Dugu Ye, or as he is known, Mo Jue, watching her entangled expression, felt a sourness in his heart, as if a jar of mixed flavors had been overturned, extremely uncomfortable.
He forcefully suppressed the pain in his heart, reached out his hand and gently touched her tender face, his eyes deep, staring at her tightly as if he could absorb her into himself.
"Yao'er, the man didn't die, did he? You're not a widow either, right? Or have you never been married?"
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Yu Yao was shocked to look at him, and in a heartbeat, she understood that this man had already investigated her background.
She sighed softly and then stopped hiding, "You are right, I am not a widow, and I have no husband who died in the battle. All this is just a lie I made up."
Mo Jue had long known about these things, and this time, he did not seem surprised upon hearing them.
"Who is that man?"
Even if he knew that the man was Xuanjing, he still asked in this way.
"It's Xuanjing."
The two had spent a lifetime together, and she had an extremely high level of trust in Mo Jue, so she answered very straightforwardly.
Seeing that he was quietly listening, with no sign of surprise in his expression, she knew that this man even knew about this.
"Yes, if I'm not mistaken, he's a senior monk from the Wanfo Temple, right? How did you get involved with him, and have a child?"
Mo Jue wrapped her entire body in his arms, and without any hesitation, grabbed her breast with his big hand. He narrowed his eyes and asked casually.
According to what he knew, Xuanjing was not a fake monk. He was truly an experienced and profound practitioner of Buddhist scriptures, but for some reason, he broke his vows and had a child.
Although Yao'er has always had great charm, attracting suitors wherever she goes, she is not the kind of person who lacks self-control and would go after a high monk of the Buddhist order.
Is there some hidden reason among them?
And the origin of Yao'er, he can't find out at all, as if he appeared out of nowhere.
Yu Yao blushed, grabbing his hand that was misbehaving, "No, it's outside the courtyard, and the child is right beside us."
She had just noticed that Zhou Aunt and Zhao Aunt had looked at this place several times, and their expressions were very strange.
Who knows what they're saying about her behind her back now.
"Hmph, what's going on in the courtyard? Just two ignorant children and a few slaves, who dare to peep? Their eyes will be out if they do."
Mo Jue softly laughed, not only did he not stop, but his actions became even more brazen, and increasingly inappropriate.
Yao'er's face turned pink, and her eyes seemed to emit a mist like water. She felt extremely empty and weak.
She wanted to push away the man or stop him, but she was pinned down by him and couldn't move.
"Yao'er, you haven't answered my question yet. What's the matter between you and Xuanjing?"
Mo Jue tightly enclosed her in his arms, his voice low and dark, incredibly sexy.
With a strong taste of jealousy, it's almost making him sour.
"Oh?"
Yao'er was seduced by Mo Jue's words, her mind was in a state of turmoil, and she had completely forgotten what she had originally said.
Now hearing his words, she ditsyly said everything.
She told him her own background, the process of her meeting Xuanjing, and how she later lived at the Wanfo Temple and went to Zhoujiazhuang to expel demons together with him, all in detail.
But her mind was still somewhat clear, and she omitted the truth that she was a missioner, only saying that when she woke up, she turned into a spider demon and happened to meet Xuanjing, who was expelling demons.
Since she couldn't beat him, she had to follow Xuanjing to the Wanfo Temple to practice her cultivation in peace. The rest of the story didn't change much.
"Are you a spider demon?"
Mo Jue stopped his movement, flipped her completely around to face him, and looked astonished.
Then he looked her over from head to toe, seeing her cheeks rosy, eyes like autumn water, rippling with mist, with a graceful nose and lips like cherry blossoms, and skin as white as snow. Such a she was incredibly alluring.
His throat moved up and down, his voice low and hoarse, "That's why you can be so beautiful, you must be an immortal."
Perhaps because she came from the animal world, he had a high tolerance for immortals. In his eyes, whether it was a human being, an immortal, or an animal species, there was not much difference.
What matters is that they truly love each other; what does it matter what kind they are?
He was a python in his previous life, and not much better than a spider.
On the contrary, he was very envious of the power in her body and secretly thought that he would ask her about the cultivation method at some point.
The natural cycle of birth, old age, illness, and death in humans, along with their powerlessness, left him feeling a deep sense of defeat.
At this moment, Mo Jue's movements stopped, and he did not continue to tease her.
Yu Yao's reason returned, looking at the man in front of her, and being somewhat amused and helpless by his reaction.
She had thought that Mo Jue would be terrified or disgusted by the fact that she was a spider spirit, but she never expected him to accept it so calmly.
