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The most obvious person feeling the atmosphere in the residence is Mo Xier. In the past, no one knew where she was, but now wherever she goes, a large group of people follows her, fearing that she might suddenly disappear.
Even during meals, there are a bunch of people watching her, which makes her quite uncomfortable. She just wants to quietly be a little invisible!
Since Old Madam woke up, Night Star resumed the daily morning court sessions. After returning from court, there are even more matters to handle.
In recent days, there has been no news from Old Madam, and the silence is somewhat frightening. Night Star has been waiting for the emperor's decree along with her. According to the man's speculation, the emperor might summon her to the palace for a meeting, but currently, there is no news at all.
This inevitably raises some doubts: Did Old Madam tell the emperor about this matter?
After being patient for three more days, Mo Xier could no longer hold back and began to murmur about her boredom in Night Star's ear, expressing her desire to go out and play.
Night Star merely glanced at her lightly without saying anything.
One day, shortly after finishing dinner, Night Star swayed in. The way he looked made her feel somewhat curious.
Not summoning her to the palace was one thing, but now Night Star seemed a bit unusual. Under such great pressure, he was able to show such an expression; it was simply not normal!
"What's wrong with you today? You seem to be in a good mood," she asked.
Sitting across from her, the man's eyes were bright as he softly said, "You told me you have a way to cure that Plague. Today the emperor issued a decree for me to take people to the border. I want to take you with me to see if there's a chance to save them."
Mo Xier was stunned for a moment upon hearing this and asked in disbelief, "What did you say? Say it again? Isn't the emperor supposed to summon me?"
"I originally thought I had misheard too, but it seems the emperor doesn't even know of your existence. It's been three days now with still no movement," Night Star said, his eyes filled with joy—a sight that was rarely seen.
Slowly, Mo Xier's lips curled into a brilliant smile, as if she were about to jump for joy.
At that moment, words could not describe the excitement in her heart. What was once destined had been suddenly interrupted by an unexpected event, and it would not be an exaggeration to call it a surprise.
Turning around, she couldn't help but ask, "So according to you, can I still leave this General's residence?"
Night Star nodded in agreement. Finally, overwhelmed with excitement, Mo Xier let out a sharp scream, as if that was the only way to relieve the surge of emotions within her.
"When are we leaving? I'm getting a bit impatient!"
"Once I say goodbye to my mother, we can leave."
Hearing the word "mother," her previously excited mood was instantly doused with cold water, leaving her with a chilling feeling. Saying goodbye to Old Madam would undoubtedly be a tough battle.
In the evening, as the sun began to set, accompanied by the fading light of dusk and her reluctance, she once again followed the man into Old Madam's courtyard.
"Hey, look who has come!" Rong Mama stood outside the door, holding several plates of pastries and trying to enter. The three of them ran into each other, creating an awkward atmosphere.
Night Star ignored her and attempted to bypass her to enter the courtyard but was stopped by a servant guarding the area at her signal.
"The sun hasn't risen from the west today; why would the young master bring this Demoness here? Could it be that he has softened and is here to express his intentions to Old Madam?"
Rong Mama handed the items in her hands to a nearby maid, her scrutinizing gaze shifting between the two, and the smile on her face made Mo Xier feel somewhat nauseous.
"Help me inform Old Madam that we are here to bid farewell," Night Star said calmly, casting a brief glance at her.
The smile on Rong Mama's face vanished instantly as disbelief filled her expression. "Young master, you can't say such things! Why would you want to leave the General's residence? Are you really prepared to give up your identity and status for this Demoness?"
Hearing this, Mo Xier couldn't help but smile. She didn't expect that this woman had such a rich imagination; with just a simple sentence, she could associate so much.
"Just pass on the message when I tell you to. Don't think that just because you are close to my mother, I won't dare to act against you." A fierce gaze shot over, without any hint of concealment, startling Rong Mama into taking a few steps back, her hands trembling slightly.
Without saying another word, she turned and went inside to report. In no time, Old Madam summoned them in.
Similar to Buddha Hall, Old Madam's room appeared somewhat dim. Although there were windows on all sides, they were tightly shut, and the room was filled with a strong scent of Musk. It seemed that this fragrance was deeply favored by Old Madam, so wherever she was, one could always smell it.
Sitting at the table, Old Madam seemed immersed in her own world. However, when Night Star stepped into the room, she suddenly opened her eyes and said with near disgust, "You are not allowed to come in! If there's anything to discuss, do it at the door."
After saying this, her gaze shifted to the woman beside him. "So that the Demoness doesn't come in and bring bad luck!"
