Starting From A Son In Law To Build An Long Lasting Family Chapter 2125: 570: Storm Approaching, Even a Fearless Woman Fears a Persistent Man

Upon entering the Immortal Ceremony Hall, Xiao Xiyue’s gaze immediately fell upon Chu Qingyi. Clad in a celestial blue palace dress with her dark tresses loosely gathered, Chu Qingyi held a young child tenderly in her arms.

A gentle gaze was cast upon the infant, and the characteristic frigid aura so often seen around Chu Qingyi dissolved, replaced by a spring-like warmth that flowed from her brows and eyes, suffused with the soft radiance of motherhood.

“Senior Sister…”

Despite cultivating the Supreme Forgetful Love Technique, which normally rendered her unmoved by worldly affections, Xiao Xiyue found her usually placid heart stirred by the scene. It was as if a stone had been cast into a still lake, creating ripples of emotion.

“Junior Sister, you have returned.”

“Shouzheng, this is your Martial Aunt.”

Addressing the child nestled in her embrace, Chu Qingyi’s delicate red lips parted, her voice a melodious whisper as she introduced Xiao Xiyue, whose countenance, like that of a fairy from the Moon Palace, exuded a cold, divine beauty.

“Martial Aunt!”

The child, showing no apprehension towards a stranger, turned his bright eyes directly towards Xiao Xiyue and called out with a clear voice.

Xiao Xiyue’s eyes traced the child’s features, resembling finely carved jade, and his still-chubby cheeks, discovering a subtle, almost familiar likeness.

Although she hadn't practiced any Blood Path Cultivation Techniques, which would allow her to sense familial ties through aura,

her Senior Sister’s words, her actions, her very expression, coupled with the child’s facial structure, left no doubt. This was her Senior Sister’s son, her own kin.

She even surmised the identity of the child's father...

“Shouzheng, your name is Lu Shouzheng, is it not?”

While Xiao Xiyue had long suspected an unusual connection between her Senior Sister and her husband, and had even contemplated the possibility of them becoming sister-wives in the future,

witnessing that they had conceived a child during her years of absence stirred a complex mix of feelings within her heart.

However, the Supreme Forgetful Love Technique, operating on its own accord, swiftly subdued and smoothed away these nascent emotions.

“Mm.”

Chu Qingyi observed her Junior Sister’s eyes, as serene and detached as the moon in the heavens, undisturbed by any wavering sentiment. A slight pause flickered in her heart before she softly inclined her head.

Despite having contemplated this scenario for many years, facing her Junior Sister still brought a measure of trepidation.

“Shouzheng, come, let your Martial Aunt hold you for a moment.”

Xiao Xiyue deliberately restrained the active flow of the Supreme Forgetful Love Technique, her gaze settling on the child cradled by her Senior Sister.

Even if a trace of emotion surfaced regarding this matter, she could never place blame upon her Senior Sister.

After all, having been fellow disciples for decades, she understood Chu Qingyi’s temperament intimately.

In their earlier years, her Senior Sister had always carried a sense of guilt towards her.

In this particular affair, it was undoubtedly her own husband’s doing.

As the circulation of the Supreme Forgetful Love Technique subsided, thoughts of Lu Changsheng seemed to thaw even the icy aura that typically kept others at bay from Xiao Xiyue.

The young child glanced towards his mother. Noticing Chu Qingyi setting him down, he promptly walked towards Xiao Xiyue, addressing her as “Martial Aunt”.

“Shouzheng, how old are you this year?”

Xiao Xiyue found herself momentarily unsure of how to interact with the child before her.

Though she had a daughter of her own, her experience with motherhood and child-rearing was limited.

In relation to her daughter, Lu Wangshu, she had always indulged her every whim, treating her with a sense of guilt-ridden atonement.

“Martial Aunt, do you know when my father will return?”

The child’s large, dark eyes, gleaming like polished obsidian, fixed on his Martial Aunt as he posed his question.

Hearing this, Xiao Xiyue looked towards her Senior Sister with a touch of surprise, curious if Lu Changsheng had been absent for an extended period.

“Lu… Lu Changsheng, he is likely occupied with matters concerning the Nascent Soul stage,” Chu Qingyi replied, her red lips pressed together lightly.

Xiao Xiyue possessed a more profound understanding of Lu Changsheng’s situation than even Chu Qingyi. She was aware that his cultivation had already reached the late stage of Core Formation long ago.

It was perfectly logical that he would now be seeking an opportunity to advance to the Nascent Soul realm.

She inquired of Chu Qingyi about the duration of Lu Changsheng’s absence.

“So long?”

While Lu Changsheng had frequently traveled in his younger days, he typically returned within two to three years at the latest.

After speaking, a thought seemed to strike her, and she turned to her Senior Sister, asking, “Senior Sister, does he know about Shouzheng?”

Chu Qingyi, a cultivator at the Core Formation stage, felt utterly uneasy, her heart pounding. Meeting her junior sister Xiao Xiyue’s gaze, she softly admitted, "He probably has no idea."

A sigh escaped Xiao Xiyue’s lips. "Senior Sister, have you been the sole caregiver for Shouzheng all these years? Have you not visited Bi Lake Mountain?"

Noticing her senior sister’s silence and visible nervousness, Xiao Xiyue stood up and took Chu Qingyi’s hand. "Senior Sister, I’m planning a trip to Bi Lake Mountain to see Wangshu. Why don’t you come along?"

"Let Shouzheng and Wangshu meet each other too. He can’t possibly remain by your side indefinitely, can he?"

Regardless of anything else, Chu Qingyi held the status of her senior sister.

Their bond was significantly deeper than what existed between many of Lu Changsheng’s other consorts.

Furthermore, with her senior sister and her husband already blessed with a son, what further objections could she possibly raise?

Clearly, she had to assist in resolving this complicated situation.

This was especially true given that nobody knew Lu Changsheng’s current whereabouts, and her senior sister herself seemed at a loss on how to proceed.

Should Lu Changsheng never return, their son might very well grow up harboring resentment towards his absent and unreliable father.

"Okay."

Despite Chu Qingyi’s apprehension and uncertainty about facing Lu Changsheng’s other wives, the genuine concern reflected in her junior sister’s eyes prompted her to agree.

She understood the impossibility of keeping the child tethered to her side forever.

As for postponing the matter until Lu Changsheng’s return, the timing of his potential reappearance was completely unknown.

A soft hum resonated. Xiao Xiyue casually raised her hand, and a sedan-like artifact, initially palm-sized, expanded rapidly as it caught the wind. It carried Chu Qingyi and Lu Shouzheng away from Caiyun Peak and Qingyun Sect, charting a course towards Bi Lake Mountain.

"Junior Sister, have you encountered any perilous situations during these years?"

Inside the Jade Sedan, Chu Qingyi, still feeling somewhat awkward and unsure of conversational topics, turned the inquiry towards Xiao Xiyue, asking about the progress of the Liangyue War.

She recalled their joint expedition to Yue Country previously, acknowledging the inherent risks associated with that mission.

It was due to a confrontation with the Flood Dragon Saint Heir of Beast God Mountain and the resulting severe injuries that she had been compelled to return to the sect prematurely.

"The situation is quite dire..."

Xiao Xiyue offered no pretense, disclosing the current state of affairs frankly.