Chu Jingtian still had not completely shaken off the changes that happened more than half a year ago. Within one day, his best friend, his best companion had left him. His best friend had destroyed his best companion. The pain he felt at that time, only he himself knew.
"Where's Cold Cliffs." Far away, he could only answer like that. The moment he woke up, he had already made this decision … a decision that would not change no matter what, and no resistance could stop him.
"How long is a long time … Chen'Er, you must do something dangerous. Chen 'er, stay at home and be quiet for a while. Don't make me worry anymore, okay? "Wang Wenshu clutched his clothes tightly as she spoke in a voice that was close to begging.
Ye Wuchen lowered his gaze, saying in an incomparably serious tone: "Mother, I've experienced too many ups and downs in my life, I've experienced life and death again and again, but I've never really collapsed once. My life is destined not to be peaceful, but I'd rather be restless forever than to be a silent person … This time, I must leave for a while … In everyone's life, there are always some things that must be done, even if it's wrong, even if it might cost me my life. "
Wang Wenshu stood there, stunned, her eyes hazy, as she softly called out in a daze: "Chen'Er …"
The unredeemable determination in Ye Wuchen's voice was so obvious, as if he was not using his voice to express it, but using his resolute heart to express it.
Ye Wei patted Wang Wenshu on the shoulder, saying with a sigh: "Everything, let Chen'Er decide for herself. Don't forget, he is not only our son, but also the mighty Demonic Emperor. What he wants to do, we may find it hard to understand, but we can't stop him, and we can't stop him. "
He knew that Ye Wuchen must have something extremely important to do, and the look in Ye Wuchen's eyes made him realize that what Ye Wuchen was about to do must be extraordinary and extremely dangerous. Perhaps … he had a slim chance of survival.
Everything that happened to him, to ordinary people, was too mysterious. What he wanted to do, perhaps they really couldn't understand.
Thinking of everything that had happened to Ye Wuchen all these years, Wang Wenshu's expression finally softened. Mother and son were connected, for a mother, no matter how big the matter was, it was not as important as the safety of her child. But she knew that even if she continued to persist, she wouldn't be able to change anything, and would instead cause Ye Wuchen to worry and be distracted. She asked softly: "Then when are you leaving?"
In the past, Ye Wuchen suddenly disappeared, and rarely greeted them. But this time, he used a very serious tone to tell them that he was going 'far'. This meant that he would be far away, far away, for a very long time.
"I don't know. It might be tomorrow, or it might take a long time, "Ye Wuchen replied.
Wang Wenshu didn't ask him to stay for a few more days, and said while suppressing the worry and misery in her heart, "Remember to tell me if you need anything, so that I can prepare it in advance."
"Mm …"
Light and soothing footsteps came from outside the hall, one could imagine that the owner of the footsteps must be very careful when walking. Ye Wuchen looked to the side, and saw a girl that surprised him.
The girl's head was lowered, and she didn't see Ye Wuchen. She stopped not far from the hall entrance, and said respectfully: "Master, Madam … lunch is ready, please … ah!?"
Ye Wuchen: "…"
The girl's beautiful eyes widened, and her hands subconsciously covered her mouth, but the excited cry still came out of her mouth.
Looking at the girl in front of him, Ye Wuchen gradually remembered that day, the girl who shouldn't have been there, lowered her head, and said to him in a nervous voice: "… Are you willing to have a maid to wash, cook, and make the bed?"
His heart was filled with too many distracting thoughts, and now that he thought about it, it was such a touching sentence.
He had been unconscious for more than a month, which meant that she had stayed in the Yeh family for this month. And now, her expression, her dress, and the way she addressed Ye Wei and his wife … This young mistress of the Yue family in Dafeng Country had actually become a maid in the Yeh family.
Was it silly, stupid, or was it her stubbornness that made her willing to see him, get close to him, and hope that he would look at her a few more times, and hold her hand?
Although Wang Wenshu had never seen Yue Siqi, Ye Wei and Ye Nu had seen her and knew her identity. It was her appearance that made Yue Handong kneel down, and it was also a good start for them to conquer Dafeng Country. But even with her noble status, she still became a maid in the Yeh family. Was it because they didn't care, or was it because of Yue Siqi's own persistence …
But no matter what, he believed that he would never forget the words she suddenly said to him that day when she suddenly appeared in front of him that day. Because it allowed him to clearly see a girl's pure, sincere, and stubborn heart.
"You … you're awake …" Yue Siqi didn't know what to do. In her excitement and panic, she held her hands in front of her body, and then grabbed her clothes. For a moment, she didn't know where to put them.
Ye Wuchen didn't answer her immediately. Instead, he looked at her quietly until she didn't dare to raise her head again. Her heart was beating fast. Suddenly, Ye Wuchen smiled and turned to Wang Wenshu. "Mother, when I come back, let her be my personal maid, okay?"
Wang Wenshu's expression relaxed. She nodded with deep meaning and smiled. "Of course, I've already planned to let her go to your side."
Happiness came too suddenly. Yue Siqi was dumbfounded. She wanted to laugh, but she was also so excited that she wanted to cry. In her daze, she didn't even know that Ye Wuchen had walked past her.
Finally, the heavens didn't let her down. It was almost impossible for her to do something "brave" a second time in her life. Maid … Even if she could only be his personal maid for the rest of her life, she would be satisfied. Washing clothes, cooking, making the bed … warming the bed and serving him in bed, anything would be good.
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