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Winter Passes, Spring Arrives. A new year has come once again.
At this moment, it is the early spring when all things revive. The grass is lush, the air is filled with the essence of spring, and the gentle breeze flows softly.
The Golden Sunshine hanging in the sky radiates warmth that is always so comforting.
In the Morning and Evening Palace, flowers are blooming everywhere—peonies, roses, magnolias, and more.
The Floral Array bursts forth in a riot of colors—fiery reds, vibrant blues, and pure whites. The variety is abundant, and the colors are dazzlingly beautiful.
Yet, none of this beauty compares to the striking figure of a woman dressed in white athletic attire in the garden.
She has a complexion like a lotus flower, unadorned yet radiant like the morning sun reflecting off snow.
Her brows resemble distant mountains, her bright eyes and white teeth give her an ethereal beauty.
The white outfit hugs her graceful figure, exuding both elegance and a sense of spirited vigor.
At this moment, she holds a slender soft sword in her hand.
In her grasp, the sword seems alive, moving with incredible speed and glinting coldly.
The woman is Graceful as a startled swan, flowing like a dragon amidst the blooming flowers in the garden, captivating all who gaze upon her.
This woman is none other than Le Yao Yao!
It has been five years since Leng Junyu left Le Yao Yao, and she has transformed from a delicate girl into a mother who has mastered impressive martial arts skills.
Over these years, Le Yao Yao has faced hardships without fear. Besides spending time with her son, she has devoted all her thoughts to practicing martial arts, as if she wants to fill the void left by her longing for Leng Junyu through training.
Every day, she rises early and sleeps late, exhausting herself to the point of feeling as if she has fought a battle.
Because, in the years since losing Leng Junyu, the longing for him had not faded with time; instead, it had grown stronger.
So much so that many nights, when the world was quiet, Le Yao Yao's heart would ache faintly.
It felt as if a corner of her heart was missing, and that corner would never be filled again by anyone...
Although every day was exhausting for her, Le Yao Yao's martial skills had progressed remarkably.
Even the Tianshan Daoist, who had been teaching her, looked at Le Yao Yao with newfound respect.
After all, when Le Yao Yao first expressed her desire to learn martial arts, the Tianshan Daoist had not refused, considering she was Leng Junyu's beloved.
However, at that time, the Tianshan Daoist thought Le Yao Yao would only learn a few moves before giving up, and her frail body did not seem suited for martial training.
Unexpectedly, the outcome was far beyond anyone's expectations.
In addition to being shocked, the Tianshan Daoist felt a deep sense of satisfaction.
Thus, he entrusted all his lifelong martial arts to Le Yao Yao.
Le Yao Yao did not disappoint him; in just four short years, she had mastered skills comparable to those of the Tianshan Daoist.
At this moment, Le Yao Yao was practicing the new martial arts technique that the Tianshan Daoist had just taught her.
The spring breeze was gentle and the sunlight warm; although it wasn't hot outside, after practicing for an entire morning, Le Yao Yao was already drenched in sweat, her clothes heavy with moisture.
Yet, she showed no signs of stopping until a clear and crisp voice broke through her concentration and made her pause mid-movement.
"Mother."
"Xuan?"
Hearing the crisp voice of a child, Le Yao Yao immediately sheathed her soft sword and handed it to a nearby eunuch. She then turned to face the little boy who was rushing toward her.
The boy ran quickly, and before long, he reached Le Yao Yao. Just a few steps away from her, he suddenly stumbled and fell forward.
"Ah, Mother..."
The little boy exclaimed, and just as he was about to hit the ground, a pair of long, fair hands swiftly appeared and caught him in a warm embrace.
"Xuan, are you okay!? How many times have I told you not to run so fast? What if you get hurt?"
Holding the chubby, warm little body in her arms, Le Yao Yao frowned slightly, her eyes filled with concern, though her tone carried a hint of reproach.
Upon hearing Le Yao Yao's words, Leng Yixuan pouted his small mouth and blinked his adorable big eyes before softly saying with a hint of grievance, "But I missed you, Mother. Please don’t be angry."
Leng Yixuan put on a deliberately spoiled expression; his eyes inherited from her were sparkling and innocent, making him look incredibly cute.
Seeing this, any trace of reproach that Le Yao Yao had felt moments ago vanished completely.
"You..."
Le Yao Yao helplessly pinched Leng Yixuan's tiny nose, her beautiful eyes filled with deep affection.
Her gaze remained fixed on the adorable little one before her.
In just five years—neither long nor short—this little one had grown from a tiny infant in swaddling clothes to a lively child who could run and jump.
Although this little one only reached her knees now, he looked just like a miniature version of Leng Junyu.
