"Qingru..." The woman stared at Yue Qingru in a daze, then revealed a happy and gentle smile, and quickly came over: "Qingru, why are you back?"
He Qing had been observing this woman. Although she was sick and thin, she still looked pretty. At first glance, she didn't look like Yue Qingru, but the outline below the nose was exactly the same.
The woman came all the way to the fence, but Yue Qingru never looked at her, which made her feel awkward. She hurriedly opened the door and bowed to He Qing, saying, "Are you... the immortal from the Immortal Mountain? I am Qingru's mother. Come on, immortal, come in and sit down."
He Qing nodded and walked in. Seeing the woman frantically looking for a stool, he flicked his whisk and transformed it into a stone table and stone stool. He comforted her, "It's my fault. It came so suddenly."
The woman saw the magic trick, but she didn't show any surprise. She just stroked her hair with a bit of embarrassment and smiled bitterly, "No, it's just that my place... is too simple."
Le Qingru was still shy and unwilling to speak. The woman looked at her with concern and reluctance. It was with great difficulty that she shifted her gaze to He Qing again and asked carefully, "Your Excellency is here to visit me, but did Qingru make a mistake in Lingshan? If Qingru did anything wrong, please bear with me."
The woman has beautiful eyebrows and eyes that are as clear as a pool of clear water.
However, upon hearing this, Yue Qingru got furious and said angrily: "Why do you think I made a mistake? You always think it's all my fault!" Yue Qingru does have a bad temper, but he is also like a powder keg that can explode at any time.
But the woman seemed to be used to it and didn't take it as an offense. She just smiled awkwardly at He Qing and explained, "That's not what I meant. I'm just worried that you're not being thoughtful enough."
Seeing that Yue Qingru was about to retort, He Qing gently pressed her shoulders and said to the woman in a gentle voice, "No, Qingru didn't do anything wrong in Lingshan. This time I brought Qingru and the others down the mountain to do some work, and I came to visit you on the way."
After hearing this, the woman couldn't help but look at He Qing seriously again, and asked uncertainly: "Immortal... could it be..."
Yue Qingru turned her head away angrily and said, "This is my master, the head of the Yaoguang Sect."
At first the woman thought that the person who came was just an ordinary cultivator, but she didn't expect that he was Yue Qingru's direct master. Now that she knew about this, she blamed herself carefully: "Oh, that's really rude, Immortal Master, I... I haven't prepared anything yet, why don't you wait for a moment, I'll go and borrow some meat."
"No need," He Qing stopped her and said patiently, "A cultivator who is fasting does not need to eat. Qingru is also doing the same now. She has already established her foundation."
"Foundation established?" The woman was so happy that she almost cried. She looked at Le Qingru with satisfaction and pride, nodded and murmured, "Good, that's great..."
Seeing her like this, even He Qing, who claimed to have a heart of stone, felt a little distressed. He pulled her to sit down and said, "We are just here to visit you, don't bother with anything else." He then introduced Lu Li, "This is my other disciple, named Lu Li. He entered the sect two months earlier than Qingru, and he is her senior brother."
"Good, good." The woman looked at Lu Li and praised him: "This little immortal looks well-behaved and sensible. The immortal really has good taste."
The "well-behaved and sensible" Lu Li smiled sweetly: "Madam, you are too polite."
The woman praised him a few more times before she remembered that she hadn't introduced herself yet. She sat up straight and said, "Well, I'm Qingru's mother. My last name is Le and my given name is Ling."
He Qing nodded slightly: "Madam Le, you don't have to call me immortal. I am He Qing, Madam Le, just call me by my name."
"How can I do this?" Le Ling waved his hands and said, "You are Qingru's master. It would be rude for me to address you by your name." After a pause, he asked hesitantly, "I wonder... Has Qingru caused you any trouble in the past six months in Lingshan?"
Seeing her mother looking down on her as always, Yue Qingru felt uneasy. She immediately stood up and said in a firm voice, "Master, I will go find my senior brother to see if he can help me."
Yue Ling watched her daughter walk away without looking back, her eyes unable to hide the disappointment, but she had to cheer herself up and smiled at He Qing: "Don't be offended, Immortal, Qingru...is not very sensible, it's my fault for not teaching her well."
He Qing said seriously: "Madam, you are too modest. Qingru is very good and sensible. She is my most worry-free disciple."
Lu Li who was standing by glanced at her who was lying with open eyes, suppressed his laughter and turned his eyes away.
"Is that so?" Yue Ling's eyes were slightly red with surprise: "That, that's really good." But then he hesitated and asked: "Master, is Qingru...anything unusual in Lingshan?"
He Qing immediately understood what Le Ling meant, and smiled to comfort her: "Madam, are you referring to the night of the full moon?"
Yue Ling took a breath and said, "You...you know?"
"Um."
Then, He Qing told the story of Yue Qingru's transformation on the night of the full moon, and emphasized that she would no longer lose her mind when she transformed. At the same time, he also told the details of Yue Qingru's life in Lingshan, including the classes, cultivation, foundation building, initial stage assessment, and the friends she met...
Yue Ling listened very seriously. She was anxious at the beginning, but couldn't help laughing later. However, even though she was laughing, tears fell like beads from a broken string, which made people feel pity.
Yue Ling wiped her tears with her sleeves and sighed, "It is her blessing to be accepted as a disciple by a master like the Immortal Master who does not care about Qingru's life experience."
He Qing said: "In fact, many people in Lingshan don't mind Qingru's background. Most of them are just curious."
Yue Ling nodded comforted, and then heard He Qing ask: "Madam, please forgive me for asking a personal question. Has Qingru's father ever come to see you in these years?"
Le Ling, who had always been gentle and weak, immediately became cold when she heard about Le Qingru's father. Just as she was about to speak, she saw Le Qingru, holding a handful of herbs in his left hand and carrying a dead wild boar on his right shoulder, and Gu Changnian, who was also carrying another wild boar on his shoulder, entered the yard one after another.
Yue Qingru came over sullenly, threw the wild boar on the ground, raised his left hand slightly and was about