allonlinenovel Chapter 329 Asking for trouble
Chapter 329 Asking for trouble
As the night deepened, the waves beat rhythmically against the shore, making a dull and long sound.
Murong Chen was gently embraced by Chu Lingfeng. His eyes were red like ripe cherries, his lips were bitten white, and he stared at the gradually receding figure of the small wooden boat without blinking, as if he wanted to use his eyes to carve his mother's appearance into his heart.
Chu Lingfeng's gaze also followed Murong Ling'er closely, his eyes full of worry and concern.
The two figures, one big and one small, looked particularly lonely under the hazy moonlight, like husband-waiting rocks, standing motionless in the same place, as if time had frozen at this moment.
The sea breeze grew colder, blowing across their faces with a hint of chill.
It was not until the figure completely disappeared at the junction of the vast night and the vast ocean, and only the endless sound of waves remained in their ears, that they slowly withdrew their gaze and prepared to leave.
"Don't be sad, your mother will only be away for a few months and will be back to be with you soon."
Chu Lingfeng noticed that Murong Chen was in a low mood, like a wounded deer. He reached out and gently patted Murong Chen's thin back, and whispered comfortingly in the most gentle voice.
Murong Chen nodded sensibly, even though he longed for his mother to always be by his side. In his heart, his mother's arms were the warmest and safest harbor.
But he knew that his mother had important things to do, and he couldn't make things difficult for her because of his little emotions, so he tried hard to restrain his reluctance and sadness and not be willful.
Chu Lingfeng had never taken care of a child, so naturally he couldn't guess Murong Chen's complicated thoughts at the moment. Seeing him trying hard to hold back his tears, his little body trembling slightly, Chu Lingfeng felt both distressed and relieved.
Murong Chen is still his son in name only. Although he is the only one who knows this, and both Murong Chen and Murong Ling'er are still in the dark, this does not affect his overflowing fatherly love at all.
He gently picked up Murong Chen, his movements cautious, as if he was holding the most precious treasure in the world.
Murong Chen had never been hugged like this before, not to mention that the person hugging him was his favorite Uncle Chu. His heart felt like a bottle of seasoning had been overturned, and all kinds of emotions such as joy, shyness and sadness surged into his heart.
He was happy because Uncle Chu cared for him so much, shy because such close contact made him feel a little uncomfortable, and sad because his mother left.
Leaving the beach, Chu Lingfeng hugged Murong Chen and walked slowly towards the stone house. The moonlight shone on them, casting two long shadows.
When I returned to the stone house, I unexpectedly met Huo Shuixian who was waiting outside the yard.
Huo Shuixian heard footsteps and slowly raised her head. Under the moonlight, her face looked haggard and tired, and there was an unspeakable loneliness in her eyes.
Seeing Chu Lingfeng and Murong Chen coming back, her lips moved, but she didn't know what to say for a moment.
Both sides were silent. For a moment, the atmosphere was extremely awkward, as if the air had frozen.
The night wind blew, and the leaves in the yard rustled, adding a bit of depressing atmosphere.
Perhaps realizing that her actions were unpopular, Huo Shuixian pursed her lips, hesitated for a moment, looked at Murong Chen, and said unexpectedly: "Xiaochen, your mother is gone, you can live with me first!"
As soon as Huo Shuixian opened her mouth, Chu Lingfeng and Murong Chen frowned at the same time.
She didn't know if it was because the night was as dark as ink and the moonlight was dim that caused Huo Shuixian's vision to be blurred. When the two of them frowned at the same time, she seemed to catch a glimpse of a similar expression on the faces of the big and the small. The similar eyebrow shape and the similar expression made her feel a little doubtful.
Before she could take a closer look, a cold voice broke the silence: "Miss Huo, I hope you will think carefully before you speak. Xiaochen is not someone you can afford to offend."
Chu Lingfeng's voice was extremely cold, as if it came from an ice cave. Huo Shuixian couldn't help but shiver when she heard it.
