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Sigh… Do women from the Dongfang Family really have to accept such miserable fate?
Grandma Dongfang looked up to the skies as she sighed in despair.
Girls should not be born to a royal family and should not be married to a hero! Those who had a hero as their husbands… How miserable their lives are… how tiring… how sad! You guys remember! The Dongfang family will not marry its girls to heroes anymore! I’d rather they live a commoner’s life that allows them to enjoy their lives to the fullest. What are these shocking and grandly romantic love stories for?
These sort of love matters… If we really fall into them… It would often result in the death of tens of millions… Even in the best situation, it would cause the family to sink into obscurity and misery, unable to reverse for generations…
Nevertheless, which woman in this world did not want to marry a hero? Who did not wish their husband to be honored and accomplished?
Having to choose between a commoner and a hero like Jun Wu Hui, which would a woman choose? To be honest, most women with the greatest affection and cordiality would choose to marry a hero and suffer for life than live a dull life as a commoner.
How would a breathtaking beauty be willing to marry a commoner? They would rather stay single for life than act against their own will. Just as Mei Xue Yan, who would definitely choose to stay unmarried and age in the forests alone had she did not meet Jun Mo Xie. She would never marry a random guy.
Many beautiful women in history had rough lives for this exact reason!
The hall remained silent for a while. Then, Grandma Dongfang waved her hand decadently before speaking lifelessly,
The three of you… Bring Mo Xie to his mother… I… I will remain here.
She then quietly sat down on the chair motionlessly with her head down.
Below her drooping head, a small puddle of water was evidently expanding…
Those were the tears of an amiable mother!
Grandma remained motionless like a statue as everyone left noiselessly. Even as they had gone a long way, Jun Mo Xie and Mei Xue Yan could still hear the ticking sound of tears impacting the floor…
Each droplet came from the heart…
Mothers cared for the emotions of their children forever. Their hearts beat and bled with the encounters of their children even if they had grown up and had family and their children… How many of us unintentionally hurt our mothers’ feelings before?
Bless all mothers so that they are no longer sad and will not be!
Before their eyes was a small courtyard blessed with serenity.
Its walls were much taller and thicker than everywhere else. Behind the walls was a deserted snowy world but enclosed within were greeneries unaccompanied by any snow with plum blossoms flourishing in the cold…
Anyone stepping inside would feel a speck of warmth…
You see… For ten years, no matter how heavy the snow, none could make their way to this courtyard!
Dongfang Wen Qing was not boastful, but solemn.
When my little sister always lied there, refusing to wake up, Mother produced all our wealth and gathered warm jades from all over the continent regardless of the price. They were buried below. In as short as half a year, our family ran out of money… However Mother did not give up. She knew my little sister loved greens and flowers and said she would get well sooner in this environment…
Jun Mo Xie was shocked; he finally knew why the extreme wealth of the Dongfang Family from the past had disappeared… His emotions were uncontrollably stirred up like churning waves. There was a burning sensation within his chest and his nostrils seemed to be blocked by something. He almost broke out into distressing tears…
Warm jades! They were priceless treasures! Wearing a piece as big as one’s thumb would guarantee a warm winter even with a thin layer of clothes! All these jades the family had bought with great prices were all simply buried here…
They were all for the unconscious daughter to sleep better…
Although knowing that she might not be able to feel it…
A small, peaceful building graced the center of the courtyard. Walking into this courtyard was like entering a painting or a dream…
Two maidservants in white quietly appeared and greeted them; Dongfang Wen Qing waved his hand and said,
Don’t be over-courteous. They are the son of your mistress and his wife. They are here to see their mother. Do leave for now.
The two maidservants were shocked as they raised their heads and looked at Jun Mo Xie. Their eyes glittered in surprise and tears of excitement were evidently rolling down their cheeks. They sobbed as said,
The son… The son of the mistress is finally here… Hope she will be happier…
They left unwillingly after they spend a few more moments looking at Jun Mo Xie through their tearing eyes.
The two of them are the maidservants who always served your mother. When she returned here, they continued to serve for ten whole years…
Dongfang Wen Qing said softly.
Jun Mo Xie was dazed for a while before saying softly while looking at the leaving maidservants with gratitude,
Thank you…
The two maidservants were momentarily stunned, but soon recovered and continued with their head down. They did not look back. Trailing behind them were tear marks.