His small round face was as smooth and flawless as if it were made of fine jade, resembling a freshly cracked egg.
Although her eyebrows were light, it was already evident that they would grow into a beautiful pair of Sword Brows.
Her little nose was high and cute, and that adorable small mouth resembled the cherry blossoms on the branches in December, simply stunning.
As for that lovely Little Face, among its features, only those sparkling eyes were inherited from Le Yao Yao.
So, when Le Yao Yao looked at this familiar and adorable face before her, she couldn't help but think of someone...
It had been five years; he had been gone from her for five years.
During these five years, the child had grown up, and she had also changed quite a bit.
However, her feelings for him would never change.
In this life, they could not be husband and wife, but perhaps in the next life...
Thinking of this, Le Yao Yao's eyes became a bit dazed and nostalgic.
Beside her, Leng Yixuan felt neglected and couldn't stand it any longer.
After all, she was his mother; he wouldn't allow her to think of anyone else!
With that thought in mind, Leng Yixuan reached out to shake Le Yao Yao's hand, pouting his Small Mouth in a spoiled manner as he said,
"Mommy, Xuan is hungry."
"Alright, let's go get something to eat."
"Yes, Mommy is the best."
Hearing Leng Yixuan's sweet voice and seeing his joyful little face made Le Yao Yao's heart feel warm and sweet.
Holding hands, they slowly led the little one to the side of the Pavilion and sat down. Xue Ping and Xue Li, the two sisters, had already prepared various snacks and fruits for Le Yao Yao and her companions.
"Here, Xuan, have some Milk Cake. Aunt Xueping made this herself! Don’t you love Milk Cake?"
"No, Xuan, first try the Osmanthus Cake that Aunt Xue Li made. This Osmanthus Cake is fragrant and crispy; it’s really delicious!"
As soon as Leng Yixuan sat down, Xue Ping and Xue Li began to compete for her attention, eagerly offering her their homemade treats. The Pavilion was lively with their chatter.
This scene had played out countless times before, so Le Yao Yao was used to it and simply smiled.
Leng Yixuan was undeniably adorable, like a pure little angel. With just a gentle smile, she captivated everyone around her—young and old alike.
If she furrowed her brows slightly, everyone would be ready to go to great lengths just to see her smile again.
Seeing so many people fond of Leng Yixuan naturally made her mother proud.
As Leng Yixuan raised her innocent face amidst the playful competition between Xue Ping and Xue Li, she took a bite of the Milk Cake offered by Xue Ping and then a bite of the Osmanthus Cake made by Xue Li. Her small mouth puffed up adorably, instantly melting the hearts of everyone present.
"Wow, even the way Xuan eats is so cute! I can’t take it anymore; I think I’m in love with Xuan! What should I do?!"
Xue Li exclaimed dreamily as she gazed at Leng Yixuan, her eyes sparkling with affection.
Le Yao Yao couldn’t help but chuckle at her friend’s reaction and teased, "You better not let Xing hear that; otherwise, he might get jealous!"
"Pfft! Let him be jealous; I hope he drowns in his jealousy!"
Xue Li scoffed at Le Yao Yao's words. She pretended to be indifferent on the surface, but everyone knew she was just saving face.
After all, both Le Yao Yao and Xue Ping were well aware of how hard Xue Li had pursued Xing back in the day.
At that time, Xue Li was concerned about Star, bringing meals and gifts, yet Star remained unmoved.
In the end, it was only after Star had a fever that Xue Li's attentive care gradually touched him.
Later, after Star recovered, it was Xue Li who fell ill.
Naturally, Star felt both guilty and moved, and it was his turn to take care of Xue Li.
Through this back-and-forth, sparks finally flew between the two.
Eventually, Le Yao Yao took charge and brought them together as a couple.
Since both Star and Xue Li were orphans saved by Leng Junyu, they chose to stay by Le Yao Yao's side after their marriage.
At this moment, seeing Xue Li's stubborn demeanor, Le Yao Yao exchanged glances with Xue Ping and smiled lightly.
"Hey, are you serious? If Star hears this, he'll be heartbroken. Don't you care about him at all?!"
Le Yao Yao feigned surprise as she spoke. Upon hearing this, Xue Li pouted her red lips and continued to act tough.
"Pfft, who cares about him? I don't care about him at all!"
"Oh really?!"
Xue Ping chimed in with curiosity.
"Of course it's true."
Xue Li affirmed confidently.
Upon hearing this, Le Yao Yao seemed to have spotted something interesting. With a wide grin on her face, she called out to someone behind Xue Li.
"Hey, Xing!? You're here?!"
"Ah!? Xing!? Xing has come!?"
Upon hearing Le Yao Yao's words, Xue Li, who had originally appeared indifferent, suddenly turned her head in a flurry, looking anxious as if she had been startled like a hen.
