Handbook of Survival in the World of Cultivating Immortals

Chapter 38: Chapter 37: It's going to rain, and my mother is going to get married ([-])

After soaking in the pool water, looking at the petals floating on the water, Xia Yaoyi finally calmed down.

Xia Yaoyi let out a long breath, buried half of her face in the water and spit out bubbles, the bubbles came to the surface one after another and exploded before her eyes.

The mother's words clearly meant something.

Apart from her parents and son, there is only one person she cares about most, and her mother knows it all too well.

Yu Chaoyue.

The man who, despite dissuasion, decided to go to the wilderness to prove his ability when he was about to give birth but never came back for 15 years, was considered a heartless man by everyone, her husband, and the man she loved deeply.

Because I firmly believe that Yue Lang will definitely come back. At the beginning, my parents sent people to persuade me to go home, and I tried every conceivable method. Naturally, I have been using the power of my family to send people to the wasteland to find the traces of Yu Chaoyue. Also clear.

Now... is this old man really Yue Lang?

Xia Yaoyi forcibly stopped herself from continuing to think about it. People always have a little hope, even if the chance of realizing this hope is very slim, it will ignite a small flame in my heart, illuminating the dark road ahead.

Standing up while leaning on the polished stone wall built by the pool, he walked ashore and gave instructions to dry his body. The maid brought the neatly folded clothes, which seemed to be well prepared.

Xia Yaoyi is not surprised by this, the Xia family always thinks much more than others, and will make thorough preparations before doing anything.

Even though I eloped with Yue Lang without authorization and got pregnant out of wedlock because of my willfulness, my parents didn't blame me too much, and my parents never had any bad intentions for me. This is beyond doubt.

But... the color of this dress...

Xia Yaoyi looked at the clothes in the maid's hand and frowned.

The bright red is particularly dazzling. Although there are not too many gorgeous and exquisite embroidery decorations, the fabric itself is extremely expensive, and the occasional brilliance reflected by the fabric itself on the surface is enough to attract people's attention.

The colors and fabrics are not ordinary, not the feeling of ordinary clothes, but more significant - wedding dress.

Xia Yaoyi's outstretched hand froze in the air, and stopped just a finger away from the clothes.No further points were advanced.

"This dress..."

"Miss Hui, these are the new clothes Madam specially ordered for you to come back. Please change them quickly."

The maid lowered her eyebrows and looked down, her tone was respectful, and she couldn't find any faults.

Xia Yaoyi still frowned, "But this color is too..." For a while, she couldn't think of any kind words to say, she didn't want to wear this dress, Xia Yaoyi thought of a compromise, After pondering for a moment, he opened his mouth and said, "Then what about my previous suit?"

The maid replied eloquently: "Miss, your previous suit has been disposed of according to Madam's instructions."

The implication is that you have to bite the bullet and wear this wedding dress.

Xia Yaoyi had a headache, and it was impossible for her to go out to meet people naked, this thing was done really well.

In desperation, Xia Yaoyi had no choice but to put on this dress, and was led by the maid to the dressing table, where she tied her hair, traced her eyebrows, and dressed herself up. Looking at the beautifully dressed woman in the mirror, Xia Yaoyi felt a little nervous for a while. In a daze, as if he had never been married, nor had he ever given birth to a son to be a parent.

Lianbu moved lightly, and Xia Yaoyi pursed her lips nervously in front of the closed door, if it was as she expected...

No, even if it is a person related to the events of the year, it would be good if he could provide himself with some useful information. It is not an extravagant hope to see such things in person directly.

Gathering her mind, Xia Yaoyi plucked up the courage to push open the door, and the wooden door opened to both sides with a "squeak", and the indoor incense came rushing to her face along with the opened door.

Xia Yaoyi felt that her heart was about to jump into her throat. She hurriedly tried to find out if there was anyone she was familiar with in the house, but there was a screen facing the door, with a burning lamp inside, and the screen reflected a figure.

She wasn't sure who the figure was.

He took two steps forward and entered the room, not daring to turn the screen to look directly, hesitated for a while before opening his mouth tentatively: "Who... are you?"

The door closed silently behind him, the air in the room was no longer circulating, and the smell of incense became stronger.

But Xia Yaoyi couldn't care about anything else at this time, because the figure moved.

As the candlelight flickered, the figure passed through the red curtains, finally revealing its true face.

That was the person she had thought about day and night for 15 years, who had repeatedly described his face in every drowsy dream, and couldn't help calling his name over and over again in every tossing and turning night, that person.

—My dear Koshiro.

I finally, I finally see you again.

The emotions accumulated in her heart for decades were about to burst out at any time, and the joy and excitement of nostalgia seemed to knock her mind into a daze. Xia Yaoyi didn't care about anything, her eyes were fixed on the person who was walking towards her.

The man smiled softly.

How many extremely familiar memories overwhelmed Xia Yaoyi in an instant, she couldn't bear it anymore, she opened her arms and threw herself into that embrace, with tears hanging from the corners of her eyes.

"Goshiro!"

This sound is full of affection//meaning, with the joy of reunion after a long absence, it makes people's ears go soft//.

In the warm embrace, like the most ordinary wife in the world, Xia Yaoyi counted down the details of when her husband was not at home, and told her deep thoughts.

The man didn't speak, just smiled and quietly listened, nodding his head in appreciation or agreement from time to time, until Xia Yaoyi was sleepy from speaking, curled up in his arms like a cat and fell asleep , he sighed softly.

"Little girl, why don't you like me?"

He raised his hand and lightly touched the delicate facial features of the person in his arms. Although his makeup was slightly stained by crying, his beauty was still undiminished.

"You said so many things, so many happy things, all related to Yu Chaoyue, but you never mentioned me."

The male voice was low, with a hint of sadness.

"Why don't you believe me, I can also let you have more happy times and let you live a life of ideas, but your choice is still not me..."

"I... really want to see your smile again."

The smoke of the incense gathers, diffuses, and dances around the two.

His hand was between the lips of the person in his arms, the lips were soft and full//full.

A glowing inner alchemy moved along his dantian to his throat, and then passed through.

"What I want is a smile that belongs to me alone, my little girl."

His face was no longer that of the person Xia Yaoyi thought about day and night.

The inner alchemy belonging to the demon cultivator left his body, and his breath//wasted//wasted// a little bit.

Something is gradually changing at this time.

The Yaodan shimmered and disappeared into Xia Yaoyi's body just for a moment.

You're done, that's the first step.

He narrowed his eyes and smiled in satisfaction.

(End of this chapter)