A second chance with my billionaire husband-Chapter 1574 - 310: Monarch of All Under Heaven, Shallow Blood Ties (Part 1)
After shedding the identity of a Queen, it turns out, she is still a mother...
The moment she stepped out of that room, those chaotic emotions instantly flowed away like water, her back straightened, her eyebrows indifferent and coldly glamorous, every move filled with lofty dignity, beautiful and elegant, impervious to any harm.
"Take good care of him." Leaving a sentence behind, she strode away.
The world returned to a state of silence, the young man lay on the bed, his hands clenched into fists.
The anger in his heart burned like a fierce fire, growing more intense, yet in an instant, it was extinguished by a basin of cold water. Taking a deep breath, he recalled that rainy night many years ago, a despair so gut-wrenching that those who haven’t experienced it could never comprehend... The resentment seemed to be etched into his bones, no matter how much time passed, no matter where his soul resided, it continued to tremble incessantly...
It’s always like this, he could never forget when that woman personally pierced the venom-laced dagger into his heart, the decisiveness and madness in her eyes, as if he was her mortal enemy...
"Why?" Knowing the answer, he still had to ask once more, only by hearing her answer could he give up hope.
"You bastard, do you think you deserve this position? Only Feng’er is the most qualified heir to the throne. My good son, thank you for clearing the path for your brother. When he ascends the throne, I will burn more ritual money for you... In your next life, may you be born into a good family..."
The woman spoke, pushing the dagger another inch deeper, fiercely denying him any chance of survival.
Blood sprayed out in large bursts, he looked at the woman in front of him, so familiar and yet so strange. In the moment of impending death, he recalled his life, enduring humiliation, concealing his strength, finally reigning over the world, treading the empire underfoot, only to die by his own mother’s poisoned dagger.
How fleeting this life was, how brilliant, yet how laughable!
Fate twists and turns, yet ultimately escapes not the cycle of reincarnation. The master once termed him a lone star of calamity, thin in kinship, he didn’t believe it, but now he had no choice but to accept it...
A broken laugh emerged from his throat, seeming both like laughter and weeping...
Unsure how much time had passed, he opened his eyes, looking at the sunlight outside the floor-to-ceiling window, so bright, yet casting a boundless darkness in his eyes.
I never believe in fate, only in myself.
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In the middle of the night, Yun Ya was sleeping soundly, suddenly awakened from a nightmare, clutching her chest and panting heavily.
She had a nightmare.
On a stormy and thundering rainy night, a small boy lay in the pouring rain, his frail figure seemingly destined never to awaken again in the vast and pelting rain.
She saw a woman standing under the eaves, her eyes deep and cold in the pitch-black rain, the corners of her mouth lifted in a mocking smile, mocking the boy’s fragility, or ridiculing the tricks of fate?
She lunged forward, yet her fingers passed through the boy’s body, she called his name, but the vast rain smothered her voice, and she watched helplessly as he fell to the ground, icy rain relentlessly pelting his body...
"Miss?" Mingyue stood by the bed, frowning and looking over.
Yun Ya threw off the quilt and was about to get out of bed, her bare feet stepping on the floor, her steps urgent.
She suddenly stopped at the doorway.
Stood in place dazed for a while.
"Miss, what’s wrong with you?" Mingyue walked over quickly, looking at Yun Ya worriedly.
All of a sudden, Yun Ya turned around, grabbing her arm, her misty eyes were brimming with moisture, looking so pitiful.
"I... I dreamt something happened to Miaomiao, no, I must go find him now... I can’t wait another moment."
After speaking, she was about to turn and leave.
Mingyue grabbed her in one swift motion, looking at the girl’s particularly pale face under the moonlight, she sighed, "Do you know where he is?"
Yun Ya shook her head, "But I can’t wait any longer, just thinking about Miaomiao suffering makes me want to kill myself... It’s my incompetence...."
"Miss, calm down a bit." Mingyue said in a deep voice.
Yun Ya clutched her head and squatted down, her thin figure looking so desolate.
Mingyue sighed, "I know where Young Master Yun Miao is."
Yun Ya frantically lifted her eyes.
Mingyue squatted down, her gaze level with Yun Ya’s, and said each word slowly, "I believe Miss has also guessed it, there is a certain connection between Young Master Yun Miao and me, it’s also because of him that I came to your side."
Yun Ya had already guessed this much, after all, if reincarnation is possible, other things aren’t surprising. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎
"Do you know where Miaomiao is?" She immediately grabbed Mingyue’s hand and asked urgently.
Mingyue nodded, supporting Yun Ya to sit on a chair, lifted her hand, and saw that shoes automatically landed in her hand. She bent over, patiently and meticulously helping Yun Ya put on shoes.
"There is a certain connection between him and me. As long as he is alive and in the same space as me, I can sense his presence, but this sense is disturbed by magnetic fields and sometimes fails. However, at midnight on a full moon, this sense becomes particularly strong. Once I set up the array, I can sense his precise position."
It’s truly miraculous, like something from a myth, but Yun Ya knew, everything Mingyue said was true.
Miaomiao may harbor some unknown secrets.
"Today is the eighth, seven days to the fifteenth...." She couldn’t wait another moment.
"Miss, the Young Master is very safe now, rest assured about that. Once I sense his position, we will go and bring him back, but before that, we must make thorough preparations...."
"Right, right... we must be prepared...."
Yun Ya muttered to herself.
The next morning, Yun Ya was awakened by the smell of food.
Brother Yan had not returned all night, but fearing she might overthink, he came back at five in the morning, accompanied her for a while, then got up to make breakfast.
He surely hadn’t rested all night.
Yun Ya ran to the kitchen, saw him busy, hugged his waist and said with a sweet smile, "Good morning, Brother Yan."
Yan Song smiled, "Good morning."
"I got up in the middle of the night to use the bathroom, but I couldn’t find you, Brother Yan, what were you up to last night without telling me?" she murmured.
Yan Song’s back stiffened slightly, then he nonchalantly said, "Couldn’t sleep, got up to handle work."
"Alright, but you need to be careful not to overwork yourself, I’d feel distressed."
Yan Song curled his lips, "Got it, go freshen up, we’ll eat soon."
Yun Ya immediately dashed off to wash up, Yan Song turned his head to glimpse her long, white legs, his eyes darkened momentarily as he quickly withdrew his gaze.
The two spent a few leisurely days in Meijing Tiancheng, until a call from Zhuang Xiyue summoned them back hastily to the Yan Family.
Elder Yan suddenly fell ill, yet no illness could be detected, which drove everyone into utter worry.
Doctor Hua was not home, the neighbors said he went to the nearby mountains to gather herbs, usually taking half a month to return. They’ve already sent people to search the mountains he frequently visits, but there’s no guarantee they can find him.
Zhuang Xiyue suggested Yun Ya come and see, as she not only inherits the lineage of Doctor Hua but is also renowned as Dr. Nyx, making her suitable to diagnose the patriarch.
Yun Ya and Yan Song entered the main hall of Rongju Garden to find many people either sitting or standing around, almost all the younger generation of the Yan Family had gathered, Yin Suhua sat at the head position, having outlived Lu Yuke and Pei Ying, she was now basking in her moment of glory.
Su Yu sat below Yin Suhua, holding a handkerchief to her mouth, her complexion somewhat pale.
Yan Nankun sat beside her, lightly patting her back, concern hidden in his eyes.
