Douluo: A Century-old Legend I Am the Second Uncle Chenxin

Chapter 1337: The mistress and the illegitimate daughter, the master and the disciple?

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The green jade wine pot in Xia Qingyun's hand glowed with a warm luster under the moonlight, as if holding a hint of flowing fragrance.

She walked leisurely through the garden corridor and saw two graceful figures standing quietly on the stone steps under the eaves.

Yang Jingxue raised her sleeves slightly, and together with Na Ruoyun beside her, she greeted Xia Qingyun with a smile.

Xia Qingyun came to the Chen family this time with only Ruoyun; Ximen Xiaoran and Ma Tianyang came on their own.

Na Ruoyun came here this time to discuss the affairs of Sagittarius Academy with Yang Jingxue.

Before this, Yang Jingxue had planned to go to that house in person, but later she was too busy, so she sent a letter and invited Na Ruoyun to come there to discuss.

This time, Ruoyun followed along.

Both of them are rare Titled Douluo of the Arrow Class, and both are women, with an age difference of only seven or eight years. They live in the same era and have a deep friendship in the past.

At this moment, the silver-scale soft armor on their bodies rose and fell with their breathing, and in the interweaving of light and shadow, it reflected the heroic figure of them who had shot the eagle together and were full of vigor and vitality.

Just now, they were talking enthusiastically about Sagittarius College under the sycamore tree in the small backyard garden. The chattering seemed to stir up the fragrance of the flowers in the garden.

At this moment, Xue Chuxin and Xue Churan walked out slowly and shouted crisply, "Sister, please stay!"

Xia Qingyun's eyelashes trembled slightly, and the corners of her eyes swept over the two sisters like butterfly wings. The wine jug in her hand shook slightly, and the purple wine in the jug flowed like a lively stream, making a crisp sound.

She raised the corners of her lips and said calmly, "Let's go, it's time to meet him."

Who did he want to see? Of course, it was Xue Chuxin's daughter Xue Shiqiong.

This was one of the conditions that Xia Qingyun agreed to when Xue Chuxin took action.

According to the plot in the storybook, in this situation, when the mistress returns home, she will of course meet the illegitimate daughter who is "living among the people".

In the Chen Mansion, an Old Testament appointment is quietly beginning.

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Before leaving, Xia Qingyun deliberately left Na Ruoyun aside and asked her to wait for a while.

She didn't want Na Ruoyun, who was completely unaware of the situation, to get involved in matters involving the past and secrets of the Chen Mansion.

After saying that, Xia Qingyun took Yang Jingxue and the Xue sisters with him, walked through the winding corridors, crossed the numerous courtyards, and headed towards Xue Chuxin's residence.

When the moonlight, like water, quietly flowed over the eaves, the four of them had already arrived at Xue Chuxin's courtyard.

As you step into the main hall, a mist of ambergris rises and permeates the air like a layer of gauze, adding a touch of mystery to the slightly cold atmosphere.

Xue Shiqiong sat upright in a carved rosewood chair, her posture dignified, like a quietly blooming white lotus.

The silver tassels in her hair (to cover up the small tuft of silver hair) trembled gently in the candlelight, as if a lively elf was dancing.

Under that plain white skirt, there was a phoenix-like figure walking, which should have made clear and pleasant sounds when she walked, but at this moment the hall was silent, with only the sound of her faint breathing.

However, the slightly open left lapel inadvertently revealed half of a gilded necklace, which flickered with an inexplicable dim light under the dim candlelight, as if telling of her heartbeat beneath her gentle appearance.

Ji Tiantian, who was standing next to Xue Shiqiong, had her hair tied up in a double-ringed bun, and the emerald beads in her hair were fluttering with her rapid breathing.

Her little face flushed with nervousness and her eyes showed anxiety.

And there was another person sitting on the pineapple tea circle chair opposite Xue Shiqiong, drinking tea leisurely.

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Suddenly, the sound of bells and chimes was heard, as clear and pleasant as heavenly music, breaking the silence in the hall.

I saw a woman in crimson palace dress, walking towards me with graceful steps, stepping on the bright light on the ground.

Her wide sleeves fluttered, revealing the most supreme model of the Cloud and Water Three Thousand Bracelets on her wrist - the Star Track Dew Bracelet.

Following her were the Xue sisters and Yang Jingxue.

Xia Qingyun's eyes were moving, just like the moon reflected in a cold pond, clear and deep.

The moment she glanced at the golden butterfly on Ji Tiantian's temples, the corners of her lips curled up slightly, revealing a hint of a smile.

The little girl felt a chill running up from the soles of her feet and penetrating into her bones in an instant.

She subconsciously moved her embroidered shoes back half an inch without leaving a trace, and the tangled gold thread became tangled in a ball around her apricot-yellow cuffs, just like her troubled mood at the moment.

The white fingertips pinched the silk tightly, causing wrinkles in the silk.

She mustered up the courage to look up, and met Xia Qingyun's eyes that seemed to see through her and were as deep as the abyss.

Her almond-shaped eyes opened wide like a frightened fawn, and her body began to tremble slightly involuntarily.

She subconsciously moved closer to her mother Xue Shiqiong, raised her eyes slightly and looked at her mother, but was stunned for a moment.

In the past, Xue Shiqiong was always as cool and pure as a fairy from the Moon Palace, exuding an otherworldly aura that seemed detached from this world.

But at this moment, a dazed and changing look appeared on her face, and her eyes showed dementia and confusion. She had lost her usual delicate mind and calm temperament, and her whole body seemed as if her soul had been taken away.

