Chapter 336: Life Like This, No Regrets Anymore

Fu Hanxiu this time didn't even bother with her, got up and left directly.

Lin Family

Lin Xueyan lost half her life in the Execution Hall, tortured to the point that living was worse than death, and was saved only by the pills she had stored over the years.

Feeling the excruciating pain and looking at her scar‑covered body, Lin Xueyan blamed all her hatred on Ye Qingran. If it weren't for Ye Qingran, would she have been punished by Your Majesty? Everything is that wretched woman's fault!

"Miss, please don't get angry; you must take care of yourself!" the maid Cui Xi said anxiously beside her.

"That wretched Ye Qingran, I will never let her go!" Lin Xueyan's face twisted, hysterical.

At that moment, a knock sounded at the door; hearing the rhythmic knocking, Lin Xueyan's expression softened a bit, "Come in."

An unremarkable young man appeared in Lin Xueyan's room.

"Miss, Yun Zhi has appeared."

Lin Xueyan involuntarily sat up.

"Where is she now?"

"She saw the young master on the street and has already been taken by the Emperor Sovereign's men to Guoshi Fu."

Lin Xueyan gave a lingering smile, "With the Emperor Sovereign's caution, he will certainly not trust Yun Zhi's words; he will first use the Star Destiny Chart to test life and death, then have the young master and Yun Zhi undergo Bloodline Detection."

She was not at all worried about these two trials.

After all, Ye Qingran is the young master's true birth mother. Since she is still alive, the result of the Star Destiny Chart detection must also indicate that she lives; as for Bloodline Detection, Yun Zhi's body flows with the same blood as Ye Qingran!

Cui Xi, however, showed concern, "Miss, Yun Zhi and Ye Qingran are fifty percent similar; given Your Majesty's previous fondness for Ye Qingran and knowing she is the young master's birth mother, might he dote on her, even... make her the lady ruler of the peak of the hunt?"

Lin Xueyan narrowed her eyes, a flash of jealousy flickering in her gaze, but it quickly faded.

So what?

Yun Zhi will ultimately be just a passing figure in Your Majesty's life!

Nothing to fear.

Back at Ting Yu Xuan, Ye Qingran personally cooked a sumptuous dinner.

Every dish was loved by Xiao Chen and Xiao Hu.

Mother, her two children, two cute beasts—a silver wolf—and Han Xing Leng Yue ate happily.

Tonight the night sky was exceptionally clear, the stars washed clean, the solitary moon bright, the Milky Way a deep blue tinged with violet.

After the meal, the three of them sat on the soft couch in the Courtyard, cuddled together; though the winter night wind was a bit cold, their hearts were warm.

Perhaps Xiao Hu ate too much; curled up in his mother's warm, soft embrace, his eyelids drooped and soon he went off to meet Zhou Gong. Xiao Huihui perched on the young master's shoulder, cradling his head with his wings, sleeping soundly.

It was Xiao Chen, whose eyes were clear, showing no sign of sleepiness.

Ye Qingran signaled with her eyes for Han Xing to bring Xiao Hu into the room, and with both hands pulled Xiao Chen into her own arms.

The warm embrace, scented down to the marrow, made Fu Qianchen unable to resist rubbing his head against Ye Qingran's chest, sweetly calling, "Mother."

"Hmm?"

"Mother."

"Hmm."

"Mother."

One called, one answered. In the night a faint warmth lingered.

Leng Yue, watching, gradually reddened at the corners of his eyes, his eye sockets moistening, his nose tingling, and crystalline tears involuntarily fell.

No one knew how long they had waited for this moment.

A full five years!

Five years is neither short nor long.

Yet those past five years were the darkest moments of their lives.

She and Han Xing had lost their families, encountered the disfigured, child‑stealing, Spiritual Root‑severed Ye Qingran. From then on they relied on each other, stumbling through hardships together. In these five years they helped Ye Qingran establish Medicine King Valley and many other forces, wandering the world in search of the two children's whereabouts.

