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The 572nd Chapter往事(1)

    

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Sometimes, small mistakes can be tolerated. But if it's always like this, how many people would still tolerate it Even if they are spouses, there will come a day when conflicts erupt.

Free-and-Easy only listened without saying anything. The matter was similar to what he had heard from Qi Bupo, so it must be true. And with Yun Qingyi in her current state, she wouldn’t lie about this.

Only Yun Qingyi would speak about these matters. If it were Luo Yuntian, Free-and-Easy believed that he wouldn’t mention them either. The difference between men and women lies here: some things only men will say while women won't, whereas for others, the opposite is true.

"Sigh, back then I only thought about how much I had given to Yuntian, and so he should have treated me better. But I never considered that he had also given a lot to me..."

After Yun Qingyi finished speaking, she let out a sigh.

Indeed, people are like this: they only think about their own contributions and rarely consider what others have given them. Even spouses feel the same way—thinking that since they’ve done more for the other person, they should get more in return.

This difference is inconsequential until it exceeds a certain range; then problems arise.

Even if one loves deeply, this only means that their tolerance level is higher. But once that limit is surpassed, the consequences could be severe.

"One day, I quarreled with him and said some hurtful words before leaving. At that moment, I truly thought we were done for good. Especially when he didn’t come to chase after me as usual or coax me back home—it made me even angrier. After a few days, once my anger subsided, I went back but couldn’t find him. So I looked for him and found him with your mother."

"At that time, I was furious and even injured your mother..." Yun Qingyi looked at Free-and-Easy, expressing some guilt.

"Yuntian stopped me from hitting you back then. He never hit or scolded me, not even now. Even though I’ve made so many mistakes, I was truly foolish back then—thinking that I wasn’t the most important person in Yuntian’s heart and instead pushed him into your mother’s arms."

"Originally, they were just friends with nothing between them. Even later when feelings developed over time, his love for your mother could never match what he felt for me. This isn’t because I’m self-satisfied or belittling your mother; Yuntian himself would admit this," Yun Qingyi said to Free-and-Easy with a bitter smile.

Free-and-Easy remained silent, feeling the pain Yun Qingyi was experiencing as she clarified her thoughts. She must be in even more agony now that everything is clear.

He didn’t think Yun Qingyi’s words were self-deception; it should be a fact.

He knew that although Luo Yuntian might be somewhat angry now, he still loved Yun Qingyi deeply. After so many years of affection, Yuntian wouldn’t easily give up on her.

It was precisely for this reason that Free-and-Easy hoped their situation could be simplified and not complicated. He wanted to resolve it so as to avoid a tragic outcome.

The events from the past were indeed what Yun Qingyi had described: if Yun Qingyi hadn’t thrown a tantrum or injured Fang Chunxue, perhaps they wouldn’t have ended up together, and thus Free-and-Easy would not exist.

Yun Qingyi then recounted some more matters that Qi Bupo had already mentioned—conflicts between them that gradually brought Luo Yuntian and Fang Chunxue closer to each other.

"The worst part is, your mother died last. She’s now forever more important than me. Arguing with someone who has passed away is futile because memories are the sweetest."

Yun Qingyi looked at Free-and-Easy and spoke frankly about her feelings without reservation; Free-and-Easy didn’t blame her for anything as this sentiment was most painful to Yun Qingyi.

As she said, no matter how Fang Chunxue died or whether it had anything to do with Yun Qingyi, once she passed away, she would remain the most important person in Luo Yuntian’s heart. Yun Qingyi herself could never surpass this status unless she too died for him.

"Furthermore, your mother's death was partly my fault," Yun Qingyi added.

Free-and-Easy remained silent and showed no change in expression as he listened quietly. He wanted to understand the whole story without reacting solely based on a single statement.

At this moment, Yun Qingyi glanced at Free-and-Easy with some reluctance before saying, "Your mother died from complications during childbirth."

This was what she found difficult to say—Fang Chunxue’s death due to childbirth complications would make Free-and-Easy feel guilty. If it could be concealed, they naturally would.

However, Free-and-Easy felt there were some doubts about this matter. If Fang Chunxue had died from childbirth complications, the Fang family should have noticed; yet they hadn’t mentioned it.

The Fang family seemed to say she was injured—this didn’t seem like a simple case of childbirth difficulties.

Nevertheless, Free-and-Easy still did not ask about this. He knew Yun Qingyi had more to say and would bring up the issue if these words couldn’t clarify everything.

