"What's the matter? Senior Sister, feel free to speak your mind! "Tie Butian was very grateful to her Senior Sister and said heartily.
"Can I ask … what does this child's father look like?" Yang Ruolan's voice was trembling.
Tie Butian cast a gentle glance at her son, who was sound asleep. She pursed her lips and smiled. "Senior Sister, is there a need to ask? This child's appearance is almost exactly the same as his father's! "
"Exactly the same?!" Yang Ruolan's voice was trembling. She felt as if a thunderbolt had struck her heart. Did I find the wrong person last time?
Her body trembled and swayed, giving Tie Butian a fright.
Suddenly, a crazy thought popped up in her mind. Could it be … that person … is my son? And this little fellow that I feel so close to … is my grandson???
She clearly knew that this was a bit whimsical, unrealistic, and too speculative, but she couldn't help thinking about it. She couldn't help but deduce, and yearn for it …
Yang Ruo Lan's face was flushed red for a moment, but it would turn pale in the next moment. Her heartbeat was like the beating of a drum. Even Tie Butian could hear it clearly.
"Senior Sister, what's wrong?" Tie Butian asked worriedly.
Yang Ruolan turned a deaf ear to her. Suddenly, she asked in a hoarse voice, "His surname is Chu?"
Tie Butian nodded doubtfully. She thought to herself, Although this is a secret, didn't you know it long ago?
"His name is Chu Yang?" Yang Ruolan asked.
"Yes," Tie Butian said.
"How old is he?" She asked again.
"Should be 18 … or 10?" Tie Butian said uncertainly.
"How old is he?" Yang Ruolan's eyes widened.
"Yes, I heard that he is an abandoned child … and doesn't know his background …" Tie Butian replied thoughtfully.
Yang Ruo Lan's throat issued an unknown moan. It seemed as if she had been struck by lightning. Her soft heart also seemed to have been pierced by a red-hot steel needle!
She couldn't help but see stars.
Her body swayed for a while before she finally managed to calm herself down. She realized that her face was already covered in tears.
Abandoned child!
Doesn't know his background!
These two sentences made Yang Ruo Lan's entire body hurt. Her internal organs seemed to be churning, spasming, and hurting at this moment. She was in so much pain that her vision turned black and she almost lost consciousness.
His soul seemed to be floating around in a daze. He only heard his own voice asking, "He's an abandoned child? Don't you know your background? Don't know my age? … "
"Hmm …" Tie Butian's voice seemed to float over from the clouds. "He was adopted by his Master when he was young. The Empress, Wu Qianqian, is his Senior Sister. Hmm, I'm not too sure about his past."
"Empress Wu Qianqian … is his senior sister?" Yang Ruo Lan felt as if she had gone through a treacherous journey. Her entire body was sweating profusely. She didn't have any strength left. In fact, she had exhausted all her strength just to sit on the edge of the bed!
He had been adopted by his master since he was young …
Abandoned child …
He didn't know his background …
This child looked exactly like his father, as if he had been plucked from his father's face …
Yang Ruo Lan's soul floated in the air. Her eyes were lifeless. Only big drops of tears fell from her eyes. Tie Butian called her a few times, but she didn't hear her at all. Her soul had wandered off.
"His Master?" Yang Ruo Lan finally thought of this question. This was undoubtedly an important clue! Yang Ruo Lan was a little paranoid. Her intuition was wishful thinking.
"What's his Master's sect?"
"Beyond the Heavens Sect!"
"Who's his Master? What's his name? "
"I heard that his name is Meng Chao Ran! He's the youngest Junior Brother of the Beyond the Heavens Sect. " Yang Ruo Lan asked faster and faster. Tie Butian answered fluently. Now, she also felt that something was wrong. She was a little scared and inexplicably flustered. She also had a vague intuition …
This vague intuition made Tie Butian's face turn pale. Then, it turned red. She answered Yang Ruo Lan's questions cautiously …
It can't be … I, I … It can't be … It can't be so coincidental … Chu Yang is an abandoned child … I heard that Senior Sister and Brother-in-law also lost their child eighteen years ago. They haven't found him yet …
Tie Butian also panicked. A feeling of shame welled up in her heart.
This … It can't be … It can't be so coincidental, can it? Oh my god …
If … if … this is really … I …
The strong and wise monarch of a country, the unparalleled overlord who controlled the life and death of billions of people, the first emperor of an empire, suddenly panicked.
In the panic, their eyes met unintentionally.
In Yang Ruo Lan's eyes, there was doubt … doubt … doubt … hope … hope … hope …
In Tie Butian's eyes, there was surprise, shyness, fear, uncertainty, and a little bit of vague understanding … mixed with a thick sense of shame …
"You …" Yang Ruo Lan said in a daze.
"You …" Tie Butian said in a daze.
Both of them opened and closed their mouths at the same time. They were silent. They saw the complicated expressions on each other's faces.
"You first."
"You first."
