At this, Han Litong grew even more curious: "What? Yun Peng got married? How could this be possible? What kind of woman is she? Is she better than my Jue’er?"
The expression on Han Qingjue’s face instantly froze into ice, and her voice turned cold as well: "Absolutely impossible!"
Han Qingjue was sowhat irritated, but she didn’t want to lose face, so she quickly said, "It’s an ugly woman with a birthmark on her face, who was insulted and is carrying soone else’s child. Yun Peng must have gone mad to marry her! There must be sothing going on, maybe he’s in trouble! He must have had no choice!"
Han Litong paused slightly, a swift flicker of complex emotion passed through her eyes, then she asked with a smile: "A birthmark? What kind of birthmark? On her face? Indeed, that is quite unattractive. But what place is the Capital City of Nanyao Country, and could Yun Peng encounter any trouble? My silly child, he’s a Level 6 Purple Fla expert, even I’m not his match, and in the entire Spirit Cultivation Realm, there aren’t even ten people who can be his opponents, what trouble could he have?"
"Perhaps... he’s been poisoned? No, I must go and see!" Han Qingjue didn’t want to continue talking with her mother. Since they had been mother and daughter for so many years, how could she not know her mother’s temperant, who always acted indifferent, even concerning her daughter’s lifelong matters, treating them like jokes. Sotis she really wondered if her mother had a heart!
Obviously, she was also very, very good to her, even doted on her, giving her whatever she wanted, but despite being her biological mother, there was always a slight lack of closeness.
Han Qingjue walked right past Han Litong, completely uninterested in saying another word to her.
Han Litong didn’t care about her attitude at all, the child had grown up, had her own thoughts, and she indeed felt there was nothing to worry about.
She did recall that woman with the birthmark on her face, which indeed was rather unattractive.
She shook off those thoughts, quickly casting aside those unpleasant mories. It was all in the past, how many years have gone by, past events were like a dream.
In this world, there is never a reset button.
If she hadn’t gone for the arranged marriage initially, but instead married Brother Fengxi, then she wouldn’t have had the later nightmare of a life.
Brother Fengxi exchanged his life for her rebirth, now she had everything except for missing the one person who was no longer there.
Han Litong walked alone into the desolate and empty palace, the cold loneliness of Beihan Palace seed to mirror Brother Fengxi’s mood back then.
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Capital City of Nanyao Country.
Just two days ago, An Chuxue was gossiping with Han Jing about Han Yan pleading with Han Yuxiao and being refused, and now she had heard sothing even more extraordinary.
Even Han Jing couldn’t hold back, incredulous: "What did you say? Su Xingyan... has beco a monk?"
An Chuxue took a sip of water, nodding repeatedly: "Yes, I’m telling you, when I first heard about this, I wondered if there was sothing wrong with my ears. So, I even specifically asked around, and guess what I found out?"
An Chuxue then told Han Jing what she had heard about the events at Prince Ling Mansion two days ago. The Prince Mansion had beco a ss, so it was easy to find out what happened there.
An Chuxue shook her head: "Now I finally know what it ans when they say ’one is the architect of one’s own downfall’!"
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