Venerable Demon King & The Doting Immortal (QT) novel Chapter 9

Chapter 9: Keeper of her Legacy

"You wanted her as a concubine?" her voice cracked. "After she beat her son like that, huh? If she could do this to her flesh and blood what do you think she would have done to my sons in a jealous rage?!"

Xiang Yu's throat tightened with jealousy. Why couldn't he have a mother like her? If only Li Hua showed him just a third of this woman's affection. His nose felt sour the tears flowing by themselves. Ming Lee wiped away his tears her heart shattered by his injuries. "Shh shh, it's okay. Come live with us, okay," she said, her voice gentle. "You can be a part of our family."

Xiang Yu bit his lip his head lowered. His tears dropped on his boots his eyes dazed and hollow. Ming Lee didn't force it. She gently stroked his hair lovingly and said, "Take your time to think about it," before placing a pouch of money into his little hand.

The wind carried Ming Lee's voice as she continued yelling at her husband while descending the mountain but it was like a distant echo to him. Morning soon turned to noon and noon to night but Xiang Yu knelt there, his knees sinking into the damp soil.

He lay down next to her mound the same way he lay next to her when she was fast asleep. Rain fell like a torrential downpour soaking him to the bone but Xiang Yu couldn't feel it. His senses were numbed, his mind a myriad of emotions.

He solemnly watched as the rain washed away the dirt from her grave. She had spent her life looking stunning, her beauty a weapon and her smile a lure. But it was never for him. To others, she was a blossoming rose, a delicate bloom that captivated hearts. But Xiang Yu only got to experience the thorns that lay hidden beneath her petals. _{ƒreewebɳovel.com}

She had scolded him, her words like acid. She had beaten him, her anger a storm that left scars. She had even tried to kill him, her hands wrapped around his throat, her eyes fuming with hatred.

Now, as the rain soaked through his clothes, he wondered if he was the only one who would remember her. Even her lover hadn't held a vigil for her. He would move on with his wife and two concubines leaving her memory to wither like a forgotten rose.

Xiang Yu's fingers traced the jade pendant as an unsettling smile crept up his face hidden by the rain. "Isn't it funny Mother.... you spent your life hating me but now... I am the only one who will remember you," he whispered to the wind. She would scream in anger if she knew that the person she had hated the most was now the sole keeper of her legacy.