Do Not Speak Ill of My Mother!
Chapter 163 A seed is planted in the heart, da la di da la

Chapter 163: 163 A seed is planted in the heart, da la di da la

How can someone, with their flesh and blood body, grasp consciousness?

The system felt it had seen a ghost!

The next second, that thread of consciousness wrapped around her fingertips and flew rapidly into the depths of her heart.

The system fell silent...

It suddenly remembered something its master had once said, "The rules of this world come in various forms, many of which not even we can fully comprehend... Perhaps under certain specific circumstances, a completely different outcome can be triggered."

Could this be the chance he spoke of?

For her to time travel, Su Zihu would have to expend his soul to the brink of dissipation...

Yet, she was able to grasp the other’s remaining thread of consciousness at the last moment...

Fate, indescribably wonderful.

Yan Yueqing clutched her chest, feeling as if she had retrieved something important. A warmth and familiarity filled the air.

"What’s... happening to me?"

The joy and tartness of a long-awaited reunion suddenly reddened her eyes.

The system, reining in its shock, spoke, "Congratulations, Host, for finding a fragment of consciousness. Reward, enhancement points: 500 points."

What’s with the sudden addition of five hundred enhancement points?!

Yan Yueqing sensed something was amiss: "Fragment of consciousness? Is it something important?"

"Extremely important," the system replied solemnly. "Host, please handle this fragment of consciousness carefully and let it rest and warm in the depths of your heart."

Jun Lii’s true body could no longer sustain Su Zihu...

Could it be... that Yan Yueqing could?

To foster it within her heart?

Just as Yan Yueqing was about to ask for clarity, her eyes suddenly as if granted x-ray vision, saw clearly—a crystal clear seed had appeared in her heart.

That seed, no bigger than a thumb, had a rounded and smooth appearance, quite beautiful to behold.

As Yan Yueqing looked at it, a rush of intense emotion surged forward, nearly overwhelming her.

She couldn’t define the feeling, but she knew—the seed was extremely precious to her!

"System, how do I nurture it?"

The system was clueless: "Just let it be for now. After the Host upgrades, perhaps the system could provide an explanation."

"Perhaps... you can? Does that mean you also don’t know?"

System: The creator who made me didn’t teach me this either!!!

Yan Yueqing knew it was troubled and nodded: "I understand. Don’t worry, no one can take it from my heart, and I’ll take good care of it."

That’s your husband, of course, you have to take good care of him.

The system didn’t reply. Everything tonight was a bit beyond its understanding.

It better expedite the Host’s upgrade. Each time it upgraded itself, it could make contact with the master again.

Perhaps the master knew the reason for this odd event?

Yan Yueqing was preoccupied with the seed, seemingly completely forgetting about passing out earlier while drinking tea with Jun Lii in the back garden...

Meanwhile, elsewhere.

In the guest room.

Jun Lii awoke abruptly from the bed, covered in sweat.

A solemn and chilling atmosphere instantly enveloped the entire room!

He had that dream again...

In the dream, he was about to remove the bandage tied around his eyes.

As expected, he would finally see what Ah Xing looked like, wouldn’t he?

But then, the doorbell rang, and Ah Xing, with a smile, said, "You unwrap it, I’ll answer the door."

He removed the bandage, his eyes suddenly exposed to light, still somewhat unaccustomed.

Ah Xing’s bouncing figure trotted from the living room to the door.

He waited for his beloved girl to turn back...

The next second.

"Bang—!" A massive explosion echoed from the package in Ah Xing’s hands.

His eyes, about to burst with fury, he rushed over, but was flipped over directly by the blast...

After that, there were some problems with his memory.

Jun Lii had never seen Ah Xing’s face, and not having her image in his mind was one thing, but even the sound of her voice, the time spent together... all became blurred as if taken away by something.

Housekeeper Mu had delicately suggested that his memory might be damaged.

Jun Lii knew this was true.

But even if he recovered his memory, what about it?

Ah Xing was already gone...

Only the scenes of the explosion on that day would appear in his dreams over and over again, tormenting him until he could hardly breathe.

However, today’s dream was so different from before!

Because—he finally heard Ah Xing’s voice clearly in the dream!

The playful and sweet female voice... was it a bit like Yan Yueqing’s?

He even remembered... after being injured that day, it seemed like an extra personality had emerged within him?

Both personalities knew Ah Xing, and spent days in jealousy and rivalry, but whenever he made her cry with anger, it was always the other personality who would come forth to comfort her.

With the explosion, that personality disappeared along with Ah Xing...

Only just now did those scattered memories finally return.

Jun Lii felt a sense of disbelief, he looked up, his gaze complex as he stared out the window.

Doubts began to rise in his heart.

"Umm... Dad, you’re back..." Jun Yan, sleeping inside, woke up from the noise of Dad turning over, his sleepy eyes filled with the verge of tears from waking up.

Jun Lii tenderly touched his son’s forehead: "Sorry, Dad woke you up."

Jun Yan was very sleepy, but he was preoccupied with concerns, murmuring unclearly: "Dad, I was waiting for you... Grandpa Mu said you went to see my godmother, did you decide to leave me with the Yan Family? Dad, you’re the best..."

His glass-colored eyes were as if hypnotized, even though they were so tired they could almost stick shut, they still struggled to stay open.

Jun Lii was both annoyed and amused: "You like her that much? You don’t even want to return to the Jun Residence?"

Jun Yan, still confused: "Xiao Yan likes godmother... she’s like a mother... but Dad can’t fight with me for godmother, Dad is not worthy of godmother."

Jun Lii’s face darkened, he repeated "this is my own son" three times in his heart before he barely suppressed the urge to throw his son out.

He took a deep breath!

A father’s kindness!

A son’s filial piety!

Wait a minute! Jun Lii suddenly thought of something, his tone a bit cold: "You said I just went to see your godmother?"

Jun Yan hummed: "Grandpa Mu asked me to sleep first, said Dad went to have tea and chat with godmother..."

He had gone to see Yan Yueqing?!

Hadn’t he just been in the guest room and not gone out again?!

Damn...

Just what is the problem with his memory?!

Is he remembering the past and forgetting the present? Or is the other personality inside him causing mischief?

Jun Lii recalled Uncle Mu’s particularly tactful hint: "I hope the master will not shy away from seeking medical attention..."

Alright then...

He admitted there might be something wrong with him mentally...

This time, when he returns, he should hire a psychologist to have a look.

When Jun Lii finished contemplating, he turned his head and saw that his son was already sleeping very sweetly.

The little guy had always been averse to women ever since he was born, yet he looked at Yan Yueqing differently.

Perhaps this was the intuitive bond between mother and child?

When the little guy was sent back to the Jun Residence, he had investigated Jun Yan’s origins but found nothing.

Jun Lii always felt this was part of a conspiracy, so when he learned that Yan Yueqing was Jun Yan’s biological mother, his bias against her couldn’t have been greater!

Now, thinking about her attitude of complete unawareness towards Jun Yan, and considering the other child left in the Yan Family, who was raised so well, even possessing a bit more of an heir’s temperament than Xiao Yan, it didn’t seem like she intended to use the child as leverage against the Jun Residence?!

So, there was only one possibility left—she was Ah Xing.

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