Chapter 752 - 412: Yuan’Er, Don’t Hate Me
Chapter 752: Chapter 412: Yuan’Er, Don’t Hate Me
At this moment, Lin Yuan was no longer wearing the phoenix robe. She was dressed in a thin white dress, with four bloody holes in her chest, and blood splattered on her cheeks. Her long hair hung loose, and she looked extremely disheveled.
She ran in front of Chen Qingmo and instinctively tidied her hair, trying to appear more dignified.
The smile on her face was bright and cheerful, carrying hopes for the future.
"Mother Empress!"
Wu Yiren was shocked to see Lin Yuan covered in blood and wanted to rush out, but was blocked again by the Array.
Chen Qingmo looked at her in astonishment: "Yuan’Er, why are you so badly hurt?"
Lin Yuan smiled and shook her head: "It’s nothing, husband, let’s go quickly."
Chen Qingmo didn’t move, and Lin Yuan looked at him in confusion: "Husband?"
Suddenly, Chen Qingmo held her hand, pointing at the beautiful scenery around them:
"Yuan’Er, do you remember the first time we met?"
Lin Yuan was surprised, then a smile appeared on her face: "Of course I remember... It was my birthday. I was feeling vexed and came here alone, intending to admire the scenery. I didn’t expect to see you."
"At that time, you stood just like now at the edge of a cliff, holding a book, but you were so absorbed in it that you almost fell."
"I flew over to catch you, and back then your face was flushed like a girl’s."
"I was thinking, this person is really interesting, clearly without Cultivation, yet he comes to such a dangerous place to read a book."
"Later..." Chen Qingmo picked up the conversation with a smile and continued:
"I drew a portrait for you, did you then think I wasn’t that silly?"
Lin Yuan was held gently, and she showed a girlish shyness: "Husband, you tease me. It was our first meeting, how could I know you were the man destined for me?"
"Yes." Chen Qingmo reminisced: "Later, I returned home and forgot about it. Unexpectedly, a few days later you found me, and only then did I realize you were the Western Empress!"
Lin Yuan also recalled the sweet memory, the smile on her face becoming even more vibrant:
"But you weren’t afraid of me at all."
"You are so dignified and graceful, bright and captivating, why would I be afraid of you?"
Chen Qingmo smiled, with some regret: "I just pity that such an Immortal-like woman had to fall into the mortal world and marry Wu Zheng?"
"Husband, I’m sorry."
Lin Yuan showed a guilty expression and whispered:
"I acted according to the orders of my sect, only able to pretend with Wu Zheng, and didn’t give you my pure body."
"No problem, you have already given me a daughter with quite a good talent. Whether you’re pure or not has nothing to do with me."
Chen Qingmo’s voice suddenly changed, becoming indifferent and cold. Lin Yuan was stunned, looking up in confusion.
She noticed the sudden coldness, and her husband, who had been holding her, was somehow now far away on the other side of the mountain.
Lin Yuan quickly said: "Husband, be careful, it’s dangerous there."
At the moment, Chen Qingmo was standing exactly where they first met, where he almost fell off the cliff.
Suddenly, Chen Qingmo’s foot slipped, and he fell once again.
"Husband!"
Lin Yuan exclaimed in shock, disregarding her serious injuries, and flew over trying to save him.
The next moment, her beautiful, dignified face froze.
She saw the seemingly man with no Cultivation standing in mid-air, his clothes fluttering, resembling a True Immortal.
Lin Yuan stood below him, looking up blankly.
"Husband... Aren’t you without Cultivation?"
Chen Qingmo’s expression was calm, mocking: "Yuan’Er, you are so naive and romantic, how did Yu Weixian notice you?"
Lin Yuan looked at him in shock: "How do you know my master’s name?"
"Lin Yuan’s master is Yu Weixian?!"
"The one in myth and legend?"
At this moment, Tantai Mingyue and Wu Yiren, who were trapped by the Isolation Array in a house, were watching everything happening on Yunlin Mountain through an Appearance Array.
Hearing Chen Qingmo mention the name "Yu Weixian", both were shocked.
For people of Hongzhou Continent, the story of Yu Weixian, who chopped wood at Observation Mountain for a hundred years, then transformed into Divinity and ascended as an Immortal in a day, is a well-known myth.
The myth of "Becoming Immortal at Observation Mountain" has been passed down for ten thousand years, too long for anyone to think there really is a person like Yu Weixian.
It was just a legend.
But unexpectedly, Chen Qingmo said Yu Weixian was Lin Yuan’s master.
"Is Yu Weixian in the Immortal Flying Pavilion?"
Tantai Mingyue and Wu Yiren were astonished, but then a change occurred on the summit of Yunlin Mountain.
"Who are you really? You are not my husband!"
Lin Yuan’s expression turned cold, Spiritual Power surged from her body.
Chen Qingmo chuckled, flicking his finger, and the Spiritual Power around Lin Yuan instantly shattered. She spit out a mouthful of blood, powerlessly falling backward.
Chen Qingmo appeared behind her, holding her, and said softly:
"Yuan’Er, you still love to deceive yourself, aren’t you familiar with my aura?"
He then lowered his head and kissed Lin Yuan’s lips.
"Mother Empress!!"
Wu Yiren saw her mother being so humiliated, her eyes turned red, desperately crashing into the Isolation Array, but still couldn’t break through.
She could only watch Lin Yuan being held in the man’s arms, wantonly humiliated.
A moment later, Chen Qingmo finally released her, looked at the weak Lin Yuan in his arms, and smiled warmly:
"Yuan’Er, are you sure now?"
Lin Yuan looked at him blankly, tears flowing down her eyes: "Why did you deceive me?"
Chen Qingmo held her and flew back to the top of Yunlin Mountain, laughing: "Yuan’Er, don’t you understand yet?"
As he spoke, he waved his hand, and suddenly a gigantic painting appeared in mid-air.
In the painting was Yunlin Mountain, and the couple standing on the summit.
The appearance of the pair was identical to Lin Yuan and Chen Qingmo at this moment.
"This painting..."
Lin Yuan’s beautiful eyes widened, looking at Chen Qingmo in disbelief.
"How could it be in your hands?"
This painting was precisely the one hung in the Phoenix Palace, prepared by Wu Zheng as an ambush to kill Lin Yuan—the "Catching the Adulterer."
Chen Qingmo laughed, his finger gently caressed Lin Yuan’s face lovingly:
"Yuan’Er, every time you came to find me, you were very cautious, extremely secretive, avoiding others. Didn’t you ever think about how an ordinary person like Wu Zheng and Wu Tai could know about us?"
Lin Yuan’s pale lips trembled: "Could it be..."
"Yes, it was me."
As Chen Qingmo spoke, his appearance changed, transforming into a close eunuch by Wu Zheng’s side.
Lin Yuan’s eyes widened in disbelief: "You told Wu Zheng and Wu Tai? Why? Why?!"
Chen Qingmo chuckled: "I orchestrated our meeting just to use the body of the Immortal Flying Pavilion’s descendant to give me a daughter with good talent. Now that my goal is achieved, I naturally need to withdraw completely."
"But I didn’t expect you to be so deeply attached, wanting to cling to me forever."
"If I took the daughter away, you would surely follow, which would be somewhat troublesome."
"I’m compelled, having no choice but to resort to this last strategy."
"After all, it’s Yiren who’s beneficial to me, not you."
Chen Qingmo held Lin Yuan, smiled and said: "Yuan’Er, don’t hate me."