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The son she taught since childhood is indeed a good son. He occasionally oversteps the boundaries, but not out of line. His fascination with the female body may be out of curiosity. These are normal physiological and psychological phenomena and there is no need to make a fuss about it.

She adjusted her clothes without leaving any trace, pulled up the quilt, and hugged her son and asked, "That's all, what else?"

"Is there anything else I don't know?"

Ye Hong let out a sigh of relief. He couldn't tell anyone about Qingyi's affairs, otherwise it would be too embarrassing.

Then he started talking about how he used his true Qi to fight against the nearly vertical waterfall in order to build his foundation, and he himself fell into memories.

At that time, under the impact of the strong water flow, it was normal for my skin to be bruised and broken. And because I was afraid that my mother would have telepathy, I took medicine almost immediately after being injured, so I didn't suffer much.

Later on, I thought about giving up several times, mainly because I had made such a big promise in front of Qingyi at the beginning, so I gave up easily this time because I was afraid of the difficulty. Then, should I also give up on the promise that I would make her fall in love with me in the future?

Fortunately, he succeeded later and followed the call of the voice deep in his heart, moving firmly towards the desire deep in his soul step by step.

If I have to describe that feeling, it should be, are kings, princes, generals, and ministers all of different species?

The streets of heaven will trample all the nobles’ bones!

This sentence once stirred up huge waves in his heart that took a long time to calm down, so much so that after embarking on the path of cultivation, he couldn't help but think, if I had the same favorable conditions, or a "golden finger", would I be destined to be worse than others?

Obviously impossible!

Listening to her son's description of the situation, Ye Wanqing's heart, which had originally calmed down, was tightened again. Even Ye Hong could clearly feel his mother's soft body stiffen for a moment.

She pursed her red lips, her eyes reddened with heartache, and she held his little hand, pleadingly, "Son, Mommy begs you, please don't torture yourself like this in the future, okay? You have to fight for your future with all the pain in your body, and even if you don't feel any pain, I still feel pain, so why bother?"

Why can't he wait for her? Obviously, he only needs to wait for her... Then, with her as a mother leading the way, his son will be much easier no matter what he does.

She would rather suffer 100% of the pain herself than let him suffer even 1% of the pain.

However, this feeling of compassion for his family also applies to him.

She stretched out her hand and gently stroked her son's cheek, her eyes full of sorrow as she thought silently, is cultivating immortality really that good? Why was he so anxious to become the strongest?

Past experience taught her that the child's seemingly erratic, absurd, and unbridled behavior usually all had a clear purpose.

I couldn't help but worry that my high qualifications might have put invisible pressure on him and unintentionally hurt the child's self-esteem.

Or maybe he is so insecure inside that he can only constantly pursue power, subconsciously feeling that only by becoming the strongest can he survive in this cruel world.

If it was to protect her, it would only make her feel more guilty... If the child is still immature, it is natural for the mother to live like a strong woman because she is an adult.

But if we talk about it the other way around, this is not true. How can a mother live under the wings of her son? She is not without hands or feet...

When Ye Wanqing asked him solemnly and cautiously why he did this and what he wanted, Ye Hong was also stunned.

After thinking it over, he did not directly answer his mother's question. Instead, he lay on her still somewhat lazy body and slowly told a story.

"Mom, when I was in high school, I read a novel called "Those Things in the Ming Dynasty"."

"That happened to be the year of my college entrance examination, but I didn't understand it at the time."

After hearing this, she couldn't help but complain in her heart, "You little bastard, you dare to be distracted when the college entrance examination is approaching," but she didn't interrupt him.

"After graduating from college, I couldn't find a job. I had nothing to do so I read the book again. Then I realized that novels never change, and the facts that happened in history never change. What changes are only the mood and circumstances of the person reading the book."

Ye Wanqing looked at the admiring look in his eyes, which gradually became firm and seemed indestructible.

"In fact, the most touching part of this book is not the story of the kings and generals, but its ending. When I was reading it, I felt that the author wanted to express the vicissitudes of life through Xu Xiake. I felt the feeling of hearing a good song, and the strong nihilism."

"In fact, many things in this world don't need reasons at all."

"Mom, this is my answer. I am your son. I was born to be a mountain, not a stream. This is what I want to say. I am myself. I will live my life in my own way, despising all the kings and generals."

At that moment, she seemed to feel that her son had grown up and turned back into the wise yet indifferent college student. All her words and worries turned into a sigh. Then she suddenly hugged him and smiled gently. Life is only once, so it is most important to live out yourself. What a great saying! He is worthy of being my baby son.

