He had met this middle-aged woman many times, so he wasn't unfamiliar with her.
He had thought about her identity many times, but he couldn't find any clue. He felt that she was very mysterious, but she must be someone important in the royal palace.
Tonight, a storm was brewing in the capital. The drizzle had already arrived. With this middle-aged woman's status, logically speaking, she shouldn't be here.
Chen Chang Sheng suddenly thought of a possibility. He felt that the drizzle that fell on his face became a bit cold.
Or, was she here to kill him?
Fortunately, this didn't happen, or else he would really feel a bit sad.
The middle-aged woman pointed her finger lightly, as usual, indicating for him to sit down and drink tea.
Chen Chang Sheng let out a sigh of relief.
The forest in the Herb Garden was very meaningful to him. This was the place that could calm his mind the most in the capital.
In the past two years, the nights that he sat across from this middle-aged woman and drank tea were the times that could calm his mind the most in the capital.
If the middle-aged woman chose this forest, this stone table where he drank tea, to kill him, he would feel very unhappy.
He really liked this feeling of sitting silently. It was very comfortable, very free, and very easily made him think of Xi Ning Village …
His eyebrows slightly frowned because he didn't like to think of Xi Ning Village right now.
Fine, but the stream behind the old temple was still clear.
His eyebrows slowly relaxed.
… …
… …
Looking at him frowning, looking at him unfurling his brows, looking at the immaturity between his eyebrows, she then remembered, oh, in a few days, he will be seventeen years old, but isn't that fake? But he really is an amazing kid. Seeing that he was about to die, he could still stop his steps, pick up the warm white tea beside the table in the forest, and even daydream about other things.
The corner of Tian Hai's lips slowly curled up. There was a hint of a smile contained within.
If this young man really is my son, maybe it's a good thing. At least he won't embarrass me too much. This way, when I watch you die, maybe I can feel more of the feelings I want to feel, and then I can find the hidden traces of the Way of Heaven in the starry sky, and finally obtain true freedom.
The corners of Tianhai's lips gradually flattened at an extremely slow speed, and the smile disappeared without a trace.
She quietly looked at Chen Chang Sheng, extended a finger and pointed at the center of his eyebrows.
Chen Chang Sheng woke up. He was a little surprised, but he didn't dodge.
It wasn't that he didn't want to avoid it, but that he couldn't.
Whether it was when he first entered the capital or now, no matter what she wanted to do to him, he had no way of objecting.
In the beginning, he wasn't used to it, especially when she grabbed his chin and caressed his cheeks. He felt humiliated, but later … maybe he got used to it.
His fingertips touched it lightly, and an extremely faint explosion sounded in his sea of consciousness, as if a bubble had been popped.
The night wind blew through the Hundred Herb Garden, bringing with it the fragrance of herbs and spiritual fruits, as well as other scents that only she could smell.
Because in that instant, her finger had pierced through the sacred light that Xu You Rong had laid down. Her spiritual sense had brought along this gentle breeze, and within the breeze was his presence.
She quietly closed her eyes and carefully sensed the aura. Her expression gradually became calm and gentle.
That aura was like a spring breeze, intoxicating. It was hard to imagine who would be able to resist the temptation if it was completely released.
She opened her eyes and lightly tapped the table, signaling Chen Chang Sheng to drink tea.
Chen Chang Sheng held the teacup in his hand, took a sip, and then put down the teacup.
He looked at the middle-aged woman, wanted to say something, but closed his mouth. Finally, he couldn't help but say it.
"I … may not come here anymore."
He paused for a while, looked at her and continued, "I am Chen Chang Sheng."
She quietly looked at him, her expression didn't change.
Chen Chang Sheng was a little surprised at first, but then he laughed at himself. They had met so many times in two years. With the middle-aged woman's unfathomable strength, she obviously knew his background.
"Since you know who I am, then you probably know my current situation." He lowered his head and looked at the tea in the teacup. His voice was also as light as water, "Until now, I still don't know who you are. Maybe because of this, I always feel that there are some things that I can't say to others, but I can say them to you."
She quietly looked at him, still didn't have any reaction.
In Chen Chang Sheng's view, or in other words, he was willing to take it as a kind of encouragement.
He thought it over and then said, "I'm about to die."
Then he began to narrate his story, starting from before he was born, which was of course the result of the Elder of Heavenly Secrets' calculations. Then he talked about after he was born, which was the scene that Senior Yu Ren had described to him, the clear stream and the Golden Dragon. Then he talked about his life in Xi Ning Village's old temple, and then he talked about coming to the capital to break off the engagement and the events that happened afterwards, up to the present.
When he was in Xi Ning Village's old temple, no one spoke to him, so he developed a taciturn personality. Only after he came to the capital did he become much better, especially after he got to know Tang Thirty-Six. Occasionally, he would show his nagging side. When he was with Xu You Rong, he also had many things he wanted to say, but none of them spoke as much as he did tonight.
He combed through his entire life and then recited it to her.