Just as she was about to speak, Murong Chen suddenly snorted coldly and said mercilessly, "Hmph! What tricks do you want to play, evil woman? Don't think that you can bully me just because my mother is not around. My mother entrusted me to Uncle Chu before she left. If you dare to murder me, Uncle Chu will not let you off easily."
Murong Chen clenched his fists tightly, his eyes full of vigilance and hostility, just like a little beast guarding its territory.
"I..." Huo Shuixian was about to explain, but her voice seemed to be strangled in her throat.
"Get out!" Chu Lingfeng shouted coldly, his voice filled with bone-chilling coldness, as if it could freeze the air.
These two words hit Huo Shuixian's heart hard, causing her body to tremble violently.
She faced Chu Lingfeng and Murong Chen's two pairs of eyes full of coldness and disgust, and felt a burning pain on her face, as if she had been slapped hard. Bitterness instantly surged in her heart. She slowly lowered her head, her hair falling, covering her embarrassed expression.
She herself didn't understand why she was asking for trouble. Knowing clearly that they were hostile to her, why did she still worry about Chu Lingfeng not being able to take good care of Murong Chen?
Although she had expected to be treated like this, there was always a voice deep in her heart driving her here.
Murong Chen didn't even look at Huo Shuixian. He used his little hand to push her out of the yard.
Then, with a "clang", the courtyard door was slammed shut. The sound was particularly harsh in the silent night, and it completely kept Huo Shuixian out.
Huo Shuixian closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to calm her inner turmoil.
She slowly turned around and looked at the tightly closed door. The door seemed like an unbridgeable gap, separating her from the warmth inside the house.
Embarrassment flooded her like a tide. She bit her lower lip and left with heavy steps. Her back was stretched out in the moonlight, full of loneliness.
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On the other side, Murong Ling'er rowed the boat hard. The sea breeze was blowing, and waves were hitting the side of the boat one after another. She didn't breathe a sigh of relief until the boat was rowed far away and completely out of the sight of the island. She released the big boat she had stored earlier from the space.
The big ship floated steadily on the sea. Murong Ling'er let it drift on the sea. She stood on the spacious deck, took a deep breath of the salty sea breeze, sat down cross-legged, and began to practice without distraction.
There was silence all around, with only the sound of waves and the occasional cry of seabirds. Murong Ling'er was immersed in the world of cultivation, feeling the surge of spiritual power in her body.
The night passed in a flash, the sky turned pale, the sun rose, shining brightly, and where the sea and the sky met, a red sun hung high in the sky, dyeing the sea surface a golden red.
The sparkling sea surface gradually became lively. Flying fish leaped out of the water, drawing graceful arcs. Seagulls flew in groups and chirped in unison, as if welcoming the arrival of a new day. The waves roared, playing a passionate piece of music.
Murong Ling'er hadn't felt so comfortable for a long time. She stood at the bow with her hands behind her back, her clothes fluttering in the wind, her black hair flying wildly, and her eyes looking into the distance.
In this boundless sea, Murong Ling'er seemed to become one with the heaven and earth. She slowly opened her heart and fully appreciated the beautiful scenery of nature. The worries and sorrows in her heart disappeared without a trace with the sea breeze.
The big ship was moving at full speed, plowing a trail of white waves on the sea.
A few days later, Ganzhou Island was faintly visible on the distant sea level, and the buildings and mountains on the island were looming in the mist, like an ink painting.
At the same time, the watchtower on Ganzhou Island also discovered the lonely large ship in the distance.
On the watchtower, the guards immediately became alert. They stared at the big ship and quickly sent out signals.
Then, a sharp eagle cry pierced the sky. A gigantic figure soared from the observation deck, wings spread wide, blocking out the sky and rapidly flying towards the ship.
It was a well-trained Saker Falcon, its eyes sharp, flashing coldly in the sunlight, flying towards the unknown visitor.