"Son, you've done a great job, really."

It would be better if you could rely on your mother a little more.

Chapter 56: Seeing Myself

When people stay in one world for a long time, they will feel a sense of liberation when they move to another world.

Ye Hong felt this way. Whether he traveled to Da Xia or from the mortal world to the world of immortals, he felt that he was becoming more and more free. A few days ago, he jumped out of the waterfall, as if he had lived his life again. He felt a sense of full of freedom and the road was as vast as the blue sky.

However, this mood did not last long.

"Son, can mom read this letter?"

Ye Wanqing asked for his opinion with a smile.

"sure."

Ye Hong answered casually, and then immediately realized that it was okay. It was written about Shen Bai and his mother's scandal! Whether it was true or false, he didn't want any information related to those two words to appear in his mother's sight. He instinctively felt that these two words were taboos. He would handle Shen Bai's affairs by himself, and there was no need to involve his mother.

"I regret it. You are not allowed to look at it."

He reached out to grab it quickly, but he was a step too slow. Ye Wanqing dodged it with just a slight raise of her hand. Then she hugged her son's head tightly to her chest, restraining him from moving. The two of them tangled their bodies and rolled into a ball. Some of their clothes were in disarray, and the scene was very indecent.

"Hehe, I want to see what shameful secrets you are hiding."

Ye Hong was anxious, panting, "Don't look at mom, it's dirtying your eyes!"

But she had already unfolded the letter and read it quickly. She found that it seemed that her son had bought a flying sword, and it was of a high grade. This was nothing, as she had discovered it yesterday. However, when she read to the end, she found that things were far from as simple as she had imagined at the beginning.

She was horrified for a moment and was stunned for a long time. After she came to her senses, she let go of her son and clenched the letter in her palm with an expressionless face. He was not as angry as she had expected.

Ye Hong had an embarrassed look on his face, hesitating to speak. He wanted to say something but didn't, feeling that anything he said would be superfluous.

After all, people are different. How many mothers in the world can be as affectionate as her without temptation and as resolute as her without hostility?

Ye Wanqing was not intimidated by this, as she had a clear conscience. Even if her son accidentally saw her naked body when she was changing clothes or taking a bath, she would not take it to heart as long as he did not do it on purpose. She gently placed her hands on her son's body, brought him over and let him rest his head on her shoulder. To be honest, this nonchalant attitude really surprised Ye Hong.

The mother and son remained silent for a long time.

After a while, she said quietly, "Tell me, what do you think?"

"Mom, I don't know what to say..." Ye Hong said in embarrassment, "Why don't you just ask me?"

Ye Wanqing nodded slightly, said "OK", and then asked the first question, "Do you think this is true or false?"

Ye Hong hesitated. It was obviously a simple and clear question. He only needed to answer "true" or "false", but he remained silent for a long time, as if he had done something wrong.

He finally replied, "Really."

"You're ridiculous!" Ye Wanqing suddenly got angry and twisted his ear. "He's just a little bit older, what do you know, brat? Do you think everyone is the same as you?"

This is a bit harsh.

Obviously, this was not the answer Ye Wanqing wanted. With her current mentality, she didn't really care about what Shen Bai was like. What she cared about more was her son's true thoughts reflected behind this incident.

She was so smart that she deduced her son's psychological activities almost instantly.

Because the whole thing sounds too outrageous. Under normal circumstances, a normal person's first reaction would be to find it absurd, but my son thinks it is true, which only shows that he also thinks such a thing is possible... The difference lies in the degree of darkness in a person's psychology.

As a mother, she had always believed that her son could not have any strange thoughts about her, and the unrestrained way of getting along between mother and son was built on this basis. But now it seems that this is not the case at all. Her son has confessed his sexual fantasies about her in disguise, which was like a bolt from the blue and made her feel at a loss.

She had not paid attention to this feeling before, but now she couldn't help but waver and began to doubt whether her previous actions were correct. Could it be that she was also wrong? In order to be close to her son without any burden, she weaved a fantasy that she didn't want to wake up from, and placed all her perseverance and tests on his end of the scale.

As a result, she suddenly felt dissatisfied and regretful towards herself. As a mother and an adult, she should know her limits. It was she who actively "seduced" him in a passive manner.

Ye Wanqing looked at her son with his head down and couldn't help but sigh. She held his face and looked into his eyes guiltily.

Ye Hong wanted to turn his head away, but she gently pulled him back, so he said, "I'm jealous because you scolded me because of Shen Bai."

