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Chapter 779 Xianjing’s Past

Chapter 779 Qian Xianjing’s Past ([-])
What makes me even more horrified is that she looks exactly like Empress Tushan, as if they were carved from the same mold!
But that innate temperament made me know from the first moment I saw her that she was not Empress Tushan!
Her beauty is fresh and refined, like a fairy, emerging from the mud without being stained. Her beauty is breathtaking, but it also makes people care about her. She wants to hold it in the palm of her hand and love her with all her life's efforts.

The beauty of Empress Tushan is enchanting, unforgettable, more charming than beauty, the kind of beauty that can captivate people's hearts, like a monster or stunner who accidentally fell into the world!

I don't need to listen to other people's words. I can recognize her just by looking at her. She is not someone else. She is the last saint of Southern Xinjiang, the wife Yun Tianjue forcibly married, the mistress of the Yun family, the one who jumped out of my previous life. Looking at the moon... mother.

In the previous memory fragments, I have never been able to remember her appearance, and I have even forgotten her appearance. But now, when I really see her, I recognize her at the first sight.

She is my mother, my mother who endured humiliation, never got what she asked for, and was so heartbroken that she abandoned me in the end and left me alone in southern Xinjiang!
God knows how excited I was when I saw her appear in my dream.

God knows, at this moment, how much I want to rush forward, hug her hard, and tell her not to die!

Who can know that in this dream, I looked at myself, who was only over one year old, holding a small flower basket in my hand, standing in the crowd, being held up by the stars, smiling so sweetly, and I felt so happy in my heart. How painful.

If time could stay at this moment, this minute, this second, maybe many things in the future would not happen, maybe...

I will live as Yun Tianjue expects, become the true and supreme saint of Southern Xinjiang, marry Qian Xianjing according to the rules, and take over the seal of the pinnacle of power in Southern Xinjiang.

However, there is no if.

It wasn't until this moment, when I saw my mother's true appearance, that I suddenly understood why Tushan Lady appeared in Southern Xinjiang and the significance of her appearance in Southern Xinjiang.

Southern Xinjiang claims to be the descendants of the gods, the most important bloodline, and they consider themselves to be the descendants of gods. If they don't have the power to overcome all opinions, it is absolutely impossible for the demon clan to mix in, let alone accept other ethnic groups.

Qian Xianjing and Qian Xianling showed how much they looked down on the demon clan, and how much they looked down on me as a half-demon bloodline. It would be incredible for Tushan Empress to be able to live in Southern Xinjiang.

If I guessed correctly, the reason why Yuntian Jue forcibly married my mother was not just because of the marriage contract, but also because of his love that he was too shy to express in words.

He loves my mother, but he is also jealous and hates her. He hates that she has someone else in her heart, hates that she "transferred love", and even hates that he cannot love her.

That's why after my mother's death, she acted taciturn and indifferent, but every day and night after that, she vented all her resentment on me, asking me to share the burden!
Tushan Empress, for him, might be a mascot, a substitute?

Or maybe a face like my mother's can make him numb himself and pretend that my mother jumped off the moon platform, but in fact she didn't die with hatred at all?

I don't know, let alone guess.

But what is certain is that Yuntian Jue's method of making things difficult for others has not changed. Empress Tushan has always stayed in southern Xinjiang, which may not be what she wishes.

(End of this chapter)

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