Fooling Her

After finishing their business, Yue Qianchou led his father back to the Utopia Misty Palace. Yue Changgui was speechless; it was hard to accept that they had arrived in such a different place in the blink of an eye. But then he thought about it and felt relieved—his son was no longer an ordinary person!

The palatial building before him took his breath away, perched atop a high mountain. He wondered how much manpower and resources it must have required. The sky was ablaze with stars, and standing atop the mountain, he felt as if he could pluck the stars from the sky, and dared not speak aloud.

"Father, come in!" Yue Qianchou called out when he saw his father standing outside the palace in a daze.

"What is this place?" Yue Changgui asked. Yue Qianchou scratched his head and laughed, "Naturally, this is my territory. You can stay here without worry." Yue Changgui nodded, full of doubts, and followed his son inside.

Once inside, Yue Wuchou was seen running around happily, touching everything, especially the glowing fluorite embedded in the walls. When he saw his father and brother arrive, Yue Wuchou ran over and grabbed his father's arm, exclaiming with delight, "Father, look! There are glowing stones everywhere here!"

He didn't pay attention to his youngest son's words and gave a casual reply. However, he found it strange that he had seen only beautiful women and not a single man along the way. Could it be that his son was the only man in the entire palace?

Bai Suzhen had already ordered people to arrange rooms for this family. At this moment, she was chatting with Xue Erniang, who kept holding her hand and laughing, her eyes sparkling.

The family of four finally met at the Misty Palace. Yue Qianchou sigh of relief, but looking around, he felt something was missing. After a moment's thought, he realized something was wrong. Instantly, he vanished from the palace and appeared directly on the roof of the Misty Palace. A graceful figure was leaning against the railing, her delicate shoulders trembling, and the sound of sobbing could be faintly heard.

Yue Qianchou was somewhat amused and exasperated. It seemed he had lost his temper and pushed Qu Ping'er, perhaps saying something rather hurtful. Women are incredibly sensitive creatures; sometimes a single inappropriate word can trigger a torrent of wild speculation. His own words and actions had been so offensive—it was truly a serious matter. However, women are also easily appeased; he wondered if he could manage to fool her.

"Oh! Ping'er, why are you crying?" Yue Qianchou's tone was one of utter surprise. He walked over and hugged her from behind, bending down to ask, "Sweetie, what's wrong? Who bullied you?"

"Don't touch me!" Qu Ping'er pushed him away and walked to the side without even glancing at him.

"Damn it, did those maids downstairs bully you? You wait, I'll kill them all right now to appease you." He said this as if he had a deep-seated grudge against someone, as if he really wanted to kill them.

"Shameless! It was clearly you who..." She turned around and saw a pool of blood on Yue Qianchou's chest, and couldn't finish her sentence. However, her pretty face was wet with tears, clearly she had just been crying.

Yue Qianchou then came running over excitedly, grinning, "Look, look, I'm reliving that feeling from when I was peeping at you taking a bath back in the Qingguang Sect, and you scolded me."

Qu Ping'er was so angry that she trembled all over and gritted her teeth as she uttered the word "shameless" again.

"Hehe! Go ahead and curse. As long as it makes you feel better, I wouldn't mind if you killed me," Yue Qianchou said obsequiously. Qu Ping'er turned away, no longer looking at him. This man's previous actions had hurt her deeply, as if she were nothing more than his plaything, a dispensable toy.

"Ping'er, don't be angry. I acted impulsively before..."

"I don't want to hear your explanation. Let me out. I want to the Qingguang Sect! From today onwards, let's pretend that what happened between us never happened." Qu Ping'er's words were resolute, leaving no room for negotiation.

"Ping'er, let me explain, I..."

"I don't want to hear it..." Qu Ping'er screamed, covering her ears with both hands, her voice piercing the night sky. Many people who had run out of the Misty Palace looked towards the palace rooftop, where Bai Suzhen instantly teleported, standing not far from the two in her flowing white robes. Not long after, the Yue Family of three also ascended the stairs to the top floor.