"The Demon Lord went to Mount Han. At the time, I had my suspicions, but I didn't have any proof, but the current situation … is very clear. I know that Master is using me."
He concluded, "But I've always had that illness. In the end, it's a problem of fate, so who can I blame?"
No matter what he said, she only quietly listened, occasionally taking a sip of tea, her expression very calm.
It was as if Xi Ning Village's old temple, the Golden Dragon, the Sacred Light Continent, Chen Xuan Ba, Zhou Dufu — these names did not shock her in the slightest.
After he finished speaking, Chen Changsheng's mouth was somewhat dry. Only after he finished drinking the tea in his cup did he realize that she was a little too calm.
This made her in his eyes even more mysterious.
"My lady … just who are you?"
He asked curiously as he looked at her.
The Hundred Herb Garden was very quiet. There was not even a gust of wind, so there was naturally no sound of wind. The drizzle had suddenly stopped, so there was naturally no sound of rain.
Even the mournful cries of the insects at the foot of the wall and in the grass had disappeared.
After a very long period of silence, a voice suddenly rang out.
"Who am I?"
Chen Changsheng was abnormally shocked, because these words had come from her.
He could clearly hear that these three words had come from her lips.
He had always believed that she could not speak.
In these two years, it had always been him speaking. She had never said a single word.
However, it turned out that she could speak. She just did not want to speak.
Just who was she?
Amidst his shock, Chen Changsheng suddenly felt an intense wariness and unease.
Because she stood up.
She suddenly became incomparably tall, like a mountain had suddenly appeared between the heavens and the earth.
She slowly placed her hands behind her back. With a light wave of her sleeves, a gale arose in the forest.
She looked down at Chen Changsheng, her expression indifferent. The temperature in the forest dropped by several degrees.
The night wind lightly brushed against her face. Her two eyebrows extended towards her temples, like swords about to take flight, and even more like two wings waiting to be flapped.
Her eyes became exceptionally clear and spirited, as if there were stars within them.
That ordinary face, in the space of a few breaths, became the most beautiful face anyone could imagine.
The Qi exuded from her body became incomparably powerful.
Who was she?
She was of course the Tianhai Divine Empress, the sole sovereign of the heavens and the earth.
The forest of the Hundred Herb Garden became even quieter.
Chen Changsheng held the teacup and was so shocked that he forgot to put it down.
After some time, he came to his senses and placed the teacup on the table.
He was silent for a very long time. Then he looked at the teacup and said, "Hello."
It was a very simple word, a proper etiquette, but it should never have appeared between the two of them.
His voice was very calm, but his emotions were unimaginably complex.
At the same time, he understood a few things.
When Xu Yourong entered the Garden of Zhou, she had also changed her appearance. No one had been able to see through it. Afterwards, she said that it was a secret technique of the Thirteen Divisions of Radiant Green. But he was well-versed in the Daoist Canon and had never heard of it.
At this point, he naturally understood that Xu Yourong's method of changing her appearance was the same as the Divine Empress's. Perhaps it was because the Phoenix could change its form?
"Shouldn't you call me mother?" the Tianhai Divine Empress said to him.
When she said this, her voice was very indifferent, but it was hard to tell if she really was devoid of emotion.
Chen Changsheng raised his head and gazed at this woman so beautiful that it was impossible to look directly at her. He thought to himself, is this my mother?
In the years since his master picked him up from the stream and brought him back to Xining Village's old temple, he had naturally pondered this question countless times. Who were his parents, but he had never been able to find an answer.
Only when that rumor began to spread through the capital last year did he once more begin to confront this question. Then, some time ago in Mount Han, he obtained a certain degree of confirmation.
Whether before or after the rumor, he would occasionally think, if they met … what sort of scene it would be, what sort of things he should do. Even when he jumped out of the window of the Orthodox Academy's small building and resolved to go to the Imperial Palace to face her, he was still thinking about these questions.
Yet when they truly met, he realized that all his preparations were meaningless.
His mind was somewhat absent-minded, his body somewhat cold.
He gazed at her indifferent and emotionless beautiful face, unable to find even a sliver of the feeling that he had once attempted to possess, such as warmth.
The Tianhai Divine Empress sensed the change in his mood and arched her brows. "Useless thing, I shouldn't have given birth to you back then."
As she said this, her brows were like swords, seemingly about to fly into the night sky in the next moment.
Coupled with the indifference on her face, she gave off an even colder feeling.
Chen Changsheng was somewhat angry. Breathing heavily, he said, "I just went to kill Zhou Tong."
For these words to appear at this moment was rather abrupt, rather baffling.
The Tianhai Divine Empress replied, "You want to prove that you have some use? Have the courage to face this world? Ask me for a few candies to eat? "
Chen Changsheng thought to himself, it's not like that. I just want to tell you that there are some things that you don't care about, and I can also not care about. I have the courage to kill Zhou Tong, so I have the courage to face you.
Even if we are mother and son, even if you are a mother so callous that she would personally kill her own son.
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