On countless cold nights, the Miss sat alone in the chill wind, sending her longing to the bright moon, feeling as if the whole world had abandoned her.

Now, at last, the clouds part and the moon shines bright.

Those blood and tears have finally not been in vain.

How wonderful.

"Xiao Chen, what are you thinking?"

Ye Qingran asked softly. She shed her usual aloofness; at this moment she was simply a gentle mother.

Because of her upbringing, Xiao Chen is more sensitive and thoughtful than Xiao Hu. His emotions are also deeper.

"Mother, is that aunt today really my mother?"

Fu Qianchen lifted his gaze; his black eyes reflected the star‑filled sky.

"Do you wish she were or weren't?"

Fu Qianchen shook his head, "I wish she weren't. Because in my heart, only you are my mother."

Ye Qingran thought perhaps this was the most moving thing she had ever heard.

"Mother, if you truly are my birth mother, how wonderful that would be!"

Fu Qianchen's face was full of longing.

He had never envied anyone before. Now, however, he envied Xiao Hu immensely. Though Xiao Hu's father is missing, he at least has a mother!

Ye Qingran's breath trembled slightly.

At this moment she felt so grateful that she truly was Xiao Chen's mother! If she were not, Xiao Chen would likely spend his life with this regret.

"Xiao Chen, listen carefully." Ye Qingran pinched Xiao Chen's arm; the two faced each other.

Fu Qianchen looked at Ye Qingran puzzled, "I'm listening, Mother, you speak."

"Xiao Chen, I truly am your birth mother, do you understand?"

Xiao Chen widened their eyes.

"But, Mother, didn't we do the Bloodline Detection? The result of the Bloodline Detection…" Thinking of this, Xiao Chen's eyes were filled with unstoppable melancholy.

Bloodline Detection?

Whenever that Bloodline Detection was mentioned, Ye Qingran couldn't help but squint, a sudden flash of cold light.

She now increasingly confirmed that that Bloodline Detection had been tampered with. As for who the mastermind was, she thought she could not possibly have no connection with Lin Xueyan. She had indeed underestimated Lin Xueyan, whose reach could be that long!

"Xiao Chen, the result of that Bloodline Detection was flawed. You really are my child!"

"Really?"

Fu Qianchen felt as if they were living in a dream. Everything they saw, everything they heard, was that unreal.

"Mother, are you truly my biological mother?"

"Xiao Chen, you must trust Mother; Mother will not deceive you!"

"Sister Yue Er, hurry and pinch me!"

"Huh?" Leng Yue was startled.

"Quickly, I must be dreaming; you quickly pinch me awake!"

Leng Yue's heart throbbed with pain. She took heavy steps, just as she reached out her hand, Fu Qianchen stopped her, "Never mind, if this is a dream, then never wake up, so I will always remain Mother's child!"

Ye Qingran felt her heart was about to shatter.

She held Xiao Chen tightly in her arms, "Xiao Chen, this is not a dream, it is real. From now on, you, like Xiao Hu, are Mother's child, the child Mother carried for ten months."

Two streams of clear tears rolled down Ye Qingran's cheeks.

Fu Qianchen extended a tiny hand, wiping away the tears at his mother's eye corner, "Mother, don't cry, Xiao Chen believes you."

Ye Qingran felt that life was like this, with no more regrets.

In past and present lives, even though she had never enjoyed parental affection, Heaven had given her two such adorable, sensible children. What more could she be ungrateful for?

Han Xing stepped out of the room, saw the scene, covered his mouth, turned away, and cried until he became a sobbing figure.

Mo Xiaohu was awakened by Fu Qianchen's laughter.

"Xiao Chen, why aren't you sleeping so early, what are you giggling at over there?"

Mo Xiaohu was so sleepy that his eyelids could not lift.

"Xiao Hu, do you know, I have a mother now!"

Mo Xiaohu glared at him, "Haven't you always had a mother?"