Her eyes were filled with joy, "Looking back at those years, I couldn't believe it at that time. At the age of forty-eight, I was actually pregnant with you! I have the child of the man I love, and I always have children, Rao'er.
, you can imagine how happy I am... However, Ye Tianzhao is not only unhappy, but also says that I am pregnant with an evil child, and he wants to force me to take away the child, and even take my life!"
"There are rumors among the family that you and Elder Qiqu are not related. Some people suspect that I am your and Qiqu's daughter..."
"Nonsense!" Ye Yuetian shouted sharply, "Qiqu and I have a clean slate and have never had anything to do with each other. Don't let others refute it!" In fact, she and Qiqu had a wrong night of lovemaking.
It's just that she didn't get pregnant that night. She didn't need to tell her biological daughter this dirty part. "I tell you clearly, you are my and Ye Tianzhao's daughter!" This sentence is true.
Ye Yaoruo looked at the old sect master in front of her, and saw the determination and the anger of being suspected in her eyes. The sect master would not lie to her, "I believe you and will not mistakenly believe the rumors."
"It's better to be Rao'er." Ye Yuetian was a little relieved, but suddenly, anger hit her yellow eyes again, "I thought Ye Tianzhao would finally look aside because I have loved him all my life, and not because of
Fang Xueyan's death really hurt me because I misjudged the hatred in his heart. He really wanted to kill me for that woman Fang Xueyan."
As he spoke, his tone became calmer again, and he pointed to his left chest, "Rao'er, do you remember that one time when you were young, you saw me changing clothes and there was a sword scar on my left shoulder?
?”
Ye Yaoruo thought for a moment, "Remember. I asked you at that time, the scar looked very deep, and I asked you where the scar came from. At that time, you said that it was left when you fought with the enemy of Wan Gu Sect. That enemy
already dead."
"That enemy is your father, Ye Tianzhao." Ye Yuetian gritted his teeth with hatred, "No, a man who even wants to take away his own flesh and blood, he is not worthy of being your father! He wanted to kill me, but I blocked it with my hand.
, the sword that originally stabbed my heart penetrated my shoulder. I gave up completely. I broke the sword with my backhand and plunged it into his abdomen. It stabbed his intestines, and I watched him fall to the ground, bleeding like a river.
, getting weaker bit by bit, I didn’t relent, didn’t save him, and watched him die in front of me.”
"Master..." Ye Yaorao didn't know what to say.
"Rao'er, I killed your father, do you hate me?"
"I don't hate you." She shook her head, "I have never met the so-called father at all. You raised me single-handedly, and you are my closest relative."
There were tears in Ye Yuetian's vicissitudes of life, "Okay... I finally didn't support you in vain. Ye Tianzhao, that heartless man, died, but before he died, he weakly asked
I uttered three words...'I'm sorry'." The old man burst into tears, "He apologized to me, he said he was sorry. My heart softened, and I wanted to save him like crazy, but he stopped after saying that.
Angry, he is dead...really dead...you have become a child without a father."
Ye Yaorao wanted to comfort her, "Master..."
"You still call me sect leader?" The wrinkles on her face seemed to deepen, and her voice was old and sad, "Can't you just call me mother?"
