn't Mo Xiaohu be dead? How is he still here?

At this moment, Xia Zhimeng finally understood. It was for the child's sake that Ran Jie endured humiliation and admitted to the trumped-up charges!

Though she was obviously proud, she willingly endured public humiliation and abuse to buy time.

Ran Jie, it's truly not easy!

As a mother, although she has missed much, she truly is making an effort to compensate.

Maternal love, how truly great!

Thinking this, Xia Zhimeng couldn't help but burst into tears.

Not long after, Ye Qingran rose holding Mo Xiaohu, her gaze at Ling Qingwu flashing with endless killing intent.

"Ling Qingwu, you kidnapped my son and even tried to kill him—how should I repay this grudge?"

Ling Qingwu, shocked, gradually regained her composure.

"Seek revenge? You still want revenge? Do you really think you can kill me? Hahaha, Ye Qingran, the gap between us is like heaven and earth—do you truly have no self-awareness at all?"

Ling Qingwu felt no fear at all.

Even if she admitted to kidnapping Ye Qingran's son and planning to kill him, what then? Her father is the Qingyun Sword Immortal, moreover a distinguished disciple of the Xuan Yuan Sect, backed by the entire Xuan Yuan Sword Sect!

With such a noble status, even the Donglin Emperor must treat her with three parts of respect; what right does a dead general's daughter, a useless waste, have to move her?

Overestimating oneself!

"Besides, I said before, your son is a wild offspring; killing him is doing the people a favor!"

Ling Qingwu said, glaring at Mo Xiaohu with eyes full of contempt and disdain, and finally snapped, "You little wild offspring, whose father nobody knows, why don't you just go die?"

Mo Xiaohu blinked his eyes, looking innocently at the madman-like Ling Qingwu.

"Mother, is the little wild offspring talking about me?"

Ye Qingran gave him a gentle smile, "No way, our Xiao Hu is the cutest little treasure in the world—how could he be a wild offspring?"

"But I really don't know who my father is."

Ye Qingran's heart ached; she tenderly stroked Xiao Hu's cheek and promised, "Xiao Hu, you're not fatherless—he just got separated from us; shall we go look for him together later?"

Mo Xiaohu showed a warm smile, "Sure, Mother, if you can't find him, it's fine—let Uncle National Master or Uncle Wuhen be my father instead!"

Ye Qingran: "……"

In an instant, it lost all that melodrama!

The National Master watched this scene, his heart aching.

Although she has an unpleasant past, he will give her a beautiful future.

Including her child!

He strode over to Ye Qingran, took Mo Xiaohu into his arms, and then announced to everyone: "From now on, Xiao Hu is my child; anyone who dares to speak ill of him will be killed without mercy!"

The man was extraordinarily handsome, tall and straight, with an unsurpassably noble bearing.

When he said this, his face was cold and stern, his tone low and laced with warning.

He stood plainly among the crowd, yet seemed to speak deliriously from the cloud‑capped heights, a god‑demon body, an emperor's aura!

Everyone secretly felt shocked, yet they all bowed their heads, none daring to defy!

Ye Qingran glanced at him sideways, thinking in her heart that claiming she felt nothing would be a lie.

In that instant she didn't even want to think so much, feeling that diving straight into his embrace wouldn't be a bad thing.

Mother, Father Lord!

Just then Fu Qianchen also rushed over from the Guoshi Fu, seeing his father lord, mother, and Xiao Hu embraced, he came running over joyfully.

Xiao Hu, you're back?!

Mm-hmm!

Seeing his little companion, Mo Xiaohu was overjoyed.

Mother said you got lost—you're really stupid, eh!

Mo Xiaohu: "Ah?" He was clearly kidnapped—how did he just get lost?

No, it's not like that—that wicked woman kidnapped me, tried to kill me, but I was clever and escaped. However, just after I got out I bumped into Fu San Uncle, and then I met A Yi big brother~

Fu Qianchen and Fu Hanxiu shared the same brows and eyes, coldly scanning Ling Qingwu.

You should be glad Xiao Hu is unharmed; otherwise, I'll have you buried with him!

Ling Qingwu's pupils flickered.

The National Master's child, so young, already has such an aura?

If she could bear a child with such a man, wouldn't she also be outstanding?

Thinking this, the envy in Ling Qingwu's eyes deepened.

"Ye Qingran, so I kidnapped your child—what of it? If you have the ability, come find me for revenge!" Ling Qingwu again began to clamor.

She showed no fear!

Because she firmly believed that in this tiny little country, no one dared to move against her!

Ye Qingran stepped forward, lips curling with frost, "Ling Qingwu, do you really think I dare not move against you?"

Ling Qingwu scoffed, "I bet you don't dare!"