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Is this person really his father? How did he come back to life? Why does he have no memories at all?
The Old General understood Night Star's doubts. He realized that if he didn't explain, it would be hard for everything to move forward. Sighing, he thought for a moment and then spoke, "Back then, I was indeed on the brink of death..."
Mo Xier immediately focused her attention on the Old General. She was curious about how such a thing as faking death could be accomplished in ancient times. Moreover, it was quite difficult for someone as important as the Old General to pull off such a feat without it being discovered.
"Back then, in order to save you, I was shot by arrows on the battlefield. However, that is not the whole truth. After you all left, I fell into a state of unconsciousness due to poisoning and was saved by a wandering man who happened to pass by.
At that time, I had no idea why a mere wanderer possessed such remarkable medical skills until later when I found out." The Old General spoke each word steadily and calmly, as if recounting an event unrelated to himself.
"It was only later that I learned that this man was actually the legendary Miraculous Healer, Jing Decai. Unfortunately, due to bad luck, he encountered a famine and wandered into a war-torn area, hoping to find something valuable among the dead to trade for food. Little did he expect to find someone still alive."
Night Star listened quietly, and upon hearing this, surprise flickered in his eyes. He never imagined that the legendary Miraculous Healer, Jing Decai, had fallen into such dire straits; it was truly pitiful.
With these thoughts in mind, his emotions became complex and intertwined. The woman beside him quietly observed his expression, though she did not know the man's background.
She could probably guess that he was an extraordinary figure with a somewhat mysterious past similar to her own.
"He saved me, and I remained unconscious for half a month before waking up. My heart was very weak; I couldn't move or express any emotions. Fortunately, my armor had a valuable jade pendant hidden in the chest area that could fetch a good price at that time.
So Jing Decai and I relied on this income to get by while he treated me and practiced his benevolent deeds." The Old General seemed lost in deep memories as he pondered seriously.
"But if that's the case, Father, why didn't you return sooner to see me and Mother? Why did you make us wait so long?"
Night Star said coldly, his tone carrying a hint of melancholy. His starry eyes no longer sparkled as they once did; instead, they were filled with a sense of loss and hurt.
"It’s a long story. By the time I return, everything will have already been set in stone, and the court has already honored me as a martyr, which has brought significant attention to the Night Family.
I don’t want to deprive the Night Family of this glory because of myself. After all, the political situation at that time was extremely complex, and many were eager to take my father’s position."
Saying this, the Old General took a sip of tea, still warm, with a fragrant aroma lingering in the room.
It was an intoxicating scent. Mo Xier could smell the fragrance of the tea from afar; strangely, it was a strong tea aroma that was not overpowering but rather elegant.
This elegant scent lifted one’s spirits, making one feel refreshed.
"Xingchen, you must understand that being close to the emperor is like being close to a tiger. In the court, if one missteps, everything could be lost; one wrong step leads to another.
Your father is merely a warrior, unlike those who spend their days with words and ink. In the court, everything your father does requires utmost caution. But if your father were to die, the situation would be vastly different," the Old General said meaningfully as he looked at Night Star.
The handsome young man slightly froze, suddenly realizing something.
The Old General was right; if he died in everyone’s eyes, no one would trouble his family anymore. This way, the entire Night Family would not only gain supreme grace and honor but would also appear less threatening to outsiders.
Who could have imagined that the Old General and the Chancellor had secretly formed an alliance and set such a grand trap? The intricacy of this scheme was truly remarkable.
"Why? Can’t the Night Family stand tall and proud? Must we fear others’ influence? Are we really so powerless? How can we allow ourselves to be so easily manipulated?"
Night Star questioned, unable to believe that such a large family as the Night Family had to rely on others. Why couldn’t they maintain their integrity even while surrounded by filth?
"It’s not as simple as you think," the Old General sighed. His weathered eyes emitted a murky light as all the harsh realities of life flashed through his mind like a film reel.
The sigh was a mix of all the helplessness and the painful struggles of living in this world.
In the silence, the atmosphere in the hall became strange, heavy with an oppressive stillness.
"Father, what are you trying to achieve by bringing this up now?" Night Star asked coldly, a question suddenly surfacing in his mind. He couldn't understand why the Night Family had worked so hard to conceal this secret for so many years, only to expose it today.
Was it simply because Old Madam was eager to acknowledge her son? The hatred she had harbored for so many years was vivid in his memory, yet his father was not dead. Why should he be blamed?
