Xi Yaoyue was in a panic—just yesterday, she had nearly lost her son. Now, upon waking, the boy in her arms had vanished again!
“Yun’er! Someone come! Where’s Yun’er?” she cried out.
The maid Qingman had already returned to the room and, hearing the shout, quickly stepped forward. “Madam, the Young Master is outside… playing.”
She remembered Su Yun’s request to surprise his mother and didn’t reveal the details.
Xi Yaoyue clutched her chest and let out a long breath. “That child…”
But then a realization dawned on her, bringing surprise instead. “He can move freely? He’s really all right?”
Qingman smiled. “Didn’t the physician say last night that his condition looked good?”
“Just now outside, the Young Master was full of energy—not a single sign of injury.”
Only then did Xi Yaoyue begin to relax a little. “Have the physician take another look.”
Qingman quickly went to pass on the instruction.
Just then, the sound of crashing and clattering came from outside.
Xi Yaoyue frowned. “What’s going on?”
Qingman peeked out the door and said in confusion, “It’s the Eldest Young Master and Madam Chi—they’re coming this way!”
A moment later, an angry female voice shouted, “Xi Yaoyue, get out here!”
“How dare you dig out my son’s Sacred Bone and give it to that wretch!”
Just as Xi Yaoyue stood up, the intruders burst inside.
The maids tried to stop the woman in front, but Xiao Qingchen was already crying and screaming, kicking and punching everyone nearby. No one dared to get close.
Three years ago, the Su family had fallen into an enemy ambush and had to take shelter in a village. In the chaos of night, wounded and in a rush, they accidentally swapped babies.
Three years later, the truth was discovered and Xiao Qingchen was brought back.
Since the child was still young and emotionally attached to his adoptive parents, and the Su family was large and accommodating, they allowed them to move in.
This woman, Chi Yanyun, was Xiao Qingchen’s adoptive mother.
“Xi Yaoyue!” Chi Yanyun screamed, trembling as she pointed at her nose. “Give the Sacred Bone back!”
“Do you know how important the Sacred Bone is?!”
“This is the Su family’s heir! You destroyed his Dao foundation—how is he supposed to go on?”
She had come from humble roots, but her beauty was notable. After entering the Su family, she enjoyed endless resources, dressed in gold and silver, and looked every bit a noble lady.
But in front of the number-one beauty of the Heavenly Origin Realm, she was like a candle against the sun—an entire dimension apart.
Especially now, with her face twisted in fury, she looked downright ghostly.
Xi Yaoyue looked at Xiao Qingchen with a complicated expression. She had raised Su Yun with her own hands—the bond couldn’t be severed. Even though he didn’t share Su blood, she still planned to keep him as the Young Master.
She had hoped that with time, the mistake could be smoothed over, and the two children would grow to be brothers, helping each other.
But she never imagined that something like yesterday would happen—brothers turning on each other. It was heartbreaking.
Still, when a mistake is made, one must take responsibility.
Even if he was her biological son, he would have to face the consequences.
Xi Yaoyue said coldly, “No one wanted this to happen.”
“If you owe money, you pay it back. If you kill, you must repay with your life.”
“He took Yun’er’s Dao foundation, so it’s only right that he compensates with his own. What’s the problem?”
“How is that the same?!” Chi Yanyun shrieked. “Have you forgotten who the true heir of the Su family is?”
“You’ve damaged the heir’s Dao foundation! That disgraces the whole Su family!”
“He’s just an outsider. Why protect him? So what if he dies?”
Xi Yaoyue’s eyes widened in disbelief. “Qingchen is a child of the Su family—how is Yun’er not?”
Chi Yanyun shouted furiously, “As long as the heir lives, your child will always be a bastard!”
Smack!
Xi Yaoyue raised her hand to slap her, but before she could, Xiao Qingchen kicked Chi Yanyun in the leg first.
He cried and screamed, “I want the Supreme Sacred Bone! I want my Dao foundation!”
