Cultivation: Overturning the Rain and Turning the Clouds

"Grandpa, I..." Wan Dong turned around suddenly, and almost revealed the secret that had been hidden in his heart for more than a year. It was Xu Wenchuan's warm eyes full of concern, and Ning Shan's full face. The tears and worried face made Wan Dong swallow the words that came to his lips.

Wan Dong was indeed calm when he told the truth, but what should Xu Wenchuan and Ning Shan do?The feelings they have given to Wandong over the past year are equally precious and priceless, how can they accept it?Isn't that cruel to them too?

"What's the matter?" Seeing that Wan Dong hesitated to speak, the worry on Xu Wenchuan's face became more and more intense.

Ning Shan also stopped crying at this time, and walked over nervously.At this moment, Wan Dong could feel that his every move involved the hearts of the two of them.

"No...it's nothing, it's just that when I think about leaving you soon, I feel a little sad..."

When Wan Dong said this, Ning Shan's nose started to feel sore again, but Xu Wenchuan laughed, shaking his head and said, "You boy, when you persuaded your mother just now, what you said was so touching, how come you Have you changed in yourself? Hehe..."

Xu Wenchuan said this, but his eyes were filled with relief.The grandson is so filial, why should a grandfather be unhappy?

Originally Ning Shan wanted Wan Dong to comfort her, but now she comforted Wan Dong instead, making Wan Dong want to laugh and feel warm again.

"Auntie, you... what's wrong with you?" Wan Youqi went to see Xu Wenchuan. This was a very common thing, but when she saw Wan Youqi came back crying, she was surprised and hurried to follow Come and ask.

At this moment, Wan Youqi's heart was full of complicated thoughts, and she had a lot to say, but she didn't know where to start. Looking at Shangguan Yunzhu's eyes full of concern, she was silent and she just burst into tears.

"Auntie, what happened? Could it be that you have been wronged in some way? But it shouldn't be, the young man is so kind to us, how could he let you be wronged?" Shangguan Yunzhu muttered to herself, doing various things. This kind of speculation, but Wan Youqi always shook her head and didn't speak, which made Shangguan Yunzhu very anxious.

"No! I'll go to the young man and ask him!" In Shangguan Yunzhu's impression, although Wan Youqi is a girl, she has always looked strong, just like those men who have only seen her bleed. But never saw her cry.To be crying so sad at this time, there must be a big secret in it, how could Shangguan Yunzhu ignore it.

"No!" Seeing that Shangguan Yunzhu was really going to find Wan Dong, Wan Youqi hurriedly stopped her.Then he sobbed and murmured, "I...I miss Xiaodong..."

When Wan Youqi said this, Shangguan Yunzhu immediately understood, and let out a long sigh, his expression was dissatisfied with loneliness and sadness, and he didn't know how to comfort Wan Youqi at all.

Wan Youqi patted her on the shoulder and said, "Yunzhu, go and rest first, and leave me alone."

"How can I do that? Auntie, let me talk with you, maybe you won't think so much."

Wan Youqi shook her head, "No need, I want to be alone, okay?"

"This... hey!" Shangguan Yunzhu sighed, comforted Wan Youqi a few words, and had no choice but to get up and leave.

The moonlight is like water, flowing quietly.Wan Youqi is in the back garden of Dingshan Prince's Mansion, all kinds of exotic flowers around her are extraordinarily beautiful under the moonlight.But Wan Youqi seemed to have completely lost her attraction, her eyes were only staring at the bright moon in the sky, her expression was sometimes happy, sometimes sad, and it was full of illusions.

"Xiaodong, you must still be alive, right? But the world is so big, where are you? Are you doing well, have you bullied others? Do you still hate your aunt?..." Wan Youqi kept talking She murmured, wishing to tell all her heartfelt thoughts to the bright moon in the sky, otherwise, she would be suffocated to death.

"The pine on the Tingting Mountain, the wind in the rustling valley. How strong the wind is, how strong the pine branches are!..." Suddenly, Wan Youqi recited slowly, her clear voice, mellow and agile, drifted to every corner of the garden.

This is Wan Dong's 15-year-old poem composed in seven steps at a banquet to congratulate Wan Youqi on her birthday.Wan Youqi likes it very much, whenever she has free time, she will chant softly, especially after Wan Dong jumped off the cliff, Wan Youqi would chant it every day.

Because every time she recites this poem, she always feels that Wan Dong has not left her, but is quietly accompanying her by her side.It was only when Wan Youqi was reciting this poem that her heart ached like a knife would calm down a little, and a long-lost smile would appear on her face.

"Bingshuang is miserable, but he is always upright throughout the year. Don't suffer from cold and heat, pines and cypresses have their own nature!"

Wan Youqi hadn't had time to recite the second half of the poem, a clear and clear voice took a step ahead of her, and recited the second half of the poem in its entirety.

This voice was clearly Wan Dong's voice, and to Wan Youqi, it was so familiar and friendly.