However, when she saw that there was no one behind her, Xue Li realized she had been tricked.
Her pretty face flushed with embarrassment and anger.
"Hmph! You said you didn't care about Xing! So why are you so nervous now?!"
"Hmph! I'm not talking to you anymore! You just like to mess with me!"
Xue Li's cheeks turned red as she huffed in frustration and shyly turned away.
Le Yao Yao and Xue Ping exchanged knowing smiles at this.
"It seems Xue Li is having a spat with Xing!"
Xue Ping said softly.
After all, Xue Ping was perceptive and could quickly pick up on many things.
Hearing this, Le Yao Yao's eyes sparkled as she sighed.
"A couple that teases each other is the hallmark of a perfect marriage!"
It's just a pity that in this lifetime, she would never have the chance to live a playful life like an ordinary couple with Cosmic Thought.
The most heartbreaking thing in this world is when two people in love are separated by fate...
Thinking of this, Le Yao Yao felt a faint pain in her heart.
However, she didn't want others to see her vulnerability, so in front of everyone, Le Yao Yao always presented an optimistic demeanor, her smile never fading.
At this moment, Xue Li had not yet returned, probably shyly hiding somewhere.
After Leng Yixuan finished eating, Xue Ping stayed behind to accompany him in flying kites.
Meanwhile, Le Yao Yao remained inside the Pavilion, holding a small knife and slowly peeling an apple.
She first removed the skin, then carefully cut a small piece, using toothpicks to skewer it into bite-sized pieces for others to enjoy.
However, while Le Yao Yao was busy with the apple, she suddenly heard the joyful laughter of Leng Yixuan turn into cries as he fell to the ground. The sound startled Le Yao Yao so much that she accidentally cut her finger with the knife, but she was still unaware of it.
Hastily putting down the knife, Le Yao Yao rushed towards Leng Yixuan.
"What happened?! Did you hurt yourself?! Let me see!"
Leaning down, Le Yao Yao frantically turned Leng Yixuan's small body over and anxiously checked him with worried eyes, fearing that he might have injured himself.
After all, this child was a piece of her heart and the only bloodline she had; she couldn't let him suffer even the slightest harm.
As Le Yao Yao thought about this, her heart raced and she felt like crying.
However, seeing Le Yao Yao so worried about him made Leng Yixuan stop crying despite his tear-streaked face and red nose.
He reached out his small, tender hand and gently touched Le Yao Yao's cheek. Sniffling, he softly said in his baby voice,
"Mommy, don't cry. Xuan just fell and it hurt a little. It doesn't hurt anymore now, so please don’t cry..."
"Uh..."
Hearing Leng Yixuan's words, Le Yao Yao realized that she had unknowingly shed tears.
Now, upon hearing Leng Yixuan's voice, Le Yao Yao quickly wiped the tears from her face, and with a slight smile, she said to Leng Yixuan, "Alright, my dear, don’t cry. If Xuan doesn’t cry, then Mommy won’t cry either. Did you hurt somewhere? Let Mommy blow on it. It’ll feel better, okay?"
"Yes, Mommy, Xuan is not hurt anymore."
Fearing that Le Yao Yao would worry, Leng Yixuan gritted his teeth and immediately shook his head.
The stubborn look on his face, clearly in pain yet trying to hold back, reminded Le Yao Yao of someone else and made her heart ache.
Her feelings for Leng Yixuan were a mix of love and pain.
Wrapping her arms around him, Le Yao Yao lifted Leng Yixuan entirely and carried him to sit down at the Pavilion without saying a word.
Just then, a lanky figure in white appeared. Upon seeing Le Yao Yao and Leng Yixuan at the Pavilion, he smiled and said, "So this is where you are!"
"Uncle Bai!"
Hearing that gentle and refined voice, Leng Yixuan immediately turned to look. His tear-streaked little face instantly blossomed into a radiant smile upon seeing the visitor.
That brilliant smile was so pure and clean, like a beautiful sunflower.
Such a beautiful and clean smile was something no one in the world could resist!
Seeing this, the newcomer’s smile deepened as he bent slightly and tightly embraced the little one who had leaped into his lap, lifting him effortlessly onto his shoulder.
Leng Yixuan loved being carried on someone's shoulder because it made him feel grown-up and allowed him to see more of the world around him.
Leng Yixuan sat on Dongfang Bai's shoulder, laughing continuously with a light-hearted "giggle."
"Giggle, Uncle Bai is amazing, giggle..."
"Haha..."
Seeing Leng Yixuan's excited and happy demeanor, a deeper smile spread across Dongfang Bai's handsome face.