“I don’t care! What’s mine is mine!”
“Give it back! I want it! Give it back!”
Chi Yanyun quickly turned, hiding her madness. “Alright, alright. Mama will make this right. I won’t let the bad guys win!”
“Even if I have to kill that brat and take the bone back, I’ll get your Sacred Bone for you!”
She understood very well who the real heir of the Su family was.
All her wealth and status came from this child, even if they didn’t share blood.
As for the other one?
He was a hindrance. She could only hope he’d die quickly.
Xiao Qingchen’s face was a mess of snot and tears as he beat at his mother. “You’re bad too! You didn’t protect Qingchen!”
“Qingchen hurts! My chest hurts so much! Waaaah—my bone is gone!”
Compared to yesterday, he now looked more like a tantrum-throwing three-year-old than someone full of schemes.
“Colluded with outsiders? Colluded with your father!” Chi Yanyun stood up and shouted, spit flying.
“Qingchen is only three years old! What does he know about colluding?”
“Did you not see? He was clearly under mind control—possessed by a demon!”
“How could you dig out his Sacred Bone?”
“You’re a mother too—how can you be so heartless!”
“Bring Su Yun here! I’ll dig the Sacred Bone out myself!”
Xi Yaoyue stood in stunned silence, as if seeing her true face for the first time.
So I’m heartless for defending justice, but you weren’t heartless when you dug into Yun’er’s chest?
Yun’er had already suffered once. How could you bear to make him suffer again?
“Mother!”
His lips were red, teeth white, and his eyes sparkled like black gems.
Bathed in backlight, a golden aura formed around his body, shining brilliantly.
Compared to the snot-faced monkey beside him, he was a hundred times more pleasant to look at.
Su Yun didn’t spare a glance for anyone else. He rushed up and shoved a bunch of carefully gathered Crimson Moon Flowers into Xi Yaoyue’s hands. “Mother, for you!”
“You sneaked out without telling me… ah, never mind.” Xi Yaoyue had too much on her mind and didn’t know how to respond at first.
But when her favorite Crimson Moon Flowers were placed into her hands, she couldn’t stop herself from smiling. “Next time you go out, make sure to tell me, okay?”
“Yes!” Su Yun stood upright.
He blinked. “Mother, I heard from Sister Qingman that you got hurt yesterday.”
“Crimson Moon Flowers have spiritual energy. Look at them and smell them more—it’ll help you recover faster!”
“And also…”
His bright eyes met hers. His words were simple, but they warmed the heart. “Mother, thank you.”
Xi Yaoyue couldn’t help but laugh. This little warm boy had melted her heart. Crimson Moon Flowers were only low-grade spiritual herbs. If they could heal essence blood damage, the Su family wouldn’t plant them in the garden.
But seeing the sincerity in her child’s eyes, she was deeply moved, her eyes brimming with tears. “Thank you, Yun’er! My baby is all grown up now!”
He was only three years old, had just survived a near-death crisis yesterday, and today he was already picking flowers for his mother.
This was the most precious gift she had ever received.
Moreover…
She glanced at Xiao Qingchen.
He was crying and flailing—he certainly looked like a child now.
No longer the scheming boy who harmed his brother.
But the way he kicked and punched his mother in rage made her frown again.
That kind of disrespect…
She couldn’t help but compare him to Su Yun.
“How could the difference be this vast…”
Xi Yaoyue’s heart ached. That was also her child, carrying her blood.
But compared to Su Yun, the gap was a chasm that couldn’t be crossed.
Chi Yanyun saw this scene of mother and son in harmony and was filled with rage and jealousy.
She screamed and lunged at Su Yun. “Give back my son’s Sacred Bone!”
“You little bastard! Why don’t you just die?!”
Xi Yaoyue frowned and was about to act—when suddenly, a wave of spiritual energy rippled through the room.
“Who dares say they want my son dead?”