The tone was light, but it hit her heart instantly.

Her eyelashes trembled, and she almost shed tears. She leaned close to his ear and whispered in a low voice with a hint of apology, "I'm sorry, please don't get angry with your mother because of outsiders."

"I'm not angry. In fact, I know that you are just a little panicked and at a loss." He complained softly, "But mom, other people's private affairs have nothing to do with you and me. What matters between us mother and son have nothing to do with others?"

I really don’t know what to relate to. I haven’t even kissed you secretly. You don’t know how much self-control this requires.

He couldn't help but sigh, and said softly: "Forget it, Mom, it's my fault. This kind of thing should have been destroyed long ago, but it ended up causing us to quarrel."

Ye Wanqing took a deep breath, and the entanglement and pain in her heart were relieved a lot. She gradually regained her composure and looked much more peaceful. "How did you originally plan to deal with this matter?"

Ye Hong remained calm, "After all, he is someone I know. I plan to take some time to go to Xuanhuo Gate and investigate the true situation. Based on the results of the investigation, I will help if I can, but there is nothing I can do if I can't."

"...I still can't believe it's true." Ye Wanqing said weakly, "Maybe there really is some misunderstanding."

It’s not that Ye Wanqing believes in the character of the Shen family mother and son and speaks for them, but from a mother’s standpoint, she would rather stick to the right path in the world and believe in the true love between mother and son.

"There is no smoke without fire." Ye Hong explained, "I believe that Senior Brother Wei is loyal to the person who entrusted him with the task, and he will not speak carelessly. If he said that Shen Bai visited a brothel, then he or someone else must have seen Shen Bai enter the brothel with their own eyes. Even if he went in to wash dishes part-time, he was a genuine brothel user. As for that..."

Ye Hong paused and continued, "Didn't he also say that it was hearsay and there is no evidence? After all, if such a cruel thing was really done, he would be expelled from the Xuanhuo Sect."

The incident involved "adultery" and also violated the taboos of the immortal sect.

After a thorough and well-reasoned analysis, Ye Hong actually stood on the opposite side of his original position.

Ye Wanqing's brows relaxed, and after thinking it over, she said seriously: "Mom wants to go with you to take a look, is that okay?"

Chapter 57: Self-pleasing Beauty

A hint of surprise flashed across Ye Hong's eyes, and then he felt numb.

To put it bluntly, even if the mother and son of the Shen family unfortunately died on the street, he would only collect their bodies, burn two incense sticks, hold a memorial service, and settle the cause and effect, without shedding a single tear.

However, now the mother said that she would accompany him to deal with the matter personally, which could only mean one thing - she was somewhat involved in the situation and thus felt empathy.

Thinking of this, Ye Hong sat up from the bed, took her warm hand, and advised gently: "Mom, think about it carefully, is the relationship between our two families really that good?"

After hearing what her son said, Ye Wanqing realized that she was indeed being too stubborn, but she was unwilling to compromise. Her eyes were slightly cold, and a trace of sadness seemed to flash in her clear eyes.

"No, I have to go and see it with my own eyes... If such an unfortunate thing really happened, I will also seek justice for Qin Xianglian (Shen's mother)."

Ye Hong widened his eyes slightly. How come the positions of mother and son seemed to be completely reversed now?

But he soon realized that it was useless to persuade his mother anymore, so he gave up the idea of ​​correcting her and simply said, "Okay, let's go together."

After he finished speaking, he was silent for a moment. Then he turned over and stepped over his mother's perfect body curves. He got out of bed, began to put on his clothes, and hummed indistinct opera tunes.

"My Lord, please come forward and take a closer look. It says that Qin Xianglian, 32 years old, sued the emperor, my Lord, for deceiving the king and the emperor, and for breaking off an engagement and marrying another man. She brought the complaint to my Lord's hall..."

Speaking of which, the play "The Case of the Chopping of the Beauty" was the best he thought it was besides "The Female Prime Minister" when he was young. Later, it became popular on short video apps, which made more people pay attention to traditional culture. This is the unpredictable world.

No matter which world the "Qin Xianglian" is from, she is equally unlucky.

At this time, Ye Wanqing also crossed her two slender legs sideways, squinted her eyes, stretched lazily and sat on the bed, stretching her body, which was quite poetic and beautiful.

The conversation between mother and son lasted nearly half an hour, during which time they both had ups and downs in emotions, but now they seemed to have completely calmed down, with a feeling of peace and tranquility.