8 Real mother

"What!?"

"She went crazy?." Yu's eyebrows rose.

"Then she can go crazy; what so important about her anyway besides stealing my baby from me for twelve months! She's only a lowly half-rated sect master concubine; you have a lot more? Right?."

"Her physical constriction is uni-.., I mean, she's still my child mother after all, and she's giving me another strong heir." My father shamelessly responded.

"Pft! What's the name of your 'child'?"

"A-hmm...."

"...."

"You never changed, huh! You only care about personal gain. I never knew why that slut liked you. Well, she's dead anyway."

(A/N: she's talking about his other official wife.)

My dad's eyes seethed, screaming, "SHUT UP! don't you dare bring my beloved deceased wife to this."

"OH! so you cared about someone after all, but even if I insulted your slut, what you are going to do about it?" an icy aura came out from Yu's eyes.

I felt like my father's anger reached an unfathomable high, but he was still holding it back. What is it? Why this incredibly mass of proudness is putting up with her insults, even if she's stonger than him? But still, why?

I felt like with his type of personality, he will still try and fight her out, but there's something about this woman that he feared the most, "Ah! I forgot she's a princess, and the system told me that her two brothers are the strongest cultivators in the astral kingdom.

'So even a man of this caliber can turn pavid with enough threats'

But I still enjoyed his facial expressions.

'That's it; even though this woman is a little bit crazy, she has a lot of power and status; I should hold onto these golden thighs till I become powerful enough to protect myself!'

While making my future plans, I heard my father saying something as he slammed the door as hard as he could, peering outside in a matter of seconds.

"That boy is going to grow up without a mother! You're not his mother, and you will never be! You should give that child back before he finds out you made his real mother go insane."

My self-proclaimed mother's attention riveted upon hearing his last words, her lips pursed, and she entered a thoughtful inner bout.

After a while, I heard her murmur something, "Is your mommy wrong for taking what's her own? Would you hate me after you grow up? IMPOSSIBLE! My Cho would never grow to hate me! EVER! After all, he's my son! I will let you go and see her on Sundays, okay, my dumpling?."

'Great, I had been waiting to see my real mother,'

I quickly nodded my head while still checking her facial expressions; after all, I can not understand this woman's temperaments sometimes.

She directed a warm gaze at me, but her whole body was shaking from top to bottom.

'This goddess can't even think about parting with me for a second? What the hell made her like this?'

Yu called her most trusted maid, the robotic little girl, and instructed her to take me to see my mother for a day. Yu seemed depressed, but she still reluctantly handed me to the maid.

On my way, I removed my facade of being a one and a half years old child and finally sighed in relief. My mother's features were still stuck on my head, as they were carved at the deepest part of my brain, That otherworldly charm she radiates, her big breasts filled with the sweet milk that I internally missed, those loving green eyes. And the sensual body plus the pure qi made even my father call her a 'special physical construction.' I was excited to meet her again.

But what I saw shocked me entirely to the core.

We walked up to the room; the first thing I noticed is the blood covering the walls; a rotten smell filled the room; I had the urge to vomit on the spot, but with great effort, I held back myself.

A pregnant woman was sitting on a bed, expressionless like a doll; her eyes looked like they lost the will to live a long time ago.

'Is she even alive?' I wondered.

Some black chains cuffed her hands and feet; little symbols covered them up. I asked the system about their origins, and he informed me that they used to seal the qi in someone's body.

She still didn't notice our arrival, sank into her world.

The robotic maid notified the first words.

"Her Majesty decided to grace you with the gift of spending time with her son on Sunday."

I internally facepalmed on the cringy way this maid is speaking.

Mother's eyes regained their life for a second when the maid said, "Son,"

But they shortly plummeted again, going back to her original dazed state.

I signaled the maid to put me in the bed. As I got closer to mothers face, lightly touching her cheeks on the way, she still didn't respond, so I gave them a stroke and added in a struggling voice, "M-ma-m-a."

She finally seemed to react and shifted her gaze to meet my eyes. Her expression changed entirely; the dullness became shock in a matter of seconds.

I honestly felt bad for her. So I reached my hands to pat her head but too bad I only can utter few words. so I stuttered the same word again, "M-mama?"

(A/N: cliffhanger, sorry! Evil laugh*)