The tears in Wan Youqi's eyes suddenly turned into tears, gushing out, "Is it a hallucination? Hallucinations are hallucinations. It's good to hear Xiaodong's voice again..."

Wan Youqi was whispering, a warm hand was lightly pressed on her shoulder, Wan Youqi shuddered violently, turned her head and looked over, and saw Wan Dong's eyes flashing With tears streaming down his face, he looked at her intently.

Wan Youqi exclaimed, jumped up abruptly, wiped the tears from her eyes hastily, and said with some embarrassment, "Yao Ting, so it was you... Ah! No, that poem just now..."

Wan Youqi suddenly reacted, the expression on her face changed drastically, and she looked at Wan Dong with shock.

Wan Dong smiled slightly and said, "It's been so many years, General Wan still remembers this poem?"

Wan Youqi nodded involuntarily. I'm afraid she will never forget this poem in her whole life.

"No! This poem, you...how did you know? This...it was written to me by Xiaodong back then, and only a few people knew about it, but Yaoting, you are in Yunzhong City, thousands of miles away. Li, how could..."

"Auntie!" Hearing Wan Youqi's murmur as if in a daze, Wan Dong finally couldn't help it, and with a cry, he knelt down in front of Wan Youqi with a plop, tears streaming down his face.

There seemed to be tens of thousands of electric currents hitting Wan Youqi all at once, Wan Youqi's delicate body trembled wildly, her feet uncontrollably retreated three steps in a row, the expression on her face changed, her beautiful eyes seemed to have changed Lost focus.

"You... what are you calling me?"

Wan Dong cried bitterly, "Auntie! I am the little Dong you miss day and night, Auntie..."

"You...what are you talking about? This...how is this possible? I..."

"Auntie, have you forgotten? I was only seven years old that year, and I had a high fever, and the doctors in the entire Tiandu Kingdom were helpless. You, who were guarding the border at the time, heard the news, and immediately took the three-leaf golden lotus with you. Three days and three nights, several groups of horses were exhausted and rushed back. My illness was cured, but you were severely punished by my father for leaving your post without permission. The more happy you laugh, the more you cry and laugh, and I still laugh at you, calling you crazy."

"How... how do you know these things?" Wan Youqi asked in a daze, in a daze.

Wan Dong didn't answer, and said, "Also, my mother has never been by my side since I was a child. Whenever I miss my mother, I can only sleep if you hug me. There are also hibiscus buns made by you, with thin skin and stuffing Big, I can eat a dozen in one go..."

"You...you are really my... my nephew Wan Dong!?" Wan Dong said so much in one breath, Wan Youqi wondered if all of this was going to die.What's more, although Wan Dong is in Xu Yaoting's body at this time, his eyes are exactly the same as Wan Youqi's impression.

"Auntie! It's my nephew who is unfilial, nephew... my nephew should have recognized you long ago. My nephew is confused, my nephew knows his mistake!"

"Xiaodong! My little Dong!" Wan Youqi couldn't restrain the excitement in her heart anymore, she opened her arms and rushed towards Wan Dong in the air.

The aunt and nephew hugged each other tightly, and their hearts were full of gratitude to God.

"You are really my Xiaodong, you really are!" The moment Wan Youqi saved Wan Dong, the last bit of doubt in Wan Youqi's heart disappeared.

The feeling of being connected by blood and mind is so strong and so real!

In an instant, all the doubts in Wan Youqi's heart disappeared.

No wonder the young Marquis has such a deep affection for Tiandu Kingdom, Tiandu Kingdom is his home!No wonder the young man respects her so much, he is simply her most beloved nephew!No wonder... no wonder...

Holding Wan Dong at this time, Wan Youqi wanted to cry out loud.God has mercy, God has mercy!

"Come on, let aunt take a look, let aunt take a good look!" Wan Youqi looked at Wan Dong's face carefully, although Wan Dong's face was completely different from before, but he was still so pleasing, Wan Youqi couldn't get enough of it.

The joy of regaining what was lost made Wan Youqi feel like a flat boat in a raging wind and waves, and it was difficult to calm down.

"Auntie, I'm sorry, I...I should have..." Facing Wan Youqi's eyes full of excitement and love, Wan Dong felt even more ashamed.

"No! Auntie should be the one to say I'm sorry. You have trusted Auntie so much since you were a child, but when you needed Auntie's support the most, Auntie...Xiaodong, you...you have suffered." Big drops of tears rolled down Wan Youqi's cheeks continuously.

The scene on the Yinlong Peak almost became Wan Youqi's nightmare. Over the past year, it has awakened her from a deep sleep countless times.Wan Youqi swore more than once that if time could be turned back, she would never let this tragedy happen again.

"Xiaodong, you...do you hate me?" Wan Youqi took a long breath, as if exhausting all her strength, before she asked this question.After asking, the pretty face was immediately shrouded in deep tension and apprehension, and even held her breath.