Yue Qianchou was taken aback, and after a long while, he sighed, "It seems you're determined to leave this place, to leave me!"

"Yes!" Qu Ping'er replied without hesitation; she was indeed heartbroken.

"Is there absolutely no room for negotiation?"

"No!"

Yue Qianchou nodded sadly and said, "Alright! I won't force you."

He took a breath and sighed, "We met at the Qingguang Sect, but now we must part ways here in the Misty Palace. Why did two people who clearly love each other end up like this? It's all my fault! Alas! Back in the Qingguang Sect's Spirit Stone mine, you asked when you would hear me compose a song again. I've always kept that in mind. Today, as you are about to leave, I'm composing a song for you, and also for myself, so that I may remember this day!"

At the top of the Misty Palace stood a stone platform several meters high, inlaid with fluorite. This was originally a zither platform specially built by Yue Qianchou for Bai Suzhen. With a desolate expression, he resolutely turned back, leaped onto it, conjured an ancient zither out of thin air, and sat down sadly. The night wind blew, and the sky began to lighten. The women below looked up, wondering why he was so melancholy tonight.

Ten fingers plucked the strings, and a mournful melody rose on the breeze, causing a slight pang in one's heart. Yue Qianchou's voice was hoarse as she sang a poignant song. "This time I've truly decided to leave, to escape the sorrow I've long forgotten, to make you forget your worries, forget your concerns, to let go of all this chaos and be free... That time, your unintentional departure became my unchanging sorrow, so I've become indifferent to worldly pleasures and can no longer find joy, so I've been guarding my loneliness, unable to return..."

As the song ended, the zither music continued to sob softly with Yue Qianchou's ten fingers, moving everyone in the Misty Palace. Qu Ping'er suddenly turned to look at him, her eyes unfocused and unfocused. Bai Suzhen sighed softly, looking at Qu Ping'er, "How could you bear to leave such a man?"

"Mother, who wants to leave my brother? My brother is so pitiful." Little Wu Chou tugged at her mother's hand, looking at her pitifully. Xue Erniang, however, had tears welling up in her eyes, leaned her head on Yue Changgui's shoulder, and sobbed softly.

Yue Changgui glanced at Qu Ping'er Bai Suzhen, then at Yue Qianchou, and then at Yue Qianchou. His face twitched. He thought to himself, "As expected of my son, he has surpassed his master!" But when did this kid learn to play these tricks?

Some say that women are the easiest to see through a woman's affectation, while men are the easiest to see through a man's pretentiousness (this is the author's own opinion, so don't wrong others). This is true; Yue Qianchou's crooked thoughts were seen through by someone at a glance.

Yue Qianchou smiled bitterly and continued singing, "This time I've truly decided to leave, to distance myself from those sorrows I've long forgotten, to make you forget your worries and concerns, to let go of all this chaos and be free... That time, your unintentional departure became my unchanging sorrow for so long, so I've become indifferent to the hustle and bustle and can no longer be happy, so I guard my loneliness and cannot return, ah... let the fading afterglow rise for you to pick, ah... let the moment remain forever for you to bloom..."

Women are most easily moved, and by this time, many of the women downstairs were already sobbing uncontrollably, desperately covering their mouths to stifle their sobs. Some wanted to know who had caused this utopian Co-lord such grief, to sing such a lament! The culprit, recalling past events, was now weeping uncontrollably, knowing the song was sung for her, sung for her...

"That time, your unintentional departure became my unchanging sorrow for so long. So I turned my back on worldly pleasures and only wanted to bring you joy, to accompany you away from loneliness and be free..." The song gradually faded, and the sound of the piano, accompanied by the breeze, caressed the lost and dazed face on the high platform, gradually thinning, fading, drifting away, and dissipating...

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