All the unfair treatment he had endured seemed to stem from baseless accusations, which he found laughable upon reflection. However, he could understand his mother’s intense hatred that erupted from her ignorance of the truth back then.
Why not hate the Emperor? Couldn’t he compensate Old Madam's longing for her child by being by her side? With such thoughts, he found it difficult to comprehend; it was a strange feeling.
"The time has come. What you need to do is turn this world into our Night Family's world, so that in the foreseeable future, you will enjoy a lifetime of Wealth and Glory."
Old General pondered deeply, a frenzied look appearing in his eyes.
Mo Xier observed closely from the side; it was a kind of manic excitement, a madness driven by a desire for power.
"Impossible!" Night Star suddenly interrupted, firmly rejecting the idea as he looked at Old General with unwavering resolve. Once he learned the truth, he felt nothing but confusion and helplessness.
The sense of helplessness regarding his own identity and control over his future left him feeling lost; that feeling made even breathing painful.
He was not weak or easily bullied; he had opinions of his own. It was just that facing these sudden changes and the disappearance of the woman beside him left him at a loss.
Thus, he had hesitated to make any decisions, passively accepting things as they came. He listened to Jiang Huai's decision to confront the Emperor and heard news from servants searching for his beloved. He contemplated deeply and even felt compelled to enter the palace seeking help from the Emperor—not out of desperation but as a means of testing the waters.
He clearly knew that the emperor had ulterior motives and was afraid that he might do something to that woman. Thus, he pretended to be in a vulnerable position to test the king.
Today, the appearance of the Old General struck him like a bolt of lightning; everything was a trap set by someone who seemed to be his closest ally.
The Old Madam had kidnapped the woman he loved, watching him like it was a joke, as he grew thin and weary from running around in fear.
The Old General had laid out a clever scheme, making him endure so much humiliation and pain since childhood. Happiness had never lasted, while suffering felt endlessly prolonged.
He felt disgusted, as if he had swallowed a fly, wanting desperately to vomit from head to toe.
Why should he let himself be manipulated? The pain he endured could have been avoided! He glared at the Old General like an enraged lion, "The world will never belong to the Night Family!"
"Nonsense! The world is now the Night Family's; it's just a matter of name!" The Old General looked at him with fierce anger, showing no fear at all, as if he had anticipated this reaction. He remained calm and found nothing unusual about it.
"Everything is ready; we just lack the east wind to turn this world into ours. It would benefit both of us, and your beloved woman could wear gold and silver for the rest of her life—what's wrong with that?"
When Night Star heard the last sentence, he hesitated for a moment, looking at the beloved woman beside him. Her long hair shimmered like silk under the sunlight. Her large eyes sparkled like jewels, and her full pink lips resembled cherries.
What a wonderful woman she was, seemingly born to be a stunning beauty.
Mo Xier stood quietly in the sunlight, basking in its warm glow. Her light yellow elegant dress flowed to the ground, accentuating her graceful figure.
She gazed back at Night Star's sparkling eyes, gently shook her head, and met his gaze with determination. A slight smile appeared on her lips, conveying understanding.
A warm current surged in his heart; this woman was actually thinking of him and worrying for his troubles. This thought brought him some comfort and gratitude that swelled within him, further solidifying his resolve.
"Even without glory, I can rely on my own abilities to ensure she wears gold and silver for a lifetime!"
"What did you say? I am considering the ancestors of the Night Family! Don't you want our forebears to rest in peace underground?
Bringing honor to our family is a matter of great pride; others seek it but cannot attain it, yet you have it in your hands and choose to cast it aside?"
The Old General admonished, his slightly balding forehead shining brightly, with a few wrinkles appearing, but he still looked spirited and imposing.
"No! You claim it's for the honor of the family, ha! The dead know nothing. In truth, you are only thinking of your own Wealth and Glory!
What does it matter whose family holds power in this world? As long as the common people live in peace and happiness, isn't that enough? As a ruler, one should think of the world."
After a pause, his voice suddenly turned cold, and he said ominously, "You selfishly bring suffering to the people for your own gain; what face will you have to meet your ancestors a hundred years from now?"
"Impudent!" The Old General shouted angrily, raising his hand to strike Night Star's face. However, Night Star's speed was astonishingly quick, and he dodged to the side in an instant.
"As my father, you have never shown me any nurturing kindness; what right do you have to strike the face of a grown man?"
"You..." The Old General was momentarily speechless with rage, his chest heaving as he gasped for breath.
His voice carried a hint of gloom. "Even if I have not raised you, I have saved your life." He glared at Night Star.
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