Dongfang Wen Jian and Dongfang Wen Dao were careful not to make much noise with their movements and breaths as they stepped into this courtyard. Even Dongfang Wen Dao who usually had coarse movements was very careful…
Jun Mo Xie observed his surroundings. The furnishing of the small building was elegant and exquisite. The furnishing was minimal, but nowhere appeared empty. Everywhere was tidy and the positioning was really deliberate…
There was no stench and only the aroma of flowers despite the fact that within it resided a
living dead.
With profound feelings, Jun Mo Xie, accompanied by Mei Xue Yan, followed Dongfang Wen Qing up the stairs quietly. Dongfang Wen Dao and Dongfang Wen Jian were also agitated, but did not dare to go up lest they disturbed their sister…
As they reached the doors of the bedroom, a great rush of warmth could be felt. Dongfang Wen Qing sighed and said,
The biggest and most integral piece of jade was made into her bed…
Jun Mo Xie was left dumbfounded.
Gently pushing open the door, Dongfang Wen Qing said with a low voice which was followed by a sigh,
She is right inside. This room… sigh…
Jun Mo Xie and Mei Xue Yan were completely shocked as they peered inside the room!
There was nothing except for a bed facing the sun in the southern direction. It was literally a bedroom.
A women covered by a quilt was lying on the bed silently; her face could not be seen clearly from their position, but it could be discerned that she was sleeping comfortably… Above her chest was a small, fluorescent tree that was as green as emerald. However, there was a sign of the beginning of withering…
Occupying the four walls were pictures that were arranged nicely. Upon a single glance, Jun Mo Xie was overwhelmed and his tears dripped down like rain.
Jun Wu Hui!
All of them were drawings of his father!
Drawings of him clad in army uniform, wearing civilian clothes, in white with a sword, in battle, on horseback, smiling, frowning, being angry, in love… From young to old…
Each of them looked like the real deal as they were drawn with many details; each of them was drawn with utmost effort as if they were countless Jun Wu Huis. They were standing, sitting, loitering and accompanying his greatest love…
From these drawings, one could witness, feel or even experience the whole of Jun Wu Hui’s heroic life. Even his disposition was evident… nothing was left out…
Every pair of eyes on these drawings were staring at the small bed and the person on it. It was as if their urge to look at her could never be fulfilled. It was as if these gazes pierced through the underworld and would never shift!
When she was just back home ten years ago, she was still able to move… She persevered for three days and nights in her efforts to construct these drawings bit by bit. Nobody could stop her calm madness. Every time she completed one piece, she would look at it for a while and alternated between laughing and crying before hanging it at a certain spot and continued drawing more. We thought once she had drew enough, she would stop. However, when she finished the last piece, she appeared exhausted and only stared at the blank, ignoring everyone else. It was as if Jun Wu Hui was standing there…
Dongfang Wen Qing sobbed and continued,
That night, she suddenly spoke and everyone was really excited. But after speaking those verses, she shut her eyes and for ten years… Ten whole years she remained asleep!
Jun Mo Xie looked up to the wall above his mother’s head through his tearing eyes. Hanging there was a poem, making that segment of wall the only one free from the drawings.
No regrets for life,
nor for all after life;
If you have no regrets,
then neither do I;
How do I feel?
Remorseless forever;
Heavens or the Earth,
Life or death… No regrets!
Dongfang Wen Xin, Jun Wu Hui’s wife and Jun Mo Xie’s mother, was lying there silently, with a sense of gentleness on her face. There even seemed to be a sign of a smile. It must be that in her dreams, Jun Wu Hui was still there looking at her, accompanying, listening, and respecting. In her dreams, they will live happily ever after…
She felt remorseless forever! Although he was gone in reality forever, he would always be in the dreams…
That was why she was still happy and satisfied despite being asleep all year round. That was why she refused to wake up, because she would lose him if she did.
Losing him once was enough. She did not want to feel the pain of losing him again after experiencing the satisfaction of getting him back.
That was why she did not want to wake up. No matter why! The path to her consciousness was tightly shut…
Jun Mo Xie suddenly felt he had never in this life experienced such helplessness like today. He staggered and slowly crashed down onto the floor and his tears were rolling out like fountains.
He held his head with both hands and felt chaotic; this affection and love that shocked the world occupied his mind!
What is love?
It was perfectly illustrated by the silently lying Dongfang Wen Xin at this moment.
Love is unchanging!
Love is not parting until death!
Love is not abandoning despite separated by live and death!
