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Join the Server[…Junior Sister, Daoist Qu, are you hiding something from me?]
A cold telepathic message suddenly entered their minds. They turned, only to see Yun Xueshang gazing at them, her expression blank, as she… tilted her head.
[Ahem, well, Daoist Yun.]
Qu Linglong let out two dry laughs, speaking hastily.
[Daoist Yun, do you truly not recognize this little girl?]
[That’s right, Senior Sister, why don’t you think about it a little more carefully?]
Lin Qianqian quickly chimed in, supporting her.
?
Yun Xueshang watched their hesitant, yet intensely curious expressions, her eyes deepening with confusion.
[I truly do not recognize her.]
The white-haired maiden, holding the girl, shook her head slightly, her tone unwavering.
[It’s just… I always feel an inexplicable sense of familiarity about this child.]
She couldn’t help but frown, that wisp of familiarity like a thread in the fog—undeniably present, yet its origin remained elusive.
…Exactly, where did this familiarity come from?
Qu Linglong and Lin Qianqian exchanged a glance, their faces simultaneously shifting into expressions of sudden realization.
???
Yun Xueshang observed their reactions, her bewilderment growing heavier.
[Junior Sister, Daoist Qu, do you perhaps know the source of this feeling of familiarity?]
It had always been Yun Xueshang’s good habit to seek answers promptly when faced with questions.
‘Ah, this… Could it be that Daoist Yun truly doesn’t remember her romantic entanglements from back then?’
‘Uh… given Senior Sister’s indifferent nature and her single-minded focus on cultivation, it’s possible… she really did forget?’
Qu Linglong and Lin Qianqian quickly exchanged another telepathic message, then Qu Linglong swallowed, finally steeling herself to speak.
[Well, Daoist Yun, Lin Daoist and I have analyzed this matter as such…]
[…It’s like this… and like that…]
After Qu Linglong finished spouting all the conjectures and fantasies she and Lin Qianqian had conjured, she cautiously probed further.
[Daoist Yun, back then, did you truly not have an opportunity for… erm, intimate contact with someone else?]
Upon hearing this, Yun Xueshang remained stunned for a long moment, her clear, cold eyes suddenly glazing over.
Intimate contact with someone else…
This… I seem to recall, I did…
She abruptly lowered her head, gazing at the vibrant eyes of the girl in her arms. At that very moment, Hua Xiangrong also lifted her small face, her pink pupils reflecting Yun Xueshang’s image.
That’s right, those eyes…
How could I have forgotten…
Though the eyes before her were a tender pink, her memory held a dazzling pale gold. Yet, the eye shape—that slightly upturned almond contour—was undeniably identical.
The floodgates of memory burst open, abruptly pulling her back ten years, to the Yin-Yang flowing martial arts stage of the Joyful Union Sect.
Those pale golden eyes had been so close, so close she could discern the tremor of each slender lash.
The owner of those eyes breathed hotly, their gaze hazy. In full view of the crowd, amidst the intertwining Yin-Yang Dao rhythms, on a clear, bright afternoon—
They had kissed her.
A faint, yet undeniably real blush quietly bloomed on Yun Xueshang’s ice-like cheeks.
[I… indeed, indeed knew such a person…]
Her telepathic message was, uncharacteristically, tinged with a nearly imperceptible hesitation.
Qu Linglong and Lin Qianqian were both dumbfounded.
‘I-I didn’t see wrong, did I, Daoist Lin! Just now, Daoist Yun, did she blush?!’
‘Daoist Qu, stop shaking my hand! You didn’t see wrong! I-I saw it too! Senior Sister really did blush!’
So that meant—
The two exchanged another swift glance, a resolute thought simultaneously emerging in their minds—
‘This really is the love debt Daoist Yun (Senior Sister) incurred back then!’
[Um, Senior Sister, just to be safe, why don’t you use a bloodline detection spell to see if this child is truly your daughter?]
Before long, Lin Qianqian cautiously probed again.
[Mm.]
Yun Xueshang nodded, then activated the bloodline detection spell taught by her sect.
