Those few booklets really couldn't be saved. The young man thought he had broken them, and he felt regretful and self-blame. He put away his leather bag and left the library without looking back.
I suddenly changed my mind and let him go without activating the air wire to capture him.
But the air threads he stepped on stuck to the soles of his shoes and followed him out of the headquarters.
The young man avoided the town, traveled all night, and entered a village at dawn.
He rested in a side house of a family and slept until three o'clock in the morning.
While monitoring his movements, I welcomed Mrs. Ying back to the headquarters.
I didn't go to the town to pick her up. I had to show up when I got to the headquarters. She is also my 'mother' after all.
Since I am Ximen Wuhen's younger sister, no matter whether I am related by blood to him or not, even if I am the godmother, she is still my mother.
But isn’t her time running out?
From last year to this year, she lived for many days.
The convoy arrived at one of the resorts in the headquarters. This place used to be a place where several elders had entertainment. Ximen Wuhen sent a message back and said that he would arrange a place for Mrs. Ying to stay, and specifically designated this courtyard.
I sent someone to clean it, and Mrs. Ying can move in with her bags.
When the motorcade arrived, I was already waiting at the entrance of the hospital. When Mrs. Ying got out of the car, I saluted and said hello.
Ximen Wuhen personally helped me get out of the car, and Mrs. Ying gave me a gentle smile.
Well...don't tell me, it's the middle-aged and fatter version of me!
It turns out that not all beauties in the martial arts industry retain their youthful looks and elegant demeanor as they age.
Mrs. Ying is fair and plump. She wears a plain dress with simple styles. Her gray hair is tied behind her head with a moiré hosta.
Ximen Wuhen immediately introduced: "Mother, this is my little sister."
Mrs. Ying looked at me carefully, and I felt that the gate was not a place to reminisce about old times, so I asked them to come in quickly.
Mrs. Ying and her entourage were tired of their travels. After entering the house, I left a few maids behind and called Ximen Wuhen to go to the courtyard to see if the reception banquet was ready.
Looking at the menu is fake, but asking about the situation is real.
"Brother, are you sure? Is she really your mother?" I walked to a corner where no one was and asked in a low voice.
"Um, no, she's our biological mother." Ximen Wuhen said and corrected himself.
"How did you test it?" I'm always skeptical about this kind of thing. In ancient times, there was no DNA testing technology, so it was unreliable to identify relatives with blood.
"Token." Ximen Wuhen recounted in detail the process of how he and Mrs. Ying met.
In ancient times, tokens were commonly used to recognize relatives. Mrs. Ying's token of love was a token of love from the previous leader. It was a unique thing in the world. The two of them split it and one kept half of it.
When the previous leader passed away, he left the token to Ximen Wuhen.
What's more, there are 'photos' to prove that the only difference between Mrs. Ying and the person in the photo is fat and thin, and all the details of height and facial features are exactly the same.
Mrs. Ying even called out Ximen Wuhen's nickname, which only the former leader and his own mother knew.
Because the two of them agreed on the name together, no one mentioned it again after the breakup.
The former leader told Ximen Wuhen this nickname before he died.
I nodded after listening. From this point of view, Mrs. Ying is probably his biological mother.
But it may not have anything to do with me...
"No, we are brothers and sisters. You may not know it, but you have a birthmark on the back of your neck, half of which is in your hair. When you tie up your long hair, you can see it from a high place."
"Thank you, no need to praise you for being tall in disguise." Still taller! I definitely can't see this position. I don't look in the mirror many times. I never look at my back. After being beaten and injured, I always apply medicine 'blindly'.
How could she possibly see the back of her neck?
Mrs. Ying accurately stated the location, shape and color of the original birthmark.
I also remember my age and birthday clearly.
"Don't blame your mother. She loved and hated your father. She gave you away because of her love and hatred."
"Ah..." So that's it.
My reaction was flat, but Ximen Wuhen went on to explain that my original father betrayed me first, and it was not just a simple betrayal of feelings, but also took away Mrs. Ying's internal strength.
Her hair turned gray overnight and she lost all her martial arts skills.
The original biological father disappeared without a trace, so Mrs. Ying was furious and gave her newborn daughter to her senior sister to raise.
She didn't expect that the senior sister she trusted actually hated her to the core.
It was only because he was afraid of her martial arts that he maintained the illusion of a close sisterly relationship with her.
She thought that her senior sister had been married for many years, and her husband had an affair and a pair of children before marriage. However, she never had children after she got married to her senior sister. It was probably because her senior sister was ill, so she would be willing to adopt the baby girl.
But she didn't know that it was because her master taught her the secret skills alone, which made her senior sister jealous and resentful, so she secretly practiced evil skills, causing damage to her body and making her infertile.
Her senior sister's heart had long been twisted, and neither her husband's wife nor her children had a good ending.
The original body that falls into her hands will only be worse than them.
Mrs. Ying also regretted it a few years later and went to her senior sister and her husband to get her daughter back.
But her senior sister cried so hard that her child died of a sudden illness and she cried blindly.
In fact, her eyes were blinded by practicing evil martial arts.
It was Mrs. Ying who abandoned the child in the first place. As the child's biological mother, she had no right to blame others.
The only time in her life that she persisted in love, she ended up being betrayed and harmed her biological daughter.
When she hit rock bottom, someone pulled her up.
She finally thought of doing something for the children.
Ximen Wuhen was one of the best children to find. Before Ximen Wuhen, she had already recognized a son.
In my heart, Mrs. Ying is better than Prince Duan. Every child she had with her lover was 'thrown away' by her own hands.
Many years later, she regretted that she could still get each of them back and recognize each other.
I don’t know if the original person will forgive her, and I can’t make the decision for her.
Now that this body belongs to me, I will not admit my mother to myself. Yes, I have a mother, but she is no longer there.
"Let's make an agreement first. I won't recognize her. At most, I will recognize her as my godmother or as a disciple. I can't act in the drama of family ethics." Brother, it's because we are equals, and recognizing my mother are two different things.
"We guess it's hard for you to accept, it's okay, just take your time."
Ximen Wuhen obviously didn't understand what I meant. From his perspective, I was more like a child who was hurt and couldn't forgive his mother.
I couldn't explain it to him, so I just stopped talking and went back to the house to wait for dinner.
I heard that there was a banquet tonight, but Yunzhou didn't eat much during the day.
After Mrs. Ying freshened up and changed her clothes, Ximen Wuhen announced that the dinner party had officially begun.
During the dinner, they were a loving mother and a filial son. I watched with cold eyes, while Yunzhou hugged the table with all his strength, and his subordinates frequently toasted and said good luck.
I used my supernatural power to observe Mrs. Ying and found something very interesting. The "motherly love" she sent to Ximen Wuhen was true, but the "motherly love" she sent to me was fake.
(End of chapter)