They spoke at the same time again. Then, they were silent at the same time.
"Cough cough …"
"Cough cough …"
"I heard that you …"
"I heard that you …"
It was as if the two women were under a spell. They stood in the same place, opened and closed their mouths at the same time. Then, they said the same thing and just sat there in a daze.
"I'll go first …" Yang Ruo Lan sighed. "Your … brother-in-law … brother-in-law …" Suddenly, she found the word 'brother-in-law' extremely awkward.
Tie Butian's white jade-like face flushed red at once. It was as if a fire had suddenly ignited. She lowered her head deeply. Her heart started to beat wildly.
Please don't be so coincidental … If my mother-in-law caught me red-handed … Tie Butian felt that if that was really the case, there would be a crack in the ground that she could immediately hide in. She would be embarrassed to death …
Yang Ruo Lan cleared her throat and said, "Eighteen years ago … my child … was lost … in the Lower Three Heavens. He hasn't been found until now … Tian Tian, look at my … appearance. Do you see any … cough cough … resemblance to your …"
Yang Ruo Lan coughed but looked at Tie Butian with eyes full of hope.
Tie Butian moaned. Her whole body seemed to be on fire. She actually started to tremble.
When she saw Chu Feiling just now, she felt that this brother-in-law looked very familiar. It was as if she had seen him somewhere before. Moreover, she felt very familiar with him. However, this was clearly the first time they had met. Besides, this was Senior Sister's man …
But now that Yang Ruo Lan pointed it out, she finally understood who this brother-in-law resembled — Chu Yang! Like the person she yearned for day and night …
"A little …" Tie Butian's voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz.
"Just a little?" Yang Ruo Lan asked, unwilling to give up.
"Yes … a little …" Tie Butian covered her face and lowered her head. Her swan-like beautiful neck was exposed. However, it was already red with embarrassment.
Yang Ruo Lan became excited at once. "Then tell me more about him … The more detailed, the better."
Tie Butian was dumbfounded. She looked at Yang Ruo Lan pitifully and stuttered, "Senior Sister … Senior … um … this …"
This pitiful Emperor felt embarrassed for the first time. She was too ashamed to show her face. She turned her head and looked at her son. Suddenly, she had a feeling: I can't wait to grab this little fellow and stuff him back into my belly …
Under Yang Ruo Lan's hopeful and anxious gaze, Tie Butian's eyes were dull. She started to tell her story while stuttering.
"How did the two of you meet?"
"What happened at that time?"
"What did he say to you?"
"How did he …"
"How did he …"
"How did the two of you … have a child?"
One question after another came out like a cannonball. Tie Butian felt dizzy and light-headed. She saw stars and was dazzled.
This Emperor, who could still remain calm in the face of tens of millions of soldiers, was now a living example of a stuttering patient. Furthermore … she was a stuttering patient who had committed a crime …
She lowered her head and told the story one by one as if she was admitting her guilt.
Yet, the judge was very interested in all the facts of the crime. He kept going over and over again, not getting tired of it. He was determined to get every single detail out of her …
By the time he asked the last question, Tie Butian almost had a feeling: Forget it if she fainted …
"I'm done."
"Are you done?" Yang Ruo Lan sighed as if she hadn't had enough.
"Yes …" Her Majesty's voice was like a mosquito's buzzing.
"That's all?"
"Yes …"
"He has suffered too much … poor child …" Yang Ruo Lan's tears dripped down as she said this.
Yang Ruo Lan obviously didn't dare to be completely sure. But, she was vaguely certain in her heart: This King of Hell Chu is the real King of Hell Chu. The one she saw was definitely a fake!
And, there was an eighty percent chance that the real King of Hell Chu was her lost son!
"This … As for what happened before coming to Iron Cloud, this … you have to ask Wu Qian Qian … She's in the palace now," Tie Butian said hesitantly.
Quickly betray someone and share my burden. Sister, I really can't take it anymore …
"Yes! How could I forget her? That girl is his Senior Sister. "Yang Ruo Lan stood up excitedly. Her face was flushed red as she said," I'll go and find her now! "
"Yes … yes … this … Senior … please do as you wish." Tie Butian felt that her tongue was no longer bent. She nodded and bowed as she said.
"Yes, you have a good rest." Yang Ruo Lan leaned over and looked at Tie Yang who was sleeping soundly. Her gaze was completely different this time.
"I'll send you …" Tie Butian hurriedly jumped up from the bed. She was attentive and careful to please her.
"Don't … you just gave birth. You should rest well." Yang Ruo Lan hurriedly pressed her shoulder.
She watched Yang Ruo Lan walk out with a whoosh. Tie Butian's face was red. She sat on the bed in a daze. She only felt that her whole body was alternating between hot and cold. After a long time, she suddenly moaned weakly and fell on the bed. She pulled the blanket over her head and covered herself with it …
"God … let me die …"
"What will happen to this matter … boohoo …"
"What if … it's true … what should I do …"
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