Douluo: Qian Daoliu has had a crush on me for a long time

Chapter 46 Qian Daoliu Comforts

"Grandma!" Ye Jingqiu felt her eyes go dark. She collapsed on Grandma Li's hands and burst into tears. "Grandma, what will happen to Qiuqiu after you leave—"

But no matter how much Ye Jingqiu cried this time, Grandma Li did not stand up and comfort her softly.

"Grandma--" Ye Jingqiu felt his heart aching. The scene of the two of them politely giving up a bowl of noodles in the village in those years was still vivid in his mind.

Grandma Li loved her very much. She kept all the good things for her and left them all to her. Grandma Li loved her as her own granddaughter.

Ye Jingqiu tried his best to restrain himself, but he couldn't control his tears.

Bibi Dong stood behind her with a distressed look on her face. She opened her mouth but said nothing in the end. She waved her hand, and then the maid in the room followed her to the room outside.

When the door closed, Ye Jingqiu stood up and hugged Grandma Li tightly.

Yue Guan looked worried, "Your Majesty, would you like to go and persuade the Saint?"

Bibi Dong shook her head gently. "Give her some time. After all, she is still a child. It is normal that she can't bear it in a short time. I believe in her." Bibi Dong's tone was firm.

It was getting dark, and the moonlight outside the window shone into the house. Bibi Dong sat on the sofa and stared at the closed door.

She let out a long sigh. She was also a soul master, and she could sense that Ye Jingqiu's movements had not changed from noon until now. If he was not still breathing, she would definitely not be able to sit here so calmly.

Gui Mei hesitated for a moment and then said, "Your Holiness, there are important matters that need your attention in the Spirit Hall tomorrow. Why don't you go back first and we will guard this place."

Bibi Dong was stunned, then lowered her head and saw the Pope's staff in her hand, which symbolized power. Now was no longer the time for her to be willful. She was the Pope of the Spirit Hall and had too many things to deal with.

Now I just hope Ye Jingqiu can cheer up soon.

Bibi Dong nodded slowly, then said, "Keep an eye on the Saint and don't let her do anything stupid."

"Don't worry, Your Holiness." Yue Guan and Gui Mei said respectfully.

Bibi Dong took one last look at the closed door, then sighed deeply and slowly left.

The room was dark.

Ye Jingqiu could clearly feel that Grandma Li under him was already cold.

She held Grandma Li's hand tightly, which was obviously stiff, but she still held it tightly. Her tears had dried up at this time.

It turned out that Grandma Li's health had been failing for a long time, but she hadn't noticed it for such a long time. She was unfilial. She was unfilial.

"Grandma, Qiuqiu is sorry for you. If I hadn't been there back then, you wouldn't have had such a hard time, and you wouldn't have died so early..."

Ye Jingqiu burst into tears.

Grandma Li has always lived a poor life. When her mother was still alive, although Grandma Li was poor, she would still take care of the flowers in her yard from time to time.

Later, after I started taking care of her, I ignored Hua and spent all day embroidering shoes and selling them for money.

Ye Jingqiu felt a deep sense of powerlessness in his heart.

Three days passed quickly.

Yue Guan hurriedly paced back and forth in the room. Gui Mei frowned, "Alright, you're not tired." Yue Guan quickly walked to his side, "The Saint Girl has been in there for three days. I don't know how she's doing. It's time to return to the Worship Hall."

Guimei frowned slightly, his eyes falling on the Ice Soul Master not far away.

Bibi Dong had long guessed that Ye Jingqiu would not come out so soon, so she asked the Ice Soul Master to come here to lower the temperature.

The ghost said, "It's okay as long as His Holiness is here. The situation is special and I'm sure the High Priest will understand."

Just as he finished speaking, the door opened and the man who came in was tall and straight, with platinum hair, starry eyes, sword-like eyebrows, and a somewhat cold expression.

The people in the room saluted quickly, "Grand Honored One—"

Yue Guan's gaze fell behind Qian Daoliu. At this time, Bibi Dong was looking at the room with a worried look on his face. Yue Guan was a little surprised that this great priest could not come to the Pope's Palace once a year.

He actually came in person this time. It seems he is here to look for Ye Jingqiu?
Yue Guan breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he must value Ye Jingqiu as a student very much. It seemed that she would not be wronged in the Worship Hall.

Qian Daoliu ignored them, walked quickly forward and pushed the door open. The curtains in the room were drawn and it was pitch black.

Qian Daoliu frowned slightly, turned around and closed the door, blocking everyone's gaze.

Ye Jingqiu was kneeling beside the bed, her head resting on Grandma Li's arm. Her eyes were swollen like walnuts. Even though the door was opened, she still didn't move.

"Ye Jingqiu." Qian Daoliu's somewhat cold voice sounded.

"You said you wanted to become the strongest spirit master, and you've put so much into it. Now you're feeling so down and out, are you really worthy of all your efforts?"

Ye Jingqiu did not move.

Qian Daoliu took a deep breath and said, "People have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, and the moon waxes and wanes. It is impossible to have everything at once."

After a pause, he slowly walked forward and squatted in front of Ye Jingqiu, saying softly, "Your aunt said that Grandma Li treated you very well and raised you well. Have you ever considered that she doesn't want you to be devastated?"

Ye Jingqiu thought of the last words Grandma Li said. She hoped that she would be well and happy.

Ye Jingqiu's eyes suddenly turned red. She turned around and threw herself into Qian Daoliu's arms, her body shaking uncontrollably. "Great Master, my grandmother is dead. I will never have a grandmother again..."

Qian Daoliu paused slightly, his hands were a little stiff, and after hesitating for a while, he reached out and gently put his arms around Ye Jingqiu, just holding her quietly, without any extra movements.

He felt his chest soaked with tears. Qian Daoliu was stunned for a moment and sighed deeply, "Ye Jingqiu, I'm 150 years old now. I've lost too many loved ones. I know you're feeling very sad, but this is something every one of us has to go through."

Ye Jingqiu's body trembled even more violently. She clutched the clothes on Qian Daoliu's back tightly with both hands. "Great Priest, but I still feel so uncomfortable. Grandma loves me the most. If I had known earlier, I would have spent more time with her."

Qian Daoliu's deep voice rang out, "You still have your aunt by your side. Although grandma is gone, there are still many people who love you. Don't let them worry, okay?"

Ye Jingqiu fell to the ground in a mess, roaring loudly and hoarsely, heartbreakingly.

Qian Daoliu took a deep breath. For some reason, he felt particularly uncomfortable at this moment. He whispered, "I'll give you three more days. You can do whatever you want during these three days, but after three days, you must return to the Worship Hall with me to continue special training."

Ye Jingqiu cried inconsolably and did not say a word.

Qian Daoliu hesitantly reached out and touched her head.

(End of this chapter)