Love is having no regrets!
Fall in love, and that is it! There is nothing in this world that can replace it! Nothing can replace one’s partner! And it is forever!
Perhaps, in dreams, this love story would continue forever… It would be a perfect world with love deeply attaching couples forever!
Women only devote her most authentic affection to one person!
Especially for these extremely beautiful women… They were so devoted until it was frightening! But this was true affection and real
forever
.
Although this might appear to be selfish and cruel to her family, Dongfang Wen Xin could not resist anymore. It was not that she did not care for her mother, son, and relatives anymore…
But it was that her heart was empty and dead. It could not allow anything to occupy it anymore… She could no longer think…
Dongfang Wen Qing slowly stepped out of the room with tears hanging in his eyes…
Mei Xue Yan was tearing uncontrollably but silently and took Jun Mo Xie’s shoulder as support. Who would not be touched by such authentic love?
Especially when Dongfang Wen Xin and Jun Wu Hui both had very sophisticated feelings…
Mei Xue Yan suddenly felt that if it was Jun Mo Xie on those drawings, then lying on that bed right now would definitely be herself…
This sort of heartbreaking feeling made her unable to maintain her gracefulness…
Jun Wu Hui and Dongfang Wen Xin; a hero and a beauty of the generation!
The presence of Jun Mo Xie and Mei Xue Yan did not affect slightly the atmosphere in the room… Dongfang Wen Xin was still smiling slightly, showing her satisfaction, and lying there silently… Jun Wu Hui on the drawings were still casting their deeply affectionate, determined and everlasting gaze on Dongfang Wen Xin…
The gazes were nuanced for each drawing. Some showed worry for his wife, some showed his doting of his wife’s naughty character, some anger for his wife’s disobedience, some his gentleness upon seeing his wife’s comfortable sleep…
Although the flesh of Jun Wu Hui was not present, his feelings were creating a furnace in this room… Dongfang Wen Xin’s body was still here, but she had an empty heart and her consciousness had drifted out to enjoy her long lasting life with her husband in thin air and nothingness…
Jun Mo Xie was petrified. As he felt the unwavering love of his parents, he had to face a dilemma…
With the immense spiritual aura of the Exquisite Hongjun Pagoda, Jun Mo Xie was sure he could wake his mother up, but… what good would that do? Jun Wu Hui was no longer alive! How could his mother bear living a lone life? On the other hand, would it be better for his mother to stay in her dreams to stay by his father forever?
Furthermore, her three sons were still alive before she lost herself in the dreams. What would happen if she was told that two of them had died if she woke up? How would she feel to have lost her husband and two sons?
Would that not be worse?
I was an orphan in my past life. For this life, although my father had passed away, I still have a mother; she was only deep asleep and not dead…
Jun Mo Xie always desired and dreamed of experiencing being hugged by his mother. Would it be warm, sweet or full of the sense of security?
Everyone talks about and praises mothers’ hugs…
But I…
But I am facing such a dilemma when I really faced her… Is this fate to be lacking of parents’ love? I practiced the Art of Unlocking Heaven’s Fortune and transcended the Three Realms, avoiding reincarnation forever and escaping death, but… for kinship… I just happen to lack love from parents. Does this mean I will never be able to experience it?
Mother! Mother! I have looked forward to and desired this moment for two lives. I have dreamed about this for two lives as I experienced both of them… It popped up more than thousand times in my dreams… But I still can’t have you with me?
Jun Mo Xie staggered up and approached the bed. He then slowly knelt down and gently laid his head on his mother’s right palm. The sadness within was immediately overwhelming…
W…what should I do? Who will tell me?
Jun Mo Xie never experienced such uncertainty, uselessness, and helplessness…
As he felt the warmth from his mother’s hand, Jun Mo Xie’s body twitched while he weeped and could not produce another word. His heart also felt as if it was beating with agony and his tears veiled his sight… He could only ask in his mind, Mother, what should I do? What do you want me to do? Mother…
As he called out for his mother, Jun Mo Xie felt as if the pressure on him was making him explode. His long-held wish and desire… all blended into nothingness at this moment?
I am not satisfied! I really don’t feel this is correct! I need to fix this!
Jun Mo Xie raised his head and let out a silent bellow. His unstopping tear rolled into his mouth. It was full of bitterness, that could be felt all the way through the heart… and it would continue forever…
I… I feel SO bitter! So bitter…
