Capítulo 71: 67. Heart Talk
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The next moment.
The wounds on his body started to itch.
Qian Xunji's expression became more complex, his face somewhat contorted.
His eyes rolled back, his body twitched, as if he was about to convulse.
Qian Xunji could feel that his injuries were healing at an unbelievable rate.
In less than half a minute, his breathing stabilized.
The paper-white pallor of his face regained some color, and the intense internal pain disappeared.
At least half of his injuries had healed!
Although he still couldn't move freely, with a couple of days' rest, he should be able to manage simple movements.
At this moment, even if Qian Xunji were a fool, he could understand that all of this was due to Qian Renjue's handiwork, from that last piece of cake!
It seemed his son was not so simple after all.
"Haha."
Qian Xunji couldn't help but chuckle with relief, laughing louder and louder.
"Hahaha!"
He laughed wildly!
The heavens were truly kind to him, his ancestors blessed him!
After laughing, Qian Xunji smiled faintly.
Lying on the cold bed, he held the mother's bell and gently turned the blood-red ring on his finger, whispering softly.
"What a pity... Giving me something like this feels like a waste."
The smile on Qian Xunji's face was both satisfied and regretful, mixed with a hint of anticipation and struggle.
...
Qian Renxue and her brother.
Hand in hand, they walked along the mountain path.
Qian Renxue quietly observed Qian Renjue, her eyes filled with doubt.
The crumbs of cake left on the floor of the secret room had made her incredibly curious.
Unable to resist, she asked:
"Jue, what did you hide in that cake?"
"A healing medicine, sister."
Qian Renjue admitted without hesitation, smiling at Qian Renxue.
He had hidden an expired "Senzu Bean" in the cake, capable of healing 50% of injuries.
The gray-green bean should give Qian Xunji some self-defense capability.
"Is that so?"
Qian Renxue asked no further.
But by noon, when she saw Qian Xunji again, she couldn't help but be shocked.
The recovery of his injuries far exceeded her expectations!
Was this the method Qian Renjue had mentioned back when the Clear Sky Hammer struck?
Like Qian Renxue, Bibi Dong was also alarmed!
Seeing Qian Xunji's improved condition made her anxious.
Yet Qian Xunji said nothing, still lying quietly in bed, enjoying the care of his two children.
He did not refuse any of the soups sent by Bibi Dong.
...
Two days passed in the blink of an eye.
The current head of the Ye family, a Soul Douluo with the Nine Heart Begonia spirit, would arrive at Spirit Hall tomorrow.
Upon hearing this, Bibi Dong grew more restless, though she couldn't let it show too much.
For the past two days, Qian Renxue had been staying close to her, seemingly on guard.
Near noon, in a flower-filled courtyard, a small stove was lit.
Bibi Dong fanned the flames with a round fan, gently stoking the fire.
Qian Renxue sat nearby, watching her mother simmer the soup on a low flame.
Both mother and daughter seemed preoccupied.
Bibi Dong was contemplating how she should act, while Qian Renxue simply watched her with worry.
Gradually, the flames in the stove died down, and the blinding light dimmed.
Bibi Dong snapped out of her thoughts.
She took a damp cloth, wrapped the clay pot in it, and prepared to pour the soup into a bowl.
Drip, drip.
"Xue'er, do you want some first?"
Bibi Dong turned to her daughter, who had been sitting with her, and asked softly.
"I don't need any."
Qian Renxue shook her head and looked up at Bibi Dong.
Softly, she said, "Leave some for Jue. He really likes this soup."
Bibi Dong nodded slightly.
"Alright, I'll divide it."
"Pour it here."
Seeing that Bibi Dong was having some trouble, Qian Renxue let go of her resting hand, retrieved a bowl from her spirit tool, and placed it nearby.
Bibi Dong nodded again and continued to pour the soup from the clay pot.
Gurgle, gurgle!
The clear broth rippled in the bowl, without a single bubble rising to the surface.
Steam billowed, masking the faces of mother and daughter.
As she gazed at the two identical-sized bowls, Bibi Dong's eyes narrowed, as if struck by a brilliant idea, her mind wandering.
This caused the soup to overflow from the bowl.
At that moment—
Qian Renxue, looking into the rising steam, suddenly asked:
"Mom, what should we do about Jue?"
Sputter!
Bibi Dong's hands froze, her eyes filled with panic.
She lifted her gaze and stared intently at Qian Renxue.
As the steam dissipated, mother and daughter locked eyes.
Bibi Dong quickly collected herself, no longer as surprised.
From her observations over the past few days, it was clear this child knew the unspeakable truth.
Bibi Dong lowered her head, pursing her red lips, and set down the clay pot.
Gently wiping the bowl meant for Qian Renjue, she whispered:
"I won't let anything happen to him."
Qian Renxue's brow furrowed with worry.
In a soft, haunted tone, she said:
"I hope so, but can you promise that?"
"…"
Bibi Dong fell silent.
"Does it really have to be this way?"
Qian Renxue's voice cracked, her throat aching as she asked cautiously.
"Do you think I shouldn't do this?"
Bibi Dong responded with difficulty, lifting her violet eyes filled with sorrow and hatred, which reddened with tears.
Bibi Dong had always thought that Qian Renxue resembled her.
So, knowing the whole story, shouldn't she understand her the best?
"…"
Qian Renxue was speechless.
Because she understood, she couldn't find the words to speak, or even to persuade.
"I don't know!"
Qian Renxue lowered her head, her eyes brimming with tears.
This situation was too tangled for her to unravel or judge clearly!
If not for her role as daughter, she wouldn't even think that Bibi Dong's quest for revenge was wrong.
But unfortunately!
She and Qian Renjue were the product of that unspeakable shame.
Torn, she hadn't even hinted to Qian Daoliu about it.
Bibi Dong glanced at Qian Renxue and smiled bitterly, her eyes also filled with tears.
"Xiao Xue, I'm sorry."
Bibi Dong bit her lip, wiped away her tears, and packed up the soup.
She headed toward the Pope's Palace.
Perhaps after tonight, the two of them would never have another chance to speak like this.
"You've done nothing wrong to me."
Qian Renxue whispered to herself, sitting in place.
But Bibi Dong could no longer hear her.
...
"Dad, trust Jue!"
"..."
In the secret room.
Qian Xunji had just accepted Qian Renjue's strange gift.
The last "Phantom Sugar Candy."
After the previous miraculous effect of the expired "Senzu Bean," Qian Xunji had no doubts.
At this moment.
With Qian Renjue's help, Qian Xunji had already sat up.
Glancing at his son, who was massaging his back, Qian Xunji grinned.
Laughing, he said:
"Xiao Jue, do you remember what I used to teach you?"
"…"
Qian Renjue was momentarily stunned and shook his head.
"You taught me so much, I'm not sure which one."
"Haha."
Qian Xunji chuckled helplessly.
He reminded him: "What I'm about to say is the most important. You must remember it well."
"Okay, Dad. Go ahead."
Qian Renjue nodded seriously.
"Xiao Jue, always remember, only after you can protect yourself should you go and do what you want."
Qian Xunji spoke earnestly.
The image of Tang Hao swinging the Clear Sky Hammer still haunted him.
"Did you hear me clearly?"
Qian Renjue nodded heavily.
"Yes, I heard. I'll never forget!"
"Good."
Before Qian Xunji could finish speaking, there was movement at the secret room door.
Bibi Dong's figure appeared in the doorway.
Seeing the father and son happily together, murderous intent and pain surged within her!
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