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Behind Youth, a woman dressed in a blue embroidered shirt with bamboo patterns and matching embroidered shoes stood, her smooth forehead slightly wrinkled. Concern and heartache flickered in her eyes as she asked, “Yichan, Qingxi, are you really going?”
Her voice trembled slightly, and her delicate hands, as smooth as scallions, were tightly clasped together. “Things are chaotic right now; can’t you wait a bit? There shouldn’t be much happening over at the rocks; Master is in a more open area.”
The woman was not only worried about the two children before her but also held deep affection for the mischievous and adorable Kid.
However, with the Earthquake shaking the mountains, human strength was insignificant against the tumultuous forces of nature. No matter how powerful one might be, they could not withstand the tremors caused by the earth's slight movements.
Liu Qingxi remained silent. She understood the intentions of the Wen Family, but she could not abandon Liu Qingyan. That was her only relative, the familial bond she had longed for in both this life and the previous one awaited her there.
There was a high chance that Liu Qingyan was safe, but what if she encountered one of those many possibilities? She could not take that risk.
In that moment, she felt no despair; instead, her resolve to head into town strengthened. “Aunt, I’m sorry to worry you, but I still have to go!”
The determination in her words left no room for doubt. Wen Family choked slightly, their heart heavy as they struggled to suppress the pain that twisted within them. They steadied their trembling shoulders and said, “Alright, Aunt won’t stop you. Just be careful.”
Wen Family held Liu Qingxi’s hands tightly. “Aunt will wait for your return!”
Looking at her grown son, who towered over her with his tall stature and slender shoulders beginning to show signs of manhood, she noted his youthful face but unwavering gaze that betrayed his maturity.
“Yichan, be careful!” All the words she wanted to say condensed into these simple six characters.
These simple six words made Liu Qingxi’s nose tingle as tears welled up in her eyes.
Quickly turning away to wipe away the tears that slipped from the corners of her eyes, she said, “Aunt, we’re leaving. Take care!”
Yang Yichen left Anan behind. “Ensure the lady’s safety!”
“Yes, young master! I will do everything in my power to guarantee the lady’s safety!” Anan understood that Yang Yichen entrusted him with such an important task and such an important person.
It was both a sign of trust and a responsibility.
Although he wanted to follow Yang Yichen, the safety of the Wen Family was more important.
No one knew if another earthquake like the previous one would occur, causing those standing to lose their balance.
Undoubtedly, going out at this moment was the least wise choice and the most dangerous path.
But Liu Qingxi was fearless because Liu Qingyan was waiting for her in town, and she had Yang Yichen's company.
The two traveled light, leaving together with increasingly quick steps until they became two black dots. The Wen Family's gaze lingered, reluctant to look away.
"Sigh, when will this end!"
The Wen Family recalled a book she had seen in her father's study. Historical records indicated that hundreds of years ago, before the current Western Moon Kingdom existed, there had been a similar tremor.
The book described a scene of devastation, with corpses scattered everywhere and nature destroyed, leaving the people in despair.
She also knew that this tremor was called an earthquake, a name passed down through the ages.
However, due to the passage of time, historical records were scarce, and most people were unaware of it.
The Wen Family only had this impression because of her curiosity and interest in some random books.
But she did not understand the signs before an earthquake or the emergency measures afterward. If it weren't for Yang Yichen's quick reaction, she wouldn't have escaped at all.
Anan quietly stayed by the Wen Family's side, gazing into the distance with her: "Madam, don't worry. Young Master will be fine."
But who could be so certain about future events? The Wen Family remained silent.
In her heart, she prayed continuously: "Lord, please open your eyes and help me. Yichan and Qingxi need your protection. I am willing to sacrifice ten years of my life for their safety."
She clasped her hands together in front of her chest, closed her eyes tightly, her brow slightly furrowed, and her chin raised as she faced the distance.
The calmness of this moment did not bring a sense of relief after surviving a disaster; instead, it felt even more oppressive, like the stillness before a storm.
The earth seemed like a gigantic monster, opening its dark mouth wide, swallowing countless lives in an instant.
It was brewing its final strength, waiting for the ultimate explosion.
After a long while, the Wen Family gazed into the distance, silently observing. It felt as if there was no sound between the earth and sky, yet it also seemed incredibly noisy.
Animals flying above, crawling on the ground, and swimming in the water were desperately fleeing, just like the insignificant people trying to escape from the shelter that could instantly take their lives when it collapsed, only to face homelessness again.
The Threshing Ground was not far from where the Wen Family had stopped. She saw people huddled closely together, drawing strength from one another. In this brief moment of calmness, some of the bolder ones gradually relaxed their bodies.
They tried to divert their attention with words, shifting away from the fear in their hearts.
"Village Chief, what's going on?" a teenager around ten years old stood up and walked over to Zhang Wuliang.
There was no choice; to him, the village chief was the most knowledgeable person he knew. Yet it was difficult for Zhang Wuliang as well.
He was in his thirties, and such a sudden tremor was unheard of for him. After all, those distant events had long been forgotten by generations of people.
Suddenly, an elderly voice emerged from the crowd—hoarse and weak—but it was surprisingly clear amidst the silence of hundreds of people.
"This is an Earthquake!" The old man sighed deeply.
Zhang Wuliang looked toward the source of the voice and immediately rushed over: "Great-Grandfather, how are you? Are you feeling unwell?"
It turned out that the speaker was none other than the oldest and most respected Great-Grandfather of the Village.
The old man had completely white hair, hunched over, sitting on the ground and breathing lightly: "It's nothing, Five Grains, don't worry."
The elderly man's thin, dry hands waved slightly: "Everyone, don't run around. We don't know if there will be another Earthquake, so adults should keep an eye on the Child."
Zhang Wuliang supported the old man: "Great-Grandfather, do you know what happened?"
The old man coughed lightly twice and straightened up with Zhang Wuliang's support: "Yes, it's time to listen to my grandfather's story."
His thoughts drifted back several decades to when his grandfather told a story about a sudden Earthquake that shook the mountains, burying houses, grain, and people underground.
It was said that it was due to the emperor's cruelty, a deliberate punishment. As a result, countless commoners and officials condemned the reigning emperor. After the devastating Earthquake, the court was engulfed in bloodshed.
"Back then, many people died. If you weren't careful while walking, you could easily kick a white bone. We were lucky."
"Then Great-Grandfather, will there be another tremor?"
The old man thought for a moment: "I don't know either. It's been too long. My grandfather also heard it from his elders; it's uncertain. It's better to be cautious."
The people huddled together looked confused and quietly listened as the old man recounted the Earthquake that occurred hundreds of years ago.
In the distance, the Azure Robed Woman slowly approached.
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