Chapter 481: Chapter 481: Beauty Like a Work of Art Chapter 481: Chapter 481: Beauty Like a Work of Art Upon noticing Yue Qingqing’s silence, Si Xi worried that she might have frightened the child and hurriedly added a sentence.
“But don’t worry too much, after all, you have Senior Yan by your side…”
Si Xi wanted to say more, but soone called her from the side.
“Sister Si, the target has appeared.”
Si Xi had to hang up the phone, “I’ll call you again next ti, you tell more about Senior Yan.”
Of course, Si Xi harbored no romantic feelings for Yan Sinian at this mont.
It was entirely the admiration of a fan for an idol.
Yue Qingqing responded and hung up the phone.
But she did not imdiately start her howork, instead falling into deep thought for a long while.
Indeed, she understood that there was an important reason for the frequent ergence of evil cultivators.
—This world lacked the restraint of the Heavenly Dao.
Yue Qingqing had once, due to the control of the Heavenly Dao, repeatedly experienced falls in her Realm, almost turning into a cripple in agony.
At that ti, she had genuinely detested the Heavenly Dao, even discussing its existence with her teacher.
The teacher said with a smile, “People always say the great Dao is heartless, the Heavenly Dao is cruel, yet impartial, and perhaps not fair to many, but it is absolutely just.”
“The Heavenly Dao hangs over everyone’s heads, like a sharp sickle sweeping through the grass, cutting down all that protrudes.”
“Perhaps it’s a disaster for those individual grasses and trees, but it’s rcy for the entire adow, ensuring sufficient nutrients to nourish many more.”
Yue Qingqing was young at the ti and found it difficult to understand her teacher’s aning, as it seed nebulous to her.
But in this life, with evil cultivators frequently appearing and Ghost Cultivators causing chaos,
above their heads hung no Heavenly Dao, permitting them to whimsically harm the mortals.
When Yue Qingqing recalled her teacher’s words, she finally tasted sothing different.
Perhaps the teacher was right, the Heavenly Dao was not fair to her, Yue Qingqing, but it was relatively just to the mortals.
It ensured that they were not easily hard by evil cultivators.
Yue Qingqing was pondering this when Yue Xingxing ca out and saw her sister sitting by the phone.
“Qingqing?”
“What are you daydreaming about? Have you finished your howork?”
Yue Qingqing hurriedly returned to her bedroom to do her howork.
Forget it, why think so much about it.
She was just a middle school student oppressed by howork.
As Yue Qingqing labored over her work, so stories, having been long predestined, approached their conclusion.
Inside a beautiful three-story villa, within a bedroom,
Cui Xiaoman lay on the bed, resembling a crystal princess straight out of a fairy tale.
From head to toe, every part of her seed carved from beautiful jade.
Not a single one lacking beauty.
Beneath this ultimately beautiful exterior, her life’s fla was gradually dimming.
She lay naked on the bed.
Despite the smooth, soft silk sheets, Cui Xiaoman felt as though she was lying on burning coals, wrapped by scorching flas.
Cui Xiaoman began to hallucinate, almost slling the scent of burning flesh.
She was in so much pain that she couldn’t speak; her pale lips quivering nonstop.
Dong ng cried inconsolably, utterly heartbroken.
And resud his role as the affectionate and devoted husband.
“Xiaoman, don’t leave, don’t leave alone…”
In the midst of extre pain, Cui Xiaoman’s smile flickered montarily and then vanished.
Indeed, this was the path she had chosen herself.
Rather than spend a lifeti arguing and despising each other with her husband,
She preferred this false happiness.
Cui Xiaoman’s eyes moved upward, resting on the nightstand.
There lay an exquisitely beautiful fox Wood Carving.
The entire Wood Carving was seamless yet lifelike, as if only a master sculptor could have created such a piece after exhausting all his efforts throughout a lifeti.
Even soone who knew nothing about art could appreciate its beauty.
Just like the woman of beauty akin to an art piece before them.
Cui Xiaoman’s gaze gradually withdrew.
She thought, perhaps she could depart in peace now.
However, just at that mont, quick footsteps sounded outside the bedroom door, and little hands frantically pounded on the door.
“Mom, mom, why won’t you let see you?”
“Do you not want anymore? Boo hoo, mom, let in.”
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