Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio
Being Huo Yunshen’s wife and mother of the kids, she had to stay alive and do whatever she could to protect them.
At this point, Xu Xiyan identified with her mother who, despite the sufferings and pains throughout those years, had managed to survive for her child. Because the child was her only faith.
Right now Xu Xiyan had to team up with Mo Yutian to face Mo Xie’s confrontation.
Mo Xie stared at her for a while then walked toward a side door.
Xu Xiyan took a glance at Mo Yutian, and with his consent, they followed Mo Xie.
The spiral stairs led to the end of darkness where some light came out. They followed Mo Xie in and Xu Xiyan was immediately dazzled by the light inside.
She covered her eyes for a while until she got used to the brightness. Then she found herself in a dreamlike Crystal Palace.
Everything was crystal. On the huge crystal bed in the center of the room, there lay a woman.
Mo Xie went to the bed, placed a tender kiss on her forehead and said, “Yue-Er, guess who’s here?”
Xu Xiyan found it unbelievable. This man had been chilling and horrifying to her a moment ago. And now he was as gentle as a loving husband whispering to his beloved wife.
“I’m sure you’ll be happy to meet her.”
Mo Xie stared at her for a while, then stood up and turned to them.
Mo Yutian pushed her ahead. “Go meet her!”
Xu Xiyan’s eyes were wide open while she stared at the crystal bed and felt stunned.
She could not believe that her mother was actually alive.
It was more beyond her expectation that she could even see her again in this life.
She walked toward her step by step.
With each step she took her heart was gripped even harder.
When she could see the side of her face clearly, it felt like hundreds of thousands of needles were pinned into her heart.
It was painful, breathtakingly painful.
Was that really her mother?
When she was six she saw her mother fall in blood and never come back again. Her world had collapsed when her most loving mother died. She was left helpless as a young girl.
Without her mother, she was like the drifting weeds and lived through a long and gloomy childhood and youthhood.
Whenever she felt helpless and desperate, she recalled her mother and dreamed that, if her mother was still alive, she would never be scared.
Now she finally saw her mother again. Xu Xiyan could no longer hold in her sorrow and was overwhelmed by indescribable and incredible excitement.
Her eyes were filled with tears. She blinked hard in order to see her clearly, and to make sure that it was the real her instead of some illusion.
She finally uttered the word with trembling lips, “Mother.”
Mother…
The familiar eyes, the familiar face, and the familiar figure…
It was indeed her mother!
Bending over the bed she held her cold hand and burst into tears.
After a while, Xu Xiyan raised her head and looked at her mother through the tears.
Her skin was extremely fair, probably due to lack of exposure in the sunlight. She could not be sure whether she was alive since her hand was so cold.
It was not until she felt the faint pulse on her wrist that she realized her mother was indeed alive.
“Mother! Mother… I’m Yanyan… your daughter, Yanyan… Mother, please open your eyes. I’m Yanyan…”