At this moment, Mu Lingyun, who was sitting on the Huanghuali armchair, slowly stood up. She had a graceful figure, but also looked a bit experienced in the vicissitudes of life.

She bowed to Xia Qingyun and called softly, "Sister-in-law!"

Xia Qingyun raised his chin slightly, his phoenix eyes swept across, his gaze fell on the fine lines at the end of Mu Lingyun's eyes, and nodded: "Your cultivation is slow, look at your skin, tut tut tut, miserable!"

Mu Lingyun looked nearly fifty years old, but she was still a high-level soul saint. Assisting soul masters in cultivation was difficult, and the years had left traces on her face.

Hearing Xia Qingyun's words, Mu Lingyun first laughed out loud in anger, and then revealed a bitter smile.

She said helplessly, "This is all thanks to you! You just walked away and left a mess behind. The 360 ​​properties of the family...!"

Come to think of it, since Xia Qingyun, the mistress of the first house, did not care about anything, she, the wife of the second house, had to take charge, and the matter of cultivation was naturally put aside.

Xia Qingyun's expression remained unchanged, without any embarrassment. She just waved her hand impatiently and said, "Alright, alright, I owe you a favor."

When Mu Lingyun heard this, a relieved smile suddenly appeared on her face, and she said, "Okay, just your words are enough."

At this time, Xue Churan walked over. She never expected that Mu Lingyun was also here. After a slight pause, she still greeted Mu Lingyun politely.

Yang Jingxue also came up and greeted Mu Lingyun, whispering to her in a very friendly manner.

Xue Churan curled her lips in disdain.

A few days ago, Mu Lingyun returned to Chenlin Village.

This time, she was not idle, and plunged into the village's financial affairs, sorting out the complicated information one by one until it was clear and organized;
The personnel involved in finance were also carefully reorganized and re-arranged;

He also set about setting up a professional and efficient finance department, laying a solid foundation for the financial operations of the entire Chen family.

This morning, Mu Lingyun rushed back exhausted.

In addition to her mother-in-law Bo Xian'er, she also returned with her daughter-in-law Ma Suyun.

So, it was a coincidence that Ma Tianyang met Ma Suyun today.

At the same time, a large number of people followed them from Chenlin Village to the Duke's Mansion.

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Xia Qingyun walked up to the main seat without hesitation and sat down calmly.

Under the illumination of the candlelight, the Kunlun jade mat glowed with a fiery red color, making her face even more beautiful.

She sat there quietly, her eyes fixed on Xue Shiqiong, a meaningful smile on her lips, but she said nothing.

Xue Shiqiong's slightly inappropriate expression naturally did not escape Xue Chuxin's eyes.

This child is usually very smart, why is he so stupid today?
Xue Chuxin frowned slightly, coughed lightly, and said, "Shiqiong, why don't you serve tea?!"

Xue Shiqiong seemed to have woken up from a dream. When she came to her senses, her heart trembled violently.

She hurried to the tea table, her slender fingers tightly grasping the ice-cracked porcelain cup.

She held the teacup in both hands and walked slowly to Xia Qingyun's seat.

She first looked at Xia Qingyun, with an indescribable complex emotion in her eyes.

Then, she slowly knelt down on her knees, and an ice lotus instantly bloomed on the three-inch frost-patterned brick under her knees, crystal clear, like a dreamy flower.

Her feathery eyelashes trembled slightly, as if frost flowers were falling, with a kind of touching tenderness.

She offered the teacup with both hands and said softly, "Madam, please have some tea!"

Although the voice was soft, it was clearly audible in the quiet hall.

Xia Qingyun raised her hand slightly, took the teacup, and lightly tapped the edge of the cup with her fingertips, as if playing a silent piece of music.

She took a sip of tea, nodded slightly, and said, "The tea is well cut. Get up."

Xue Shiqiong stood up and raised her eyes. The mist in her eyes dissipated instantly, as if the clouds had cleared and the sun was shining, revealing clear eyes.

She exuded a scholarly temperament and said softly, "Shiqiong only has this little skill. I'm glad you don't think it's degraded. It's an honor for Shiqiong to serve you tea and kowtow twice!"

Twice? When she said this, everyone in the hall was confused and looked at each other, wondering what the deep meaning of her words was.

Xia Qingyun narrowed her eyes slightly, the golden light in her eyes was like the dawn, and she smiled gently: "It seems that you are not stupid."

Xue Shiqiong bowed slightly and said respectfully, "Master's eyes are black with gold, unique and only Shiqiong has seen them."

"Although I have never had the honor of seeing your face beneath your veil, your temperament and appearance have long been deeply imprinted in my heart and are hard to forget."

"Now that I think about it, it's because you've remained beautiful and charming over the past decade."

Xia Qingyun smiled brightly, with the scent of Shen Shuixiang: "You are good at talking, and you are so sweet. I like it!"

Xue Shiqiong's words were like a raging storm, hitting the hearts of the other women in the hall.

The secret contained in those words created huge waves in everyone's hearts.

Yang Jingxue was struck hard by lightning and was completely stunned.

There was a little person in her heart screaming wildly: "Fuck, mistress and illegitimate daughter, master and disciple? Is this true?!"

"That's too much information! It's so fun to eat this melon!"

Her eyes moved back and forth between Xia Qingyun and Xue Shiqiong. It was so ridiculous, too ridiculous. Her gossip spirit was burning.

Mu Lingyun also thought to herself that it was outrageous. Then she glanced at Xue Chuxin with a slight curl of her lips.

Xue Chuxin only felt a buzzing sound in her head, and her heart seemed to be tightly entangled by countless hemp ropes, numb and tangled.

(End of this chapter)