C219 Green Snake

The grudge between Cen Huayue and the previous generation's generation, and the grudges of this generation, had even affected the grudges of the next generation.

Did Cen Huayue love Mu Duqiu?

How could she not? She loved, how could she not want to take revenge on Mu Duqiu? There were tens of millions of people in this world, so why would she have to choose the most heartbreaking kind.

If she did not love him, how could she allow herself to be pregnant with Mu Duqiu's child?

However, her heart was clouded by hatred, and she couldn't see her own heart clearly.

Back then, when Mu Duqiu found out about everything that he had done, he silently endured it all. He even felt that this kind of revenge was too light and nimble as he held Cen Huayue's hand and once again sent the longsword into her body.

Just that, whether it was love or hate, Cen Huayue and Mu Duqiu would never be able to return to the past.

Just like this, one became the Master Wu Lin, the other became the number one Demonic Sect Leader.

The grudge between the couple and their love and hate had become a curiosity in the martial arts world. Countless people wanted to know what had happened between them to turn out like this.

All sorts of books are trying to create stories between them, versions of which have been passed down from generation to generation.

Ouyang Qiuyue sat on the imperial concubine's chair, the fruit tea in her hands had already turned cold, but she didn't care at all, and blankly took a sip.

Only then did he recover his senses and ask softly, "So, the nine months you disappeared back then, was you actually because you found out that you were pregnant and didn't want Mu Duqiu to know about it. That's why you purposely quarreled with him and ran out, right?"

Cen Huayue nodded, all those years ago she knew that she was pregnant, and she felt a wave of lingering fear and regret in her heart.

But she stroked her almost flat belly and imagined that the baby was part of her, part of her, flesh and bone.

She didn't want to part with it, so after careful consideration, she finally decided to give her birth and give it to her senior brother to raise.

As for the matter of Mu Duqiu and her having a child, she also begged his senior brother not to tell his under any circumstances.

She didn't want her child to live in hatred for the rest of his life.

Cen Huayue stared at Ouyang Qiuyue, the gentleness in her eyes seemed to be able to drip water. She nodded lightly, and wanted to reach out to caress her child, but afraid of arousing Ouyang Qiuyue's displeasure, she carefully withdrew her hand.

Ouyang Qiuyue's eyes were extremely similar to Cen Huayue's. At this moment, they were filled with tears, as if they would fall down in the blink of an eye.

Cen Huayue didn't have the habit of coaxing his daughter, she had never participated in her daughter's growth since she was young, so for a moment, she was at a loss as she could only clumsily coax: "Qiu Yue, don't cry, tell your mother, who's bullying you, your mother will help you teach her a lesson."

Listening to Cen Huayue's comforting words, Ouyang Qiuyue couldn't help but laugh through her tears. However, in the next moment, she suddenly threw herself into Cen Huayue's embrace and started crying loudly.

It was as if he wanted to cry out everything that had happened in the past fifteen years without his mother by his side.

When she was young, she would innocently ask her father where her mother had gone, but her father would just stay silent. Every time she asked this question, her father would give her a lot of fun toys.

The more times she did so, the more she understood her father's intentions.

There was no mother, she had a father.

However, for so many years, whenever she was birthed, her father would tell her that his junior sister had delivered an especially good gift. At the beginning, it was a precious Night Pearl.

Later on, when she was a little bit older, she was made of silk, silk, and a variety of jewelry and jade hairpins.

Every year.

She had always been looking forward to the day when she would meet this Junior Sister of hers that her father spoke of. Eventually, she began to look forward to her own birthday.

However, she had never thought that the person she was looking forward to would be her mother.

She cried pitifully in Cen Huayue's arms, to the point where she was about to break her heart.

"So, you are my mother, and my father is the Chief Mu?" She still could not believe that her own father was actually Mu Duqiu.

Compared to Mu Duqiu, she liked Ouyang Zhen more. After all, Ouyang Zhen had truly raised her up painstakingly, and had treated her like a princess in his hands.

Cen Huayue saw the doubt in Ouyang Qiuyue's eyes and also saw her hesitation. After all, Ouyang Zhen had looked after her for fifteen years. In the end, however, she nodded and told her the truth.

"When I was young, I had always wished that I had a mother who could make clothes for me, teach me how to be a girl, and chat with me. Then I grew up, and I learned all the things I had hoped for. I don't need a person like mother either. "

"Every year, someone will give me a precious birthday present. I look forward to that person. Right now, the one who is giving me a birthday present is you, and when you say that you are my mother, I am very happy."

"But, since I was young, I've been dependent on my father. My father brought me up through so much suffering, so it's impossible for me to recognize a person who has never taken care of me. I can't call him father."

Ouyang Qiuyue wiped the tears from her eyes, wiped the tear stains off her face, and said a few words, then covered her mouth and ran off.

Cen Huayue wanted to go up and chase after her, but she withdrew her legs that had just taken a step back stiffly and instructed his disciple, "Hui Qing, follow her. Don't let her discover you, and also prevent her from doing foolish things."

"Yes." Xu Huiqing immediately followed after him.

After Cen Huayue finished instructing, she slumped onto the chair, covered her eyes, and weakly bit the corner of her lips, as if she was ridiculing herself.

After Ouyang Qiuyue ran out from Cen Huayue's house, she ran to a valley. She had never come to the Flowering Moon Church and was also unfamiliar with this place.

He didn't have any purpose, so he just kept walking. His white clothes were scratched by some bushes by the roadside, so he didn't mind.

At the moment, she felt helpless.

Xu Huiqing followed behind Ouyang Qiuyue. As she watched Ouyang Qiuyue run around aimlessly, although she was a little impatient in her heart, she still had to seriously carry out her own master's instructions.

Not good!

He saw a small green snake silently following behind Ouyang Qiuyue, and it was about to catch up to her!

The three silver needles struck the little azure snake's seven inches head, and the little snake silently died.

There seemed to be a sound?

Ouyang Qiuyue felt that there was something in the air that made him uneasy. She turned her head to look, but she did not find anything strange.

Only then did he continue walking forward, wanting to leave the valley.