"On that day, after she gave birth to you and experienced some bleeding, Yun Tian went to find a doctor but encountered us on the way. He wanted to leave, but we wouldn't let him go. If not for our interference, your mother shouldn’t have died," Cloud Qingyi sighed.

"Yun Tian begged me, but I didn’t believe him and thought it was just an excuse. So instead of letting him go, I had others take him away. He’s right to blame me, and you can also hate me."

Cloud Qingyi spoke painfully, with a bitter smile, seemingly mocking herself.

If that were all the truth, then Xianyao wouldn’t hate Cloud Qingyi, because he had no deep feelings for Fang Chunxue. Moreover, since Cloud Qingyi hadn’t directly killed her and was already suffering from guilt for so long, she deserved forgiveness.

Of course, if Cloud Qingyi showed no remorse at all, Xianyao wouldn’t let it go.

But is that truly the whole story

"We arrived later on, but by then it was too late. Your mother had bled to death. This situation in itself isn’t unusual, but she had just given birth and was very weak…"

Cloud Qingyi looked into the distant sky, falling silent for a moment as if recalling that time again. After a while, she continued speaking: "Afterwards, Yun Tian went berserk and fought with my father’s men. I knew he blamed me, but he still didn’t attack me. Now, thinking back, I wish he had…"

Xianyao listened on, thinking that this explained the signs of battle they saw before. Though it was slightly different from what he imagined earlier, the essence remained similar.

But there’s still a question: Where was Xianyao at that time Why did Luo Yuntian think that Xianyao had also died

"Back then, Yun Tian didn’t care about anything. But his strength wasn’t enough to fight back. He soon lost consciousness and was taken down the corridor. He never even saw you. I wanted to bring you here but selfishly decided to leave you there and told Yun Tian that you were dead."

"Yun Tian didn’t doubt my words; he believed I wouldn’t lie, though I betrayed him… This makes me feel like I owe him more!"

Xianyao understood. That explanation made sense: Luo Yuntian was angry but not necessarily suspicious of Cloud Qingyi.

"Later we got married. He agreed to enter my family as a son-in-law, and originally I thought it was just him conceding due to my father’s pressure. But later I realized he did so because he couldn’t acknowledge me as part of the Luo Family."

Cloud Qingyi smiled bitterly; though frustrated by this situation, she didn't blame Luo Yuntian for it. They were together after all, even if their marriage was barely real.

In these twenty-some years, Luo Yuntian spoke to her fewer than a hundred words, most of them being 'uh-huh' or 'okay.'

"But he still loves you. That’s enough," Xianyao interjected.

"Yes, I couldn’t understand before, was stubborn, and didn’t think from his perspective, leading to this bitter fruit," Cloud Qingyi sighed while nodding in agreement.

"That's a common human flaw. Many forsake the happiness they have for some supposed ideal happiness only to find out later that true happiness was right next to them all along but destroyed by their own hands." Xianyao said.

"You still have hope, though. Even if he’s resentful, he cares about you more than others would. You should cherish this chance instead of being here," Xianyao urged her.

"But…" Cloud Qingyi hesitated.

"Don’t be shy! We’re old married couple, what do you have to fear Love works like that; if you take the initiative, he’ll respond too, even if it’s less than ideal," Xianyao directly said. He knew her current mindset was due to his appearance making her feel guilty over years of lying to Luo Yuntian.

In fact, avoiding this issue wouldn’t solve anything; she needed to confront it head-on since there were still feelings between them. This wasn’t some irreconcilable rift like with Fang Chunxue’s case.

Even if initially Luo Yuntian struggled to accept it, over time he would adjust as long as his feelings for Cloud Qingyi remained unchanged.

This also showed how deeply Luo Yuntian loved Cloud Qingyi; any other man wouldn’t have put up with this situation.

…"Cloud Qingyi’s face turned slightly red after Xianyao’s words. At her age and cultivation level, such reactions shouldn’t occur, but she felt a bit awkward being spoken to so bluntly by someone younger.

"Don’t you worry about your current situation" Cloud Qingyi quickly returned to the topic at hand, which was actually very important, perhaps even more crucial than what they just discussed.

(To be continued)e and wanted to escape the issue but found it impossible."Second Miss, it seems we have some karmic connection. Our bloodlines are somewhat similar; don't you think we could be lost siblings" Xianyao...