Yu Lijing shook her head with a wry smile, feeling that the Demon Lord had asked a very naive question: "If anyone else knew, would I need to worry about this here? I would have asked them long ago."
The Demon Lord was also in a dilemma. With war about to break out in the Three Realms, there was no time to investigate, even if he wanted to.
"Take your time to think about it. If you can think of something, then think about it; if you can't, then forget it." The Demon Lord said to Yu Lijin in the end, "Whether you can think of it or not, the events in the Three Realms will eventually happen, and no one can stop them."
Yu Lijing's expression was not good; she didn't like the feeling of being shrouded in mystery.
After talking to the demon lord for a long time without any result, he finally had no choice but to get up and leave.
After leaving this place, she wandered aimlessly through the palace, feeling that there was something, something very important, but she couldn't remember what it was.
"Mother, what's wrong?"
The sudden sound startled Yu Lijing from her reverie. She looked up and saw Yu Xinyi looking worried.
Seeing her son's concern for her eased Yu Lijing's irritation considerably: "Xinyi, are you here?"
Yu Lijing's words were truly nonsensical, but fortunately, Yu Xinyi wouldn't hold it against her mother, especially since she knew about Yu Lijing's situation and knew that her mind was muddled.
"Mother, are you alright?" Yu Xinyi noticed that Yu Lijing's complexion wasn't good. No matter how dissatisfied he was with Yu Lijing, he was still worried.
After all, it's blood ties and family ties; how could he possibly let go of them?
"It's nothing, I've just been thinking about things lately and I'm a little tired." Seeing how concerned Yu Xinyi was about her, Yu Lijing felt sweeter than if she had drunk honey. She reached out and pulled Yu Xinyi along, "Let's go sit with Mom."
Yu Xinyi's arm subconsciously twitched slightly, a subtle movement that Yu Lijing keenly sensed.
The smile on her face froze instantly, as if frozen by the cold winter sun. She reluctantly let go of his hand: "It's okay, you go ahead and do your work."
For some reason, Yu Xinyi was never close to her.
Actually, when they first met, she could feel that Yu Xinyi was very close to her.
Why did their attitude change later?
Yu Lijing felt that she had less and less time to think normally lately, and she was probably the one among these people who most hoped that the Three Realms War would happen soon.
Because she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to hold on, that her mind would be completely muddled, and that she wouldn't be able to help at all.
"Mother, let me help you across." Yu Xinyi pulled her hand back and stretched it forward, supporting Yu Lijing's arm.
The unexpected turn of events brought a look of joy to Yu Lijing's face, and she repeatedly replied, "Good, good."
As Yu Xinyi supported Yu Lijing, he could feel that she was extremely agitated; even her arms were trembling slightly.
In fact, Yu Xinyi felt very uncomfortable with her mother, Yu Lijing.
They gave birth to him, then abandoned him, leaving everything to his father and simply left.
He could understand if she said she had no choice in the matter.
The problem was that he never expected his mother to be so heartless towards his father.
What is his father?
A tool that can stabilize the demon realm?
If that's the case, then why did they get married in the first place?
Why did you have him?
He couldn't understand it; he hadn't figured it out for so many days.
Therefore, I felt a distance between myself and Yu Lijing.
He felt uncomfortable, even resistant, to Yu Lijing's intimate actions just now.
However, seeing the forlorn expression on Yu Lijing's face, he couldn't bear it.
No matter what, she's still my mother, isn't she?
He still chose to help Yu Lijing back to rest.
A great war is about to break out in the Three Realms, and no one can say for sure what will happen then.
It's uncertain whether he survived or died in that great battle, and these days may be his final moments.
Since that's the case, then let's just go along with Mother's wishes more.
Yu Xinyi helped Yu Lijing back to her room. Yu Lijing's excited smile never faded, and she kept looking at Yu Xinyi with a smile.
Once inside, he immediately instructed the waiter to prepare refreshments and tea.
After the tea and snacks were served, Yu Lijing pushed them all in front of Yu Xinyi, staring at him expectantly: "Come on, Xinyi, eat quickly."
Looking down at the pastries pushed in front of him, Yu Xinyi couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook his head: "Mom, I don't like sweet things."
As soon as she finished speaking, the smile on Yu Lijing's face vanished instantly, like a snowflake falling into a raging fire.
“Oh, right, right…” Yu Lijing nodded to herself, her face full of desolate disappointment and pain. “Xinyi has grown up, grown up…”
She missed the process of Xinyi growing up; she will never see Yu Xinyi as a child again.
"Actually, I do eat a little bit sometimes." Yu Xinyi lowered his eyes, picked up a pastry, and put it in his mouth. A sweet and cloying sensation filled his mouth, almost making him spit it out.
"Alright, alright, stop eating." No matter how muddled Yu Lijing's mind was, she wasn't so muddled that she couldn't tell whether Yu Xinyi liked or disliked her.
He quickly reached out and gently patted Yu Xinyi's back to help him vomit.