Chu Yuncheng's arms surrounding his wife suddenly froze.

The feeling of stiffness reaches straight to the spine and leads to the Tianling Cap, stirring up the past that has been buried for many years.

Eternal hell.

The lower continent.

He killed his own daughter twice.

For the first time, he regretted it on the edge of the endless hell.

The second time, he was more decisive than before, and he hadn't even seen the child or his hairpin.

"I'm not a good father."

Chu Yuncheng lowered his head, not daring to look directly at the sin in his hands.

"You are a great Chu, a first-class father in the upper world."

Xue Elegy held her husband's face and spoke each word clearly and seriously.

Chu Yuncheng did not dare to look directly into his wife's fiery and sincere eyes.

Husband and wife should be honest with each other.

However, there was a secret that he had hidden in his heart for tens of thousands of years, and he did not dare to tell his wife or expose it to the light.

Because it cannot see the light of day.

"Okay, I'm a good father." Chu Yuncheng avoided his eyes, patted his wife's back, and comforted him in a pretending to be relaxed tone.

"Yuncheng."

Xue Elegy said slowly: "You know, I always have a regret. Maybe it's because the doctor told me that I had two children in my belly. Before the child was born, I prepared two copies of everything. Later, the remaining one

Every year on Nanyin’s birthday and Chinese New Year, I would secretly add another copy and put it in the treasure box under the bed, because I heard from the monks in the temple that in a situation like mine, it’s possible that the virus might be in the belly.

At that time, the two children swallowed up the other child in order to survive. This was also our failure as parents, so we always felt that we owed the other daughter."

"Don't think too much about it."

Chu Yuncheng continued to comfort: "You have to cross this hurdle by yourself. The doctor also explained to you at the time that he made a mistake in diagnosis. There were never two children, only one."

"maybe."

Snow Elegy smiled faintly.

The most regrettable thing is that after that time, her body could no longer bear children. Even if she tried her best to fulfill the wish of her two daughters, she could no longer realize it.

She often wonders, if she really had two daughters, what would the other one look like and what kind of personality would she have, lively and playful, or innocent?

Or maybe someone like Nanyin is peaceful, kind, and unhurried.

"The medicinal soup to heal Ayin's eyes is almost ready. I'll give it to Ayin."

Xue Elegy stood up and muttered as she walked, "Although these golden eyes are a good thing, having to hang them with medicinal materials all year round is not a good idea."

She was focused on Chu Nanyin, and she didn't notice that her husband behind her was already sweating profusely.

Chu Yuncheng immediately returned to the room, and after much trouble, he found the treasure box Xue Elegy mentioned in the secret room under the bed.

He opened the treasure chest and found a small space with many dazzling things on display.

There are clothes for babies, and the cuffs are still rabbits embroidered by Snow Elegy herself. They have also embroidered kittens, flowers, plants, moon and stars.

Snow Elegy has collected all the good things that my daughter’s family should have for every age, from childhood to adulthood, and put them here.

Every good thing is valuable.

At the back, there are also clothes and skirts of teenage girls hanging on sandalwood shelves, hairpins, pearls, red corals and precious stones.

Snow Elegy is good at painting. In her spare time, she painted many paintings and hung them on the four walls of the treasure chest.

These paintings are also from infancy to girlhood, but the strange thing is that, whether it is a baby in swaddling clothes or a girl in her prime wearing a skirt, the people in the paintings have no facial features.

Strictly speaking, this is Snow Elegy's imaginary daughter, so she has no facial features.

at last.

Chu Yuncheng saw a letter.

That was a letter written by Snow Elegy to a strange daughter.

Many years ago, she sat by the window and wanted to name her daughter.

I thought hard for many days and nights, writing and erasing on the envelope, erasing and writing again. On the night of July 15th, I looked up and saw the willow branches on the moon, round like a white jade plate. I was immediately inspired and wrote the word "Mingyue".

"Chu Mingyue?"

Chu Yuncheng lowered his head and murmured to himself, with a smile on his lips, "It's a good name."

It would be great if that child wasn't a demon...

Even if he has the most ordinary qualifications in the world, as a father, no matter how poor he is, he can still support her for the rest of her life.

But it’s the devil...

How could his Chu Yuncheng child be a demon?

Who can understand his feelings of killing his own daughters one after another with his own hands?

Who could know that his heart was weeping and how painful it was to live hiding a secret?

Chu Yuncheng's eyes were red, he took off a painting from the wall, and walked out of the treasure chest space with a heavy heart.

Outside the house, a white-haired figure was leaning on a cane, looking at the lake outside the corridor.

"Father."

Chu Yuncheng quickly regained his composure and spoke respectfully.

"You still can't untie the knot in your heart?" Mr. Chu asked.

"Humans, you always have to have a little obsession when living in this world."

"She has been obsessed with this for too long, and it will ruin things." Mr. Chu sighed, leaning on the railing wrapped with vines, and said indifferently: "Since she wants a daughter so much, why not give her a daughter?

It’s better to get rid of her obsession and knot, otherwise it will be harmful to you, to her, and to Da Chu, but not beneficial at all.”

Chu Yuncheng raised his head in surprise, his red eyes flashing with light.

Mr. Chu lowered his head and glanced at the painting in his son's hand, "Isn't that what you meant when you took out the painting? Ask someone to paint the facial features. It can also be regarded as giving an explanation to Wanwan. This matter is between our father and son.

The two of us can't help her, but for the sake of Dachu and the whole family, this is a helpless solution. In this world, no family or parents can accept such a child. Yuncheng, this is not your fault. What is wrong is

Martial arts are demons."

Chu Yuncheng felt much more comfortable and relaxed. He lowered his head slightly and replied, "Yes, my son understands."

He was just about to leave.

From behind, my father's voice came: "That child is still alive."

Chu Yuncheng paused, turned around suddenly, and looked at his father in disbelief, "What?"

How is it possible that his daughter, who he killed twice, is still alive?

"Pay more attention and send someone to inquire." Mr. Chu said, "Go and look for her and see where she is."

"Have you found it?" Chu Yuncheng asked tentatively.

"Since you have moved your hand twice, is there any difference between moving it three times, four times, or a hundred times?" The father asked with a kind smile.

Chu Yuncheng's heart was pounding with fear, his eyes were blood-red, and his limbs were trembling uncontrollably.

"Father……"

"For the sake of Dachu, there is no other way."

"..."

Imperial domain.

After Chu Yue finished handling Yuan Ling's affairs, she leaned on the imperial concubine's couch and read medical books until she fell asleep from exhaustion.

She had a nightmare of being thrown into endless hell over and over again.
Chapter completed!