Mu Yi was dumbfounded. He panicked, rushed up, took out a spirit herb, and fed it to the old lady with his other hand supporting the old lady’s body.
The old lady then gradually moved; she woke up and cried out, looking sad. “This is the good son I gave birth to when I almost died. A vixen had bewitched your father, and I raised you alone. For you, I suffered a lot. When we were the poorest, I could not afford to eat and dress, but I gave it all to you.
“But you, in the end, dare to treat me like this for a wild girl. I do not want to live anymore! That wild girl has such a foul temper and dares to make a move on Qingya. Kill me first if you want to choose that wild girl.
“I have never been angry in all these years, and now I’m already old, and you want to bully me? It would be better for me to die here first than to be humiliated like this.”
Each of her words carried a sense of grief and anger, and her expression was filled with sorrow as if she had suffered a great grievance.
Seeing the old lady’s miserable appearance, Mu Yi’s heart ached.
Back then, his father was also forced to marry his mother, and later, he abandoned her for the sake of his childhood friend, whom he married later.
His mother was not willing to be relegated from wife to concubine. She had to take him away from his father, and even his surname was also changed to follow his mother’s.
Over the years, his mother did suffer a lot. If it were not for him, she would not have had to suffer to such extent.
His mother did not like Little Nine’s mother because… She was too beautiful.
Just like the woman that his father insisted on marrying back then; her beauty was amazing.
His mother did not like good-looking girls. She would always think that these women were vixens, so she hated Little Nine’s mother. Until later, Little Nine’s mother was no longer here, and Little Nine also left… His mother had threatened him with suicide to force him to marry the princess.
Many years had passed.
And Little Nine finally returned…
Mu Yi closed his eyes in deep pain, and his hands were trembling.
One was his daughter with the woman he loved most.
While the other was his mother who had suffered for him…
“Mother, I understand.” Mu Yi opened his eyes, and his voice was choked with sobs. “I won’t let Little Nine come back.”
Only after hearing these words did Old Lady Mu stop crying. Her old face was cold. “You are not allowed to see her either.”
“But, Mother…”
“If you dare to go see her once, I will run headlong into you and die in front of you rather than to suffer your anger!”
The old lady’s voice made Mu Yi’s heart tremble even harder.
Back then, his mother had forced him to marry the princess in the same way.
She had even forgotten that after his father was forced to marry her by her grandmother, it was a lifelong misfortune.
Now she wanted to impose this misfortune on him.
However, there was nothing he could do about it.
She was his mother. The mother he had to spend his whole life with, and he could not abandon her feelings.
“I understand…”
Mu Yi closed his eyes, hiding the grief. “I’m a little tired. I’m going to rest first.”
As he said these, Mu Yi turned and left, leaving only the old lady standing there.
The tears on the old lady’s face disappeared, and she stood up from the floor and walked toward the main hall.
From a distance, she saw Qingluo standing at the door, waiting anxiously.
When she saw the old lady walking toward her, the expression on her face turned calm, and she greeted her, “Mother, how was it? What did he say?”
