"Calm your anger?" The woman slammed it down with her palm, and the jade string in her hand rolled to the ground. She sneered, "How can I calm my anger? What is his identity, and what is the identity of that cloud catcher? Didn't you take my mother seriously?"
"God Lord..."
"God Lord."
"His Royal Highness."
Suddenly, a man in a platinum fairy robe walked in.
The fairies breathed a sigh of relief and nodded slightly.
"You go out first." The man looked at the broken jade beads on the ground and said calmly.
"yes."
"yes-"
The fairies immediately blessed him and fled as if fleeing.
After they went out, there were only two people left in the empty temple.
The woman sat there panting lightly, the man took a fixed look at her, bent down and picked up the broken jade beads on the ground one by one, his voice was very calm, "Why are you angry because of this?"
"Why? Why don't you say so." The woman raised her blood-red eyes, stared at him and said, "He is a god, the future heir of the Celestial Clan, how can he be so ambiguous with a humble cloud catcher? "
"What's wrong with catching clouds?" The man lowered his head and picked up the beads one by one. The beads rolled back and forth in his hands, making a lingering sound, "As long as he is happy, isn't it better than anything? You have also seen the formation, since he was born hundreds of years ago, when has there been such a heavy rain in the sky?"
The woman sat there panting, and when she thought of the message from the servants just now, she felt blood rushing up, and her eyes turned black.
"Don't worry about this matter." The man lowered his head and counted the beads in his hand, his voice was still very calm.
"Whatever?" The woman raised her hand again, and the window beside her shattered, "That's my son who worked so hard to raise him, and I managed to raise him from an ordinary eldest son to a man whom everyone admires today. God, can't it be possible to let him go back to the previous days!?"
"That cloud catcher, you can't stay." After taking a deep breath, the woman opened her eyes and said.
"If you don't care about this matter, he might still be able to be his God of War, but if you intervene, what will happen to that child... The result is not just a few days of heavy rain." The man seems to have gotten used to it Looking at the woman like this, he lowered his eyes and counted the broken jade beads in his hand, and said in a low voice, "When the time comes, your son will be able to split the sky, do you believe it or not?"
"How dare he!?" the woman shouted with her eyes red.
"Whether he dares or not, you will know if you try." The man walked slowly to her side, bent down, took her trembling hand, and put the broken jade beads he picked up into her hands. The beads were cold, It made her tremble slightly.
She couldn't help but think of Yunhe's gaze when he left the Temple of Heaven today, it was cold, calm, and emotionless, as if what he looked at was not his mother at all, but a cold object.
"Don't even think about touching his things, his people." The man put the beads away, straightened up slowly and said, "Ahe has grown up, he is no longer a child."
The woman's pupils shrank slightly, and her hand holding the broken jade beads spread slightly, but she didn't let the beads fall out.
She tightened her fingers slightly, looked at the platinum fairy robe in front of her and bit her lip, until there was a bloodstain on her lip, then she held the beads in her hand tightly and said, "No matter how old he is, He is my son."