Imperial Treasure-Chapter 1137 - 670: Like a Father, Like a Mother (Part 2)
This question is indeed a bit tricky.
Shi Feixuan paused slightly, her gaze like a lotus, pure and beautiful, yet also like green bamboo, solitary and cold.
"Some people are just talking nonsense, it’s impossible to judge truth based on rumors... That Mr. Sui doesn’t seem like a person of poor character."
She doesn’t quite understand matters between women, and can only list them as character flaws. Perhaps these thoughts are instilled by the Sect. However, to use ’poor character’ on Mr. Sui seems rather harsh.
So after she finished speaking, she frowned again.
"Then I understand~ Feixuan thinks she is quite good."
"Quite good?" Shi Feixuan neither confirms nor denies.
Her origins are unclear, mysterious and unpredictable, hard to say.
What of Yang Gong’s Treasure?
To ordinary people or most affluent nobles, it is not as important as something else.
On the emperor’s birthday, gate valves and dignitaries from all over send gifts. Although it’s a chaotic world now, the empire has not truly fallen yet. Therefore, face-saving efforts across the lands are still required, especially by the Four Great Clans, which seem to value respect the most. Changan begins to hang lanterns and decorations, as if they want to cover up the court and nation’s turmoil. This embellishment of peace actually brings some excitement and tranquility to the ancient and stately Changan, allowing its residents to enjoy some rare festivity...
Sui Yi and the three are not people who hang out together all day. Natasha has matters from Persia to deal with, Hell’s Wan Ge goes out mysteriously and unpredictably every day, and when the delegations transporting tributes arrive in Changan, Kou Zhong and Seo Ziling have been keeping quiet and recovering from their injuries.
Kou Zhong was most severely injured, since Wanwan targeted him relentlessly and struck hard.
It’s been several days, and the bruise on his chest still hasn’t faded, causing him considerable frustration. Luckily, Longevity Inner Strength is extraordinary, can alleviate injuries, enabling quicker recovery day by day,
"Speaking of the delicious food at Tiandu Square... I must say, it’s really tasty... Barbarian woman, you do have some conscience, knowing to treat me well." Kou Zhong, while pressing his chest, eats Tiandu Square’s most exquisite pastries and drinks with great satisfaction, as if he isn’t in the midst of a serious injury.
"You eat and stop talking nonsense!" Song Yuzhi curled her lips, glaring at him, obviously unimpressed by his demeanor, and blushing slightly at his teasing words, she huffed coldly: "If it weren’t for me eating at Tiandu Square today, and the people seeing some familiarity with Mr. Sui, they wouldn’t have specially sent a box of pastries, I really wouldn’t..."
Upon hearing this, Kou Zhong remarked: "I say, friends of Beauty Master are all amazing, I heard Natasha is the richest in Persia, and the King of Persia has specially appointed her as the first Princess... Moreover, she must have a good relationship with Beauty Master, otherwise, even someone like you, who is linked to Mr. Sui just through a thread of relation, wouldn’t be treated so respectfully."
Although these words are correct, they somehow don’t sound comfortable.
"What do you mean ’just through a thread of relation’? Kou Zhong, what are you proud of, Mr. Sui never recognized you as a disciple, you were just eager to get involved...."
"Well, Beauty Master personally taught us during those times, that can’t be false, a teacher for a day is a parent forever... alright, a mother, though when the Teacher is in male attire we consider her a father, when in female attire, a mother... She may not care, but in our hearts, we must respect and see her this way... Do you agree, Little Lingzi..."
Song Yuzhi listened in amazement, impressed by Kou Zhong’s rogue eloquence, her mind suddenly conjured the idea—then from now on... must I call Mr. Sui ’mother’?
She abruptly thought of the figure in blue robes, standing as a celestial being, ageless yet incomparably beautiful.... Mother~~?
Her whole being felt uneasy.
And Seo Ziling’s handsome face turned quite bizarre.
A father... A mother...
He suddenly shivered, just about to rebuke Kou Zhong... when he heard a slight noise outside... indicating someone’s breathing was slightly unsteady with a faint snicker.
The three instinctively looked outside.
Wouldn’t you know, standing in the courtyard outside are a man and woman?
The man is the famous swordsman from Goryeo, surnamed Fu, and the woman is naturally....
Kou Zhong shivered a bit, almost rolling off his chair.
He awkwardly smiled at Sui Yi: "Beaut... Mr. Sui, you’re here~"
"Mr. Sui," Seo Ziling stood, walked forward, dispelling the original awkwardness with an apologetic tone: "When did you arrive, if I had known, we two would’ve come to greet you.."
Is greeting necessary?
Sui Yi’s expression was slightly peculiar, likely also triggered by Kou Zhong’s earlier father-mother discourse.
She casually glanced at Seo Ziling and the group, said nothing, and walked into the room.
She came to heal the two’s injuries, this Seo Ziling and the group knew well, seeing Sui Yi silent, they also remained so. However, Seo Ziling still turned to politely invite Fu Junnuo inside.
It’s worth mentioning that Fu Junnuo’s female identity isn’t widely known, not everyone is keen like Wanwan.
Seo Ziling looked at the only man residing in Sui Yi’s house, his tone cooler than usual.
Fu Junnuo’s usually cold face still retained a recent smile, she now glanced at Seo Ziling, being significantly older than these two youngsters. She was an adult when they were still naïve boys, carrying a few generational gaps, thus her current view of the now somewhat mature Seo Ziling included an elder’s bearing, resembling Sui Yi’s in this aspect, which is precisely what makes Seo Ziling most uneasy. (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, you’re welcome to visit Qidian (qidian.com) to cast recommendation or monthly votes. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com for reading.)