[She is, indeed, my… daughter.]
At the instant the result was confirmed, Yun Xueshang became even more disoriented.
‘I… truly have a daughter? Is she, born from that person?’
The maiden, who spent her days immersed in cultivation, knew very little about ‘children’. She only remembered that when she had asked her master, ‘How do children come about?’ in her childhood, her master had replied:
“Children are born after kissing.”
The still-charming Daoist nun had looked solemnly at her somewhat clueless disciple, earnestly cautioning her:
“Remember, Xueshang, children are born from kissing. In the future, you must never let anyone take advantage of you in that regard, otherwise, you will have children.”
Her master had spoken with such gravity that Yun Xueshang had committed it firmly to memory.
‘If that’s the case… I wasn’t pregnant back then. Could it be because… that person transformed into a woman and bore this child for me?’
‘But between women, after kissing… who bears the child, and how is it even decided?’
Yun Xueshang grew more confused the more she thought, yet her arms around the girl unconsciously tightened. She lowered her gaze to the small figure in her embrace, a softness, imperceptible even to herself, quietly blooming in her cold eyes.
“Rong… Rongrong?”
She tentatively called out, her voice a gentle tone unfamiliar even to herself.
“Hmm?” The pink-haired girl in her arms looked up, a sweet smile blossoming on her face. “What’s wrong, Mommy? Do you want some candied hawthorn too?”
As she spoke, she raised the glistening string of candied hawthorn to Yun Xueshang’s lips.
“Mommy, eat!”
“Oh, oh, alright…”
Yun Xueshang, flustered, released one arm from her embrace, her slender fingers sweeping aside a strand of silver hair that had fallen by her cheek. She lowered her head slightly and, taking the girl’s hand, gently bit off a hawthorn berry coated in crystal sugar.
‘Mm, very sweet.’
She gazed blankly at the girl in her arms, who was taking small bites of the candied hawthorn, her cheeks puffing out. Her thoughts were a jumbled, indescribable mess.
“Hehe, mission accomplished!”
Hua Xiangrong nestled back into the embrace that carried a cool fragrance, a glint of cunning flashing in her eyes.
“But I’m telling you, 099,” she grumbled to the system in her mind, “you really can’t help me hear what Mommy and them were saying just now? They kept exchanging glances without speaking for ages; they must have been secretly telepathically gossiping!”
“I’m sorry, Host, I really don’t have that function…”
“Oh, well, forget it, forget it.”
“Actually, even without hearing, I can guess about seventy to eighty percent of it. They’re probably pondering my origins and used telepathy so I wouldn’t hear. Adults are truly boring.”
“Host, you can’t really be considered a pure child, can you?”
099 couldn’t help but retort.
“Oh, don’t mind those details~”
She bit off another candied hawthorn, contentedly narrowing her eyes.
“But there’s one thing I truly can’t figure out…”
As she chewed the hawthorn, her thoughts began to wander.
“I was clearly just acting according to my character settings, and I hadn’t even had time to add much to the scene. Why did the female lead and the others directly accept me after that conversation? Shouldn’t they have doubted my origins?”
“According to Mother, she was unconscious back then, but the female lead was clearly awake…”
“Could it be that they really did ‘that’ back then? Does the female lead actually like Mother?”
But the next second, she herself negated that guess.
“Hmm, that doesn’t seem quite right. If they really had such a romantic connection, in the subsequent plot of the novel, when Mother becomes a villain, the female lead shouldn’t just draw her sword and hack her down, should she?”
“So… what exactly happened?”
This mystery thoroughly ignited her curiosity.
“Could this be the legendary hidden plot in a gal game? The kind players have to explore themselves?”
“Oh oh oh oh oh! 099! I’m suddenly fired up!”
She shouted excitedly in her mind.
“Do you have any medicine that makes you feel hot all over and unable to control yourself if you eat it? Let’s slip it into Mother’s teacup tonight and fast-track the plot!”
“Things that severely violate the system’s professional conduct regulations simply don’t exist!”
099 loudly retorted.
“Besides, we’re here to save the world, not to play a gal game!”
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