Fourteen years ago,
When Tang Jingxue heard of the separation between her mother and herself from a servant , she was scared and did not believe that her mother, who doted on her, would do such a cruel thing.
At that time, Tang Jingxue was only four years old, and her psychological age had already surpassed that of many ten-year-olds.
Because she was born from Tang Yuena, her mother, a top powerhouse of the upper realm, Tang Jingxue’s talent, beauty, and mind far exceeded what a child born from cultivator parents could gain.
After learning this information, Tang Jingxue immediately ran to her mother’s abode to share this ’ridiculous joke’, with her baby feet comically bouncing on the floor made of ice.
However, her footsteps stopped when she reached the door of the abode, with tiny hands clenching into fists as she heard the conversation taking place inside the room.
Inside Tang Yuena’s room,
"Sister! What were you thinking when you decided to send our Xu’uer to the lower realm?" Fu Ting questioned the woman in front of her, with anger and confusion burning in her eyes.
She was a woman of ethereal beauty, her hair flowing like silver strands cascading down her back, reminiscent of the shimmering glow of moonlight.
Her eyes, deep and mysterious, gleamed like the night sky, framed by a hint of navy blue eyeshadow that accentuated their enigmatic allure.
Adorning her forehead was a half-moon symbol, a mark of her connection to the lunar energies she embodied. It shimmered faintly, casting a mesmerizing glow upon her serene visage.
She was draped in robes of white and purple, the colors of purity and mysticism, adorned with intricate embroidery depicting lunar motifs.
The fabric billowed around her like wisps of clouds drifting across the night sky, imbued with a subtle luminescence that echoed the radiance of the moon.
As she moved with graceful poise, she exuded an aura of tranquility and inner strength, her presence evoking the serene beauty and silent power of the moon itself.
"Didn’t you love that child more than anyone, then why? Why are you doing this?" she said, heartbroken when she heard about the absurdity rumor.
Fu Ting knew how Tang Yuena deeply loved Tang Jingxue as a mother. If not, how could she ignore her duties as the palace lord of the Absolute Yin Palace for Tang Jingxue?
"Sister, now that you have confirmed this, can you please return?" Tang Yuena said to Fu Ting, who hadn’t come to her senses, with an unwavering voice devoid of any emotions.
"Sister, how can you act as if nothing had happened? She is your—" Fu Ting’s words stopped when she witnessed a shocking scene.
Fu Ting saw that tears actually slid down her cheeks, the reason for her shock stemmed from Tang Yuena, who was known as the embodiment of the moon
[Ps: She is not one of the rulers of heaven]
Certainly, Tang Yuena became the palace lord of the Absolute Yin Palace because of her unparalleled talent and unmatched affinity with Yin Dao.
People practicing Yin Dao gradually lose their emotions and worldly desires as they delve deeper into it.
Therefore, Fu Ting was utterly shocked, realizing that her sister was going through her fair share of sadness.
After this revelation, Fu Ting left silently without muttering a word, as she wanted to recollect her emotions.
However, Little did Fu Ting know, she would hear another shocking news about her son when she returned to the Fu family.
A few moments later after Fu Ting left, a smile crept onto Tang Yuena’s face.
’Fortunately, everything went according to the plan, and the spies seemed to have played their role perfectly.’
Naturally, she was the one who revealed this information to Tang Jingxue and Fu Ting, and as for the ’spies’, they wouldn’t be able to find them even if Fu Ting searched for them as she had already sent them to heaven.
"Now shall we go and see how Xu’uer is doing?"
"Then we can visit our favorite place for the last time."
Although Tang Yuena’s actions were suspicious, the tears she shed for Tang Jingxue indicated the immense affection she held for Tang Jingxue.
As for the favorite place, she naturally meant the icy domain, with colorful flowers.