Unlimited estates for rural beauty-Chapter 575 Jueqing Castle (3)

"Have you been abused by your stepfather?"

"You’re the one who’s been abused by your stepfather!"

"If you haven’t been abused, how would you know how the stepfather is?"

"You... I can’t win against you." Jueqing let out a sigh of relief and glanced away before looking back at him, almost scared that she’d be angered to death.

Ever since Jueqing got on the carriage, the two had been bickering nonstop. Watching them, Feng Xuxu smiled lightly. Seeing that it was about time, she clapped her hands, "That’s enough for today. Let’s go, we’re going to meet Great Grandpa and Great Grandma."

"Oh, let’s go." Feng Xuxu led the two children away, leaving behind a pair staring at each other, one with large eyes and the other with small.

Upon reaching Songhe Garden, Feng Xuxu handed off the two children to her grandparents and went to cook. She made several of her specialty dishes, and as a result, both grandparents ate until they were stuffed, and even the uncle was no exception. After dinner, they went to the side hall, and in the company of Qinmeng and her aunt, Feng Xuxu chatted with her grandmother about what had happened over the years. It began when she was about to marry the Prince—people in her clan had wanted to strip her of her title as the Holy Maiden. However, after strong opposition from her grandfather and uncle, her title had been preserved.

Ever since the Holy Maiden took over the family business, all of their ventures had been thriving. The amount of silver they earned in a year was several times more than in previous years. It was only when the clan saw the tangible silver that they all closed their mouths.

Talking about Feng Xuxu being alone with her belly full, enduring her husband’s disappearance, her grandmother’s tears fell time and again. Feng Xuxu gently cradled her grandmother’s hands, consoling her since it was all in the past now.

Wiping away tears, her grandmother gripped Feng Xuxu’s hand tightly, "When I learned that you had given birth to dragon and phoenix twins, I was overjoyed for quite a while. It’s just a pity that when I went to the Capital City, I didn’t get to see my great-grandson and great-granddaughter. I nearly lost my own life there."

"Yes, it was really dangerous back then." Feng Xuxu recalled the incident with a shudder—she too had nearly lost her life due to that difficult childbirth. If it hadn’t been for Xiaobai arriving in time to save her, she indeed would have gone to chat with the King of Hell.

Qinmeng quietly stayed by her grandmother’s side, listening in silence to the past events she had not been a part of. Time flew quickly, and before they knew it, it was already evening. At dinner time, Xuanyuan Yu did not eat with his grandfather as usual. Instead, he sought out Qiqi and Yueyue and shamelessly followed them around. When Qiqi and Yueyue were about to return to Qinxin Garden to sleep, Xuanyuan Yu wanted to follow, which made Jueqing angrily glare at her son. However, it caused the little guy to burst into uncontrollable tears, which flowed out like they were free of charge, leaving Feng Xuxu both laughing and crying. In the end, she waved her hand decisively, "Let Qiqi take his little brother to sleep."

The little guy, upon hearing he could sleep with his big brother, instantly stopped crying, his tears vanishing as if by magic. Then he hopped after Qiqi back to Qinxin Garden.

For several days in a row, Xuanyuan Yu lived in Qinxin Garden, learning many things from Qiqi and Yueyue. For example, Qiqi got up early in the morning to start with horse stance exercises. Seeing this, Xiaoyu joined Qiqi in practicing horse stance, though soon his little face began to wrinkle in discomfort. Before tears could fall, Qiqi scolded him, and eventually, with a pout, Xiaoyu held back the tears and stubbornly continued the horse stance behind Qiqi, not as perfect as Qiqi and Yueyue but getting the idea, especially considering Xiaoyu was almost two years younger than the others.

On the sixth day of Feng Xuxu’s visit to Jueqing Castle, she went alone to the small island and walked into the desolate courtyard. She looked at the familiar yard and smiled silently. There, she remembered the envoy, the mysterious guardian of Wanling Abyss, a person not widely known. For the sake of this sacred mission, he had sacrificed his own happiness.

Gazing at the empty courtyard and the dilapidated house, Feng Xuxu shouted loudly, "Old man, are you there? It’s me, the Holy Maiden, Feng Xuxu."

Feng Xuxu waited for a long time, but still, no one came out, nor did anyone speak. Her joyful mood suddenly vanished, and she started to worry whether that peculiar old man had met some misfortune or had already passed away. Considering this possibility, her heart felt even heavier; although they had met only twice, he had felt like a kindred spirit to her.

After sitting silently in the yard for a while, realizing she had been there quite some time, she stood up, straightened her dress, and prepared to leave. Just then, a hoarse, aged voice echoed in the empty courtyard, "Girl, you still remember to come back and see this old man, huh? Hahaha." Before her eyes, an old man dressed in black with white hair suddenly appeared in front of her.

"Old man, you’re still alive." Feng Xuxu approached him joyfully, tugging at his beard as she laughed.

His wrinkled hand swatted hers away as he feigned anger and glared at her, "Go on, I’m not done living yet!"

"Hehehe, you can definitely live a thousand years."

"Those who live a thousand years are turtles." The old man gave Feng Xuxu a scornful look and turned to sit on the steps.