Son of a saint and a demon
Ye Rong clearly wanted to say something when she mentioned the junior family head.
"What's wrong with helping Gu Tian get the position of the junior family head?" Ye Zichen frowned in confusion.
Hearing that, Ye Rong's expression froze, then she shook her head with a faint smile.
"Nothing, helping him get the position of the junior family head is a good thing. But, mommy wants to ask you, if you become the junior family head, what would you choose? "
"Me as the junior family head?"
Ye Zichen raised his eyebrows and wanted to sit up against the pillow. However, he noticed that he couldn't use any strength at all, and could only lay limply on the bed …
"Your previous actions put too much of a burden on your body. You need to rest now," Ye Rong rubbed his head gently.
Ye Zichen did not believe it, so he struggled to get up, but found that he didn't even have the strength to lift his hands.
"Is it because I turned into that guy with wings?"
Ye Zichen frowned, while his heart was filled with confusion. Why did a pair of wings grow out from his back? He wasn't Leizhenzi …
"Try not to be blinded by hatred in the future. You have to look past everything."
"Are you afraid that I'll become like that again?" Ye Zichen asked helplessly. "You should know something, right? Why did I become like that? I couldn't control my emotions and body in that state. I didn't even have the most basic awareness. "
"Mommy can't tell you in detail. It's all mommy's fault, if it wasn't for me …"
A wry smile surfaced in Ye Rong's eyes.
Twenty years ago.
"Waaa …"
A cry pierced through the air. It came from within a ruined temple. A woman sat limply in the ruined temple. Apart from her, there was also a baby that had just descended into the world.
"Baby …"
The woman struggled to sit up on the straw mat, but when she saw the child in front of her …
The child was bathed in pure sacred light, making him seem like a saint. Not long later, a group of animals ran into the temple. The animals stopped when they were around a meter away from the child, and laid down obediently on the ground with a look of enjoyment in their eyes.
"He inherited my bloodline," the woman caressed the baby's head with a gentle smile.
The woman gently smiled and stroked the baby's head. But not long after, the baby's cries gradually became softer and softer. Even his breathing became weak.
"Baby!"
The woman's face was filled with horror. She kept shaking the baby in her arms. She tried everything she could to make him cry again, but the baby just wouldn't let out a single cry. His entire face gradually turned purple.
The animals in the room also gathered around, their eyes filled with concern for the baby.
"What a pity!" An old man suddenly appeared in the temple. He shook his head and looked at the child in the woman's arms. He sighed.
"He should have been a saint, but his bloodline is too impure." The old man shook his head and sighed. "Miss, your man … is a demon, right?"
The woman's expression froze. Soon after, a trace of fear appeared on her face.
"Master, what should I do? I don't want my child to die like this …"
The old man shook his head as he murmured, "The union between a Saint and a Demon is wrong. It's strange that this child was born. My suggestion is to abandon this child …"
What a pity!
What a pity!
"No … I won't give up my child." The woman shook her head forcefully. She hugged the baby in her arms tightly and watched as his face turned redder and redder.
"Actually, you can save him if you want! However, it's very likely that if you do that, his existence will endanger the balance of the Three Realms and even the Six Realms. If you really do that, he'll bear endless sin. Are you … sure you want this child to bear it? "
The old man's aged eyes did not waver. The woman glanced at the old man, then lowered her head to look at the child in her arms …
"I only want my child to live. As for the sin in the future, as a mother, I'll bear it for him."
"It's not as simple as you make it out to be!" The old man let out a long sigh and said, "Forget it, it's fate that we met. Since you want to save him, and I don't want to see a Holy Son perish after a brief moment, I'll give you an opportunity!"
A few minutes later, the old man shook his head and left.
The woman in the rundown temple hesitated for a long time. Then, a hint of madness appeared in her eyes.
She reached into her robes and took out a small glass bottle.
The moment the cork was opened, the animals in the dilapidated temple quickly escaped as if they were frightened.
Inside the glass bottle was a drop of purplish-red blood. The blood contained a terrifying pressure.
"Baby, hate mommy!"
The blood in the bottle dripped into the baby's mouth. In an instant, the baby's body turned bronze. At the same time, blood-red hair grew out of his body and a pair of small wings sprouted from his back.
A beam of blood-red light mixed with holiness shot into the sky. In the next moment, the baby began to cry loudly.
"Sigh, poor woman, poor child … The son of a saint and a demon, this is a great sin!"
The old man who had just walked out of the temple turned around and looked at the blood-red light that shot into the sky. He shook his head calmly.
"I'll be a good person to the end. The future depends on you."
A huge handprint shot into the sky. The blood-red light was instantly suppressed by the handprint until it completely dissipated.
The woman in the ruined temple bit her lips tightly, put the child on the straw mat, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed three times to the back of the old man outside the ruined temple.
Then, he picked up the child and quickly disappeared from the ruined temple.
"Mom, mom …"
Ye Zichen, who was lying on the bed, frowned and called out. Only then did Ye Rong, who was beside the bed, return to her senses.
"What happened?"
"I'm fine. What's wrong with you … You suddenly stopped talking in the middle of your sentence. You couldn't hear me even if I called you." "Did you think of something? Can you tell me? I don't know anything … "
"What's the use of knowing so much?" Ye Rong raised her hand and rubbed his hair, saying, "Just stay in the hospital and rest. That's enough!"
"You're definitely hiding something from me. What's there to hide between us? Really …"
Ye Zichen twitched his mouth in annoyance. He had felt bad about hiding some things from Mother Ye before.
From the looks of it now, Mother Ye did hide quite a bit from him!
For example, the Gu family. Only now did he find out that her real name was actually Gu Rong, the young lady of the former head of a hidden family in the capital.
"You brat, you actually dare to say bad things about mom?"
Ye Rong raised her hand and knocked him on the head. Ye Zichen instantly acted like an obedient child and smiled, "Alright, alright.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