Dongfang Bai was dressed in a snow-white long robe, his black hair casually tied back with a white headband, while the rest flowed freely down his back, darkening his shoulders.
Despite this, it did not diminish his extraordinary charm!
At that moment, as he carried the delicate little one on his shoulder, both their faces radiated such bright and beautiful smiles. This scene looked like a beautiful painting, captivating enough to make one unable to look away.
Le Yao Yao watched this with an expression full of uncontainable joy and satisfaction.
Eventually, when Dongfang Bai and Leng Yixuan grew tired from playing and Leng Yixuan became sleepy, Xue Ping picked her up to take a nap. In an instant, only Le Yao Yao and Dongfang Bai remained in the pavilion.
"Brother Bai, you’ve lost quite a bit of weight in the three months since we last met."
Le Yao Yao said to Dongfang Bai with her beautiful eyes sparkling.
Over the years, Le Yao Yao knew that Dongfang Bai had not been doing well either.
Although he had become incredibly wealthy and his medical clinics were flourishing, he still had not given up on searching for his sister.
In the past, it was said that he received news that his sister had been sold to Great Xia. Since then, he had continuously sent people to search for her there.
His medical clinics gradually spread throughout Great Xia.
Three months ago, Dongfang Bai received news that it seemed his sister had appeared in some town. He immediately went there and only returned now.
However, seeing Dongfang Bai's slender figure, Le Yao Yao knew that he was once again left with empty hopes.
Noticing the faint sorrow in Dongfang Bai's expression, Le Yao Yao immediately offered words of comfort.
"Brother Bai, while finding your sister is important, you also need to take care of yourself. Besides, everything in this world is arranged by fate. A good person like you, Brother Bai, I believe heaven will not let you down."
"Hehe, Le Yao Yao, you always know how to comfort me."
Hearing Le Yao Yao's words and realizing her concern for him warmed Dongfang Bai's heart. He smiled and said.
Seeing a small knife on the table, Dongfang Bai picked it up out of boredom. However, when he noticed the bloodstains on the knife, his brow furrowed. His gaze shifted to Le Yao Yao, and upon seeing the blood on her hand, he grew anxious. Without thinking, he reached out and grasped her small hand tightly, saying urgently.
"How could you be so careless and cut your hand?!"
Dongfang Bai exclaimed anxiously.
At his words, Le Yao Yao finally remembered that she had cut her finger while peeling an apple earlier. She had been so worried about Leng Yixuan that she hadn’t paid attention to her own injury.
Gradually, she had forgotten about it.
Now, with Dongfang Bai's reminder, Le Yao Yao's expression changed as she realized what had happened. A look of surprise crossed her beautiful eyes.
Although the cut wasn't deep, it hadn't stopped bleeding. Now blood was dripping from her hand onto the table and into the teacup…
No wonder she felt something wet on her hand earlier; it turned out she had lost so much blood.
Though surprised at the situation, seeing Dongfang Bai so anxious made her smile slightly.
"Brother Bai, it's just a little blood. You don't need to worry too much."
Dongfang Bai merely shot Le Yao Yao a glare, his annoyance evident.
For someone as handsome and ethereal as Dongfang Bai, who seemed untouched by the mundane world, it was amusing to see him resort to such glaring.
Le Yao Yao couldn't help but soften her expression and smile.
Her smile was so pure and bright, like clear stream water, warm sunlight, and delicate flowers—so beautiful that it captivated Dongfang Bai, leaving him momentarily spellbound.
He didn't even notice when the small knife he held slipped from his hand.
It wasn't until he felt a sharp pain in his palm that he snapped back to reality.
"Ah, Brother Bai, you're bleeding!"
"Uh..."
Hearing Le Yao Yao's words, Dongfang Bai looked down and realized that the edge of the knife had cut into his hand.
Crimson blood trickled down his palm, slowly sliding down until it dripped onto the table and the teacup...
"Brother Bai, you really need to be more careful!"
Seeing the blood still flowing from Dongfang Bai's hand, Le Yao Yao furrowed her brows, her eyes filled with concern.
In that moment, both Le Yao Yao and Dongfang Bai forgot about the pain in his hand.
Because looking at Le Yao Yao's worried expression made him feel like the happiest person in the world...
He had once thought he had lost the chance to love her. However, after Leng Junyu's death, he felt this might be fate's arrangement.
A chance for him to cherish her and protect her properly. Therefore, he vowed to treasure it wholeheartedly.
Although he knew that she had vowed to remain loyal to Leng Junyu, he was not afraid, for where there is a will, there is a way!
He firmly believed that one day, she would recognize his worth!
However, just as Dongfang Bai was resolutely thinking this, he suddenly heard Le Yao Yao's incredulous exclamation—
"Brother Bai, come look! Why is our blood merging together..."
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