But thinking that he has recovered his memory and that his previous life was from a beast world, she understood his feelings.
She didn't ask him why he wasn't afraid of such a stupid question.
"What do you mean 'no wonder you're so beautiful, wasn't I beautiful in my previous life?'"
She pouted at him and pulled herself out of his embrace, calmly straightening her disheveled clothes, but her face was still flushed.
Mo Jue did indeed let her go and stopped teasing her. Upon hearing what she said, he smiled, "You were not human in your previous life either; you were a snow weasel. According to the way of this world, you also belonged to the category of immortals."
"So you were a snake too, fair play to us both."
Yu Yao gave him a cold look and retorted without any hesitation.
"Haha, you're definitely not eating any losses here. I was clearly complimenting your beauty, but why are you turning around and getting on my case now?"
Mo Jue chuckled lightly, not getting angry at all.
Suddenly becoming serious, he said with a lowered gaze, "You and him had a child by accident. Xuanjing is a senior monk of the Buddhist order. There will be no outcome between you two. Come with me back to the capital."
By this point, his gaze fell on the two children beside them, and his expression became a bit strange: "As for these two children, I may not like them, but for you, I will try to be as kind as possible to them. I can't promise paternal love, but I will give everything that should be given."
Yu Yao was very well-acquainted with this man and knew that it wasn't easy for him to go this far for her.
As for the fact that he said they wouldn't have any results with Xuanjing, she had originally thought the same thing.
But recently, she had clearly felt Xuanjing's changes, and the man may not have gone back to being a monk.
"I don't need your paternal love. Xuanjing has said he will raise our children together."
She raised her little face and smiled at him, her expression filled with ambiguity.
"You little brat, are you deliberately teasing me?"
Even Mo Jue was amused by this woman and reached out to lightly tap her forehead, an unamused tone in his voice: "It's for the best that I don't give it; Xuanjing should take both of these little brats with him. I only want you."
Yu Yao touched her forehead that had been tapped and glared at him, dissatisfied: "Do you think Xuanjing, a man, knows how to raise children? Moreover, I can't bear to entrust my own children to anyone else. The father of my children cannot be someone else."
"Then take these two little brats with you, can't I raise the three of you?"
Mo Jue took a step forward, his fingers gently stroking her face with a sense of helplessness. "Yao'er, even if he agrees to raise the children with you, it's only an occasional visit. Are you really going to live as a widow for the rest of your life?"
He remembered that this woman had a strong desire, and she really couldn't bear it for a lifetime.
He showed deep suspicion.
"How could I be a widow for a lifetime? There's still Xuanjie."
Before she could finish speaking, she saw the man narrow his eyes at her, his expression filled with a sense of danger. "You're not going to say that the monk has fallen in love with you and is planning to become a layman?"
"Do you think I'm not as good as a monk in your heart?"
Now, Mo Jue was truly angry and also deeply hurt. In his view, even if Yao'er had different feelings for Xuanjie, she would never have as deep a connection with him as she did.
The two have genuinely spent a lifetime together, from their youthful hair to our white beards. The loving scenes they have shared, were they all just false?
Facing Mo Jue's questioning and sad eyes, Yu Yao was momentarily speechless.
Seeing that she didn't speak, as if she had admitted it, Mo Jue turned away, his expression becoming impossibly cold, and his heart grew colder than the valley bottom.
At this moment, he had already developed a killing intent towards Xuanjie.
Yu Yao didn't know that even though she couldn't see his expression, she could still feel the coldness in him.
Yu Yao's heart trembled, and she suddenly felt very uncomfortable, her nose feeling sore.
"Mo Jue, I know that your love for me has never changed, and I love you just as much as before. However, things have changed in the world, and I have children now. I need time to sort out my own feelings and consider the feelings of my children. Can you understand me?"
She lowered her gaze again and said, "Moreover, as the crown prince, will the emperor and empress allow you to marry a widow? And a woman with children? What status will the two children have in the East Palace?"
These are things that need to be considered; love alone is not enough.
Mo Jue listened and turned back to her, looking at her tightly, "These are things that don't concern you. I will take care of them myself. No one can prevent us from being together."
"Including the emperor and empress." He said it with utmost seriousness.
"What if they firmly oppose it?" She asked, a hint of worry in her voice.
Yu Yao looked up at him, asking for more details.
Mo Jue laughed instead, looking at her with tenderness and deep affection, "Then I will not be this crown prince anymore. I will accompany you to wander the world as before, start over to build our home again, have a bunch of adorable children, and grow old together."
