Chapter 333

Fu San nodded. Although he felt something was off, since Ye Qingran said so, he naturally believed it.

After all, as the future mistress of the Summit of Contending for Supremacy, what bad intentions could she have?

Ye Qingran and Fu San left Qin Ge, going left and right, parting ways. Not far away, an ordinary-looking young man hid behind a stall, watching their every move. After they left, he also quickly departed...

Returning to Ting Yu Xuan, Ye Qingran's mood remained unsettled for a long time.

That feeling was like a dream, very unreal.

Who would have thought, the child she had been searching for had actually been by her side all along.

She didn't know whether to hate the heavens' cruelty or thank his kindness.

Moreover, the National Master, if she hadn't personally heard Fu San admit it, she would probably never have associated the National Master with the Emperor Sovereign of the Summit of Contending for Supremacy.

She returned to Xiliang City, where she met Fu Hanxiu, then Xiao Hu, and then Xiao Chen.

All of this—is it heavenly fate, or is there a predestined order in the dark?

Ye Qingran exhaled a breath of foul air, looking at the quiet courtyard, "Where are Xiao Chen and Xiao Hu?" She could hardly wait to see them, her children!

Leng Yue replied, "Oh, they just went together to the Guoshi Fu."

Ye Qingran's expression changed.

Before, if she heard they had gone to the Guoshi Fu, she might have felt a little happy, because the children were too clingy, and she rarely got a moment of peace. But now, hearing they were at the Guoshi Fu, she couldn't help but tense up, as if facing a great enemy.

The one residing in the Guoshi Fu is not the National Master of Donglin Country, but the Emperor Sovereign of the Summit of Contending for Supremacy!

She feared that one day Fu Hanxiu would discover this secret, and in his anger, disregarding her opposition, he would take both children to Xi Ji, preventing them from seeing each other.

Just thinking about this possibility made her feel a lingering fear.

Having finally found the child, she could not lose him again—unless she killed herself first!

"Xing Er, Yue Er, go fetch them back."

Leng Yue didn't understand, "But Miss, they just left; if we bring them back now, wouldn't it be too soon?" Leng Yue still didn't know that the National Master was the Emperor Sovereign of the Summit of Contending for Supremacy.

Han Xing shook his head at her and said, "Yue Er, let me tell you the truth: the National Master is none other than the Emperor Sovereign of the Summit of Contending for Supremacy!"

Leng Yue's pupils trembled violently.

"What?" Leng Yue asked softly, "Miss, is this true?"

Ye Qingran nodded almost imperceptibly.

Han Xing added, "This is what Fu San personally admitted. He also said that five years ago, Lin Xueyan carried a child to the Summit of Contending for Supremacy. That child was Xiao Chen."

Leng Yue covered her mouth, preventing herself from making a sound.

Her constricted pupils revealed her shock at this moment.

She was naturally intelligent; with just a little thought, she could sort out the whole matter.

The National Master is the Emperor Sovereign of the Summit of Contending for Supremacy, Xiao Chen is his son—doesn't that mean Xiao Chen is Miss's child, and Xiao Hu's father is that Emperor Sovereign of the Summit of Contending for Supremacy?

"My heavens..."

Leng Yue, for a moment, didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

The happy part is that they finally found the two children they had searched for so many years; the sad part is that the children's father is the Emperor Sovereign of the Summit of Contending for Supremacy, immensely powerful, with no equal. If he insists on taking the children away, they might not be able to stop him.

"Miss, what should we do?" Leng Yue's lips turned pale, her voice full of anxiety.

Ye Qingran shook her head slightly.

If the child's father were merely a street thug, or even a monarch of a state, she wouldn't even need to be afraid. But she never imagined that the child's father was actually the Emperor Sovereign of the Summit of Contending for Supremacy!

There are many rumors about this Emperor Sovereign, most of them illusory, yet none fail to praise his might.

Even as she is now, she has no confidence at all.

"So, before we think of a solution, or before we have enough confidence, we absolutely must not let Fu Hanxiu know! Absolutely not!" Ye Qingran clenched her fists, her eyes resolute.

She cannot harbor any fluke mentality, otherwise the cost would be eternal ruin.

She cannot afford to lose!

Leng Yue made a swallowing motion, "Then Miss, I'll go fetch Xiao Chen and Xiao Hu back right now!" Previously she hadn't felt it, but now she realized letting Xiao Hu and Xiao Chen stay at the Guoshi Fu was extremely dangerous.

Ye Qingran, however, hesitated.

"Forget it. If you go fetch the children now, it would only arouse Fu Hanxiu's suspicion. Let's go tomorrow instead." Ye Qingran said, rubbing her forehead.

Coincidentally, she also didn't know how to face Xiao Chen. Should she tell Xiao Chen she was his birth mother, or play it safe and say it later?

Her mind was in a mess right now.

"I need to calm down properly; please don't disturb me for now."

Han Xing and Leng Yue watched Ye Qingran enter the room, and after she closed the door, they looked at each other, both utterly at a loss for a moment.

The events had unfolded far beyond their expectations, to the point that they were still unprepared, caught off guard, and didn't know what to do.

After thinking it over all night, Ye Qingran decided she still had to tell Xiao Chen the truth. Compared to herself, she cared more about Xiao Chen.

She hoped he would be happy.

Having made up her mind, Ye Qingran waited in the courtyard for Xiao Chen to return.

But after waiting left and right, what she got was a piece of news that shocked her to the core.

Xiao Chen's birth mother had returned!

Time rewound by an hour.

On Xuanwu Street.

"Xiao Chen, why are you running so fast? Wait for me!" Mo Xiaohu, having glanced an extra look at the candied hawthorn, was pulled away by Fu Qianchen several dozen meters.

"Xiao Hu, how do you know nothing but to eat? Mother said, eating too many candied hawthorns is bad for your teeth!"

Mo Xiaohu refused to admit it was his own greed, saying, "Xiao Chen, you're wrong—it's not me, it's Xiao Huihui; it wanted to eat the candied hawthorn, and I, who obeys Mother's words, how could I eat candied hawthorn?"

Xiao Huihui's bird face looked bewildered.

It accidentally became a pot-carrying bird again.

It realized its purpose was to take the blame for its little master.

"Xiao Huihui, look— I told you not to just think about eating, but you won't listen! I really can't do anything with you!" Mo Xiaohu wore an exasperated expression, then furtively glanced at the candied hawthorn, swallowed, and ran forward reluctantly.

"Xiao Chen, you ran especially fast today!"

"I miss Mother!" Xiao Chen replied. For some reason, today he especially missed his mother.

Could it be because he didn't hear Mother's bedtime story last night before sleeping?

Just as the Ye Residence came into view, a woman suddenly rushed out from the side and grabbed him in her arms.

Everything happened too suddenly; Xiao Chen, preoccupied with thoughts of his mother, couldn't react in time.

By the time he reacted, he was facing a face that was both strange and familiar.