Why abandon him when he is so good, so pure?
"Qingyao, I just want to tell you that in this world, you are the only one, the only one who makes me this happy. There is no second person."
Wuqing's heartfelt words continued to echo in Qingyao's ears.
Hearing him speak now, she felt incredibly happy, happier than ever before. Because she was the one who most wished him happiness, and as long as she could make him happy, she was willing to do anything. Even if everyone in the world called him cold-blooded and heartless, said he was bloodthirsty and devilish, in her heart, he was still the jade-like man tonight.
He could smile, he could be happy, but only she could give him these.
So in the future, she would always make him happy, making him forget all the past pain.
"Wuqing, when everything is over, can I take you to meet my father? He's a very kind person, and my two elder sisters. They'll be very happy to meet you."
Qingyao's interest suddenly piqued, and she looked up to ask Wuqing's opinion.
Wuqing smiled again. Tonight, he seemed genuinely happy, the happiest night of his twenty-plus years of life.
"Alright."
Her family was his family. To raise such a lovely Qingyao, he truly wanted to meet them.
The two leaned back on the reclining chairs, their hearts filled with a certain surge of emotion, talking naturally, their tones much more intimate than before.
"Wuqing, if I stay in Wuqing Valley forever, will you chase me away?"
"No."
"What if I keep causing trouble for you? You won't chase me away either?"
"No."
"Then if I ever make you angry, you won't chase me away?"
"I will never be angry with you."
"Then what if I really infuriate you?" Qingyao was troubled by this topic and kept questioning, wanting to know if he would drive her out of the valley if she truly angered him one day.
"If you infuriate me, huh," Wuqing chuckled, his eyes sparkling like little stars in the sky, "then I'll trap you in the valley and never allow you to leave for a lifetime."
"Ah," Qingyao exclaimed, then burst into laughter. They both laughed. This feeling was truly no different from being family.
"Wuqing, it's too lonely in the valley. I want to bring some little beggars back."
This time, Wuqing raised an eyebrow, a hint of curiosity in his eyes. "What do you want those fellows for? To accompany Little Fish?"
Qingyao's lips curved into a playful smile. That fellow didn't need little beggars to keep him company. As long as she spoke to him for a moment, she was afraid it would scare off a large number of people. Qingyao laughed at the thought, but they were discussing the little beggars now.
"Wuqing, actually, I've wanted to tell you something. I want to take in some homeless little beggars, nurture them slowly, and then use them to establish an organization. The chaos of these seven kingdoms will happen sooner or later. In times of turmoil, it's almost impossible to protect oneself. To attain peace, one must have a force that deters others, and only then can true tranquility be achieved."
This was a lesson learned in blood. If she had had power back then, she wouldn't have needed to enter the palace. It was precisely because she lacked power that she had to enter the palace and eventually lead Little Fish out.
Wuqing froze for a moment, not expecting Qingyao to think so far ahead. Her words were not wrong at all. In times of turmoil, relying solely on martial arts without some power was indeed impractical, so he did not object.
"Alright. Wuqing Valley will be your home from now on. Whatever you want to do, go ahead, you don't need to ask me."
"Thank you," Qingyao immediately smiled. She had been thinking about these matters recently but feared Wuqing's disagreement. Although he had taken her in, she had shamelessly clung to the valley, and now she even wanted to bring others in. Fortunately, he had agreed.
"This is wonderful."
Qingyao couldn't help but leap from the reclining chair and dance gracefully in the courtyard. Her smile as she looked back was like that of a joyful sprite.
Wuqing found it enough to simply watch her quietly and feel happy.
The night was already very deep when Mochou and Moyou returned. Qingfeng followed behind them. The moment the three entered, they sensed the strong atmosphere of joy filling the small courtyard. It seemed the two had spent their time very happily.
Mochou and Moyou were happy, but Qingfeng's pupils flickered slightly. He eventually walked silently to Wuqing's side.
"Young Master, it's very late. You should rest."
"Mm, Wuqing, get some rest. See you tomorrow." Qingyao waved her hand. Wuqing nodded and smiled, then was pushed back into the house by Qingfeng in his wheelchair. Until they entered the room, Qingfeng remained silent, his dark eyes somewhat shadowed.
Wuqing looked at him motionlessly. "Qingfeng, what's wrong?"
"Young Master, have you forgotten your own matters? Qingfeng feels sad."
"Alright, Qingfeng, don't spoil the mood. I'm truly happy tonight. This is the happiest night of my twenty-plus years. Aren't you happy for me?"
Qingfeng looked at his young master like this, feeling his joy. Yes, he knew his young master had always been lonely and not as cold-blooded as the rumors outside suggested. However, his young master had matters to attend to. As long as he completed them, and then was with Miss Mu, there was nothing wrong with that.
"Young Master, you've forgotten what you need to do. Once those things are done, everything will be fine, and Young Master can truly be with Miss Mu. Wouldn't that be even better?"
"Do you think that matter is easy to handle?" Wuqing's expression slowly turned cold, his brows furrowed, and his dark eyes were as gloomy as the sea, turbulent with surging waves from time to time. "I hate him, do you know that? Qingfeng, I hate him, that's why I don't want to do it. I'd rather?"
Before he could finish his words, Qingfeng cried out, "Young Master, you're crazy! You're truly mad! You never thought like this before because you didn't want to leave Miss Mu. Is it because of her that you're like this? I'll go find her."
After Qingfeng roared and prepared to leave, Wuqing's expression suddenly turned chilling and severe. He spoke menacingly, "How dare you. If you take even one step forward, I will kill you myself. You know I always keep my word."
Even if it pained him, as long as he dared to disobey, he could still kill him. He would never allow anyone to ruin his happiness.
Qingfeng's body stiffened. He had never doubted his young master's words. It seemed he truly didn't care about anything else. Turning back, his eyes were suddenly misty. He felt heartache for his young master.
"Young Master?"
"Qingfeng, you know I've never been happy all these years. For the time we've spent living here, can we not mention those unhappy things?"
He looked up, and in his eyes was a child's innocence, mixed with a plea. Qingfeng's heart ached piercingly, but he could do nothing. He could only nod slowly, "Alright, Young Master."