I Have a Date with a Thousand-year-old Female Corpse
Chapter 431 Zhao’er’s Crisis_1

Chapter 431: Chapter 431 Zhao’er’s Crisis_1

"What’s that?" Your mother took another bite of cucumber, sized up the Empress, and asked, "Little sister, what did you just call me?"

"No, nothing."

For some reason, the mighty Empress instinctively stepped back upon seeing your mother. The complex emotions displayed on her stunning face were a mix of longing, reverence, and a slight trace of fear.

"You’re here for that rascal of mine, aren’t you? He’s inside."

The Empress evened out her breathing, and, once calmer, she bowed gracefully to your mother and said softly, "I have other matters to attend to, so I’ll take my leave,"

As she spoke, the Empress’s figure vanished under your mother’s watchful eye!

"Ha!"

Your mother took another bite of her cucumber and, without a word, turned around and walked over to where you were watching TV.

"Who was that at the door?" You grabbed a handful of sunflower seeds from the coffee table and tossed them into your mouth, crunching on them shells and all.

This was your unique way of eating sunflower seeds, which your mother had called lazy. In truth, you ate them this way mainly because you felt that for a grown man, picking at a seed with two fingers seemed a bit effeminate, so you switched to this method instead.

Hm?

Something feels off.

If it were any other day, she would certainly have scolded you for wasting food by yanking on your ear.

You looked up slightly and noticed your mother was giving you a strange look.

"Mom, why are you staring at me like that?"

"Spill it: have you been interacting with other girls behind Zhao’er’s back?"

"I swear, I haven’t!"

"Really?"

"Cross my heart!"

"You’re sure, absolutely sure, and positively sure?"

"I’m certain, unwavering, and utterly resolute!"

Your mother ruffled your hair until it looked like a bird’s nest before she finally stopped.

"You brat, let me make this clear: don’t bring home any girls without my approval."

Here we go again!

"Mother, my dear mother! I may not be a paragon of virtue, but I’m definitely not a scoundrel like Chen Shimei. Besides, where nowadays can you find a girl as good as Zhao’er? Also, just look at me—I’m not exactly a catch. Aside from that crazy woman Xian Qianling from the kitchen who keeps hounding me, what sane girl would give me a second glance?"

"Well, that’s true."

Then, Xi Yu, who had just walked out of the kitchen with a large plate of enoki mushrooms and lettuce, said with a smile, "Master Li is wrong. It would take a girl who isn’t thinking straight to overlook such a promising guy like you. Plus, you’re worth over ten million now."

"What?"

Your mother turned her head sharply toward Xi Yu and asked, "Girl, what did you just say?"

"Oh, why talk about money during the New Year? Discussing money hurts the feelings."

You hurriedly stood up and gestured to Xi Yu with your eyebrows.

It was only then that Xi Yu corrected herself and said, "I mean, Master Li is a stock with potential. In the future, his fortune could easily exceed ten million, even billions."

"Him? Pfft, as long as he doesn’t end up living off his parents, that’d be good enough." Saying this, your mother headed to the kitchen. "Girls, is everything almost ready? Come, come, let me do an inspection..."

You didn’t even have the heart to roll your eyes, but you also knew you couldn’t hide anything from your mother. After all, she was a "Demi Immortal," having seen all sorts of people in society. Naturally, it wasn’t easy to fool her. She didn’t ask, simply because she felt there was no need.

It took over two hours to finish the hot pot dinner. Although there was no alcohol, aside from Zhao’er, everyone’s face was flushed with the red glow of their cheeks.

After Wu Qiyi and the two other ladies had left, your mother turned to you and said, "Hey, you rascal, how do you plan to resolve the situation with these three girls?"

"Mom, Xi Yu is just Er Ya’s personal secretary. I don’t have much to do with her. She’s not one of those so-called accompanying maids, so you don’t need to include her in this," you paused, then continued, "As for that crazy woman Xian Qianling, she has saved me, and I have saved her, so you could say it’s a life-and-death bond. Our relationship is not that complicated. She probably came to join the fun because she’s lonely right now."

"And what about Er Ya?"

When it came to Wu Qiyi, you fell silent.

After the incident in Heavenless Hell, you realized that there was a strange connection between you and her. Even though you were far apart, it seemed like you could sense each other’s presence.

"Feeling tangled up, huh?"

"Yeah."

Your mother gave a slight smile, patted your shoulder, and said, "The boat will go straight to the bridge when it reaches the water. You don’t need to overthink it; you and Er Ya are still young. Now that the curse on both of you has been lifted, you should properly enjoy your youth."

"Yeah." You nodded, and couldn’t help but turn to look at Zhao’er, who was sitting quietly to the side.

"What, is something else weighing on your mind?"

You sighed softly, "Just now, a doctor named Meng Xiao told me that Zhao’er seems to be sick."

"What?!" Your mother was startled, then quickly turned and rushed to Zhao’er’s side, grabbing her arm and placing her hand on Zhao’er’s pulse.

Soon, your mother’s eyebrows began to wrinkle.

"Huh? Why is Zhao’er’s pulse different from before?"

Aside from you, your mother was the only other person who knew Zhao’er was a millennia-old female corpse. She had deliberately checked Zhao’er’s body before and found that her physical body was not much different from a normal person’s, even better than an ordinary person’s in many aspects.

After discovering the sudden change in Zhao’er’s pulse, she conducted a series of checks on Zhao’er. The more she checked, the deeper her frown became. Finally, she turned to you and asked, "What exactly happened to Zhao’er?"

"I don’t know." You shook your head, "Meng Xiao met Zhao’er at the European Church and has been following her since. He wanted to find an opportunity to treat Zhao’er but found that he couldn’t treat her illness at all."

"What illness?"

"Zhao’er’s Life Force is fading."

"Life Force fading? Isn’t that obvious? Everyone’s Life Force is fading. If it weren’t, how could people grow old?"

On hearing this, your mother couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief, thinking it wasn’t such a big deal.

"But Zhao’er’s Life Force is fading much faster than normal, akin to that of a seventy-eighty-year-old person." You sat down beside Zhao’er, took her jade-like hand, and held it gently in your own, saying tenderly, "Moreover, given Zhao’er’s identity, she shouldn’t be losing her Life Force; otherwise, how could she have existed for at least a thousand years or more?"

"No wonder I felt something was off about you tonight; it turns out you discovered this issue." Your mother pondered for a moment and then looked up, saying, "Could it be that after a thousand years of existence, Zhao’er’s Life Force is about to completely fade away?"

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