Having long been accustomed to Old Madam's harsh words, she didn't care at all. Since others disliked her, she wouldn't force herself upon them to avoid being annoying.
Night Star dejectedly withdrew his step and quietly stood outside the door, his expression indifferent as he looked at Old Madam. Seeing such a man, Mo Xier felt an indescribable emotion brewing within her.
Slowly kneeling down, even though Old Madam's attitude towards him was terrible, he still maintained the proper etiquette. "Mother, the Emperor has sent me to the border to suppress the Gaochang Plague. I have come specifically to bid you farewell."
"The Plague?" Jiang Yu questioned in confusion. This illness was not uncommon; usually, once someone contracted it, there was little hope for survival. Without medication control, its transmission rate was astonishing; just one person could infect a large number.
The court had done an excellent job of keeping this news under wraps, so much so that people in the capital were unaware that Gaochang had erupted with a Plague.
"Yes, this outbreak of the Gaochang Plague came suddenly. The Emperor is worried that the border, which has finally stabilized, might face trouble again; hence he sent me there."
The disgust in Old Madam's eyes gradually calmed down. The speed at which she turned the Buddhist beads in her hand slowed as if she were pondering something. Her gaze leisurely shifted to Mo Xier.
She reached out and grabbed the corner of the woman's clothing, almost forcefully pulling her down to kneel. Night Star continued speaking: "This time I will also take her with me. Since Mother cannot tolerate her, I naturally will not allow her to appear before you again."
Mo Xier knelt down, but her gaze remained fixed on Old Madam, her intuition telling her that something was off with Old Madam.
She showed no concern for her own son going to such a dangerous place; in fact, she could sense that Old Madam had completely relaxed!
What kind of feelings could allow a mother to watch her son walk to his death without a word of worry?
Meeting her gaze, Old Madam appeared very calm. She put down the Buddhist beads in her hand and softly said, "Since it is the Emperor who sent you, you can go with peace of mind. The General's residence has me here; you need not worry."
"Understood, Mother."
"As for her, if you insist on taking her with you, then take her. Just remember, never let her appear before me again!" Her low words were an agreement for him to take her away.
"Yes," Night Star replied.
"Alright, go back and pack your things. Depart immediately; do not let the Emperor worry about Gaochang."
From entering the room to leaving, it took no more than ten minutes, and the conversation between mother and son was surprisingly brief.
After exiting the courtyard, she silently followed behind the man, feeling a tremor in her heart.
They were clearly mother and son, yet the mother had not uttered a single word of concern for her son. For the sake of the General's status, she only cared about ensuring her son remained loyal to the Emperor. What kind of mother was this?
Night Star's steps ahead slowed slightly, as if he were admiring the scenery of the General's residence.
After a long silence, she couldn't help but speak up. "Wood, why does your mother not even say a word of concern? Could it be that you are not her biological child?"
The man in front paused his steps but did not turn around. However, she clearly saw his stiff back, resembling a statue.
"Where is your father? Why have you never mentioned him? Your mother is being too harsh!" At that moment, Mo Xier genuinely felt indignant for him.
"My father died on the battlefield long ago, on the day I was born." The man's voice came softly, filled with evident sorrow.
Under the setting sun, he stood alone, echoing the distant sun that had lost its warmth. In that moment, she seemed to see a vulnerable side of this man, who was usually so tough, filled with helplessness and confusion.
Night Star slowly turned around; the charm in his eyes had faded from its previous depth. Now, his gaze lacked focus, as if he was merely looking for the sake of looking.
"My mother has always been very strict with me... I can understand, after all, I lost my father."
The desolate expression made the scenery behind him lose its color in an instant. In Mo Xier's eyes, there was only him, and only he could occupy that space.
Unable to help herself, she stepped forward and tremblingly took his cold hands. "I'm sorry, I didn't know. I didn't mean to bring up your painful memories..."
She stumbled over her words. From their first meeting when he was so cold to now realizing he was just a normal person with ordinary emotions, Mo Xier felt a heaviness in her heart as if a large stone pressed down on her, making it hard to breathe.
With a light sigh, Night Star struggled to free his hands from hers. "It's okay; you're not the first person to say that. Sometimes I wonder if I'm not good enough, which is why I can never earn my mother's praise no matter how hard I try."
"That's not true! You are the most outstanding person I've ever met! I would never lie!" The woman's eyes sparkled with dazzling light. As their gazes met, Night Star seemed to see a faint sunlight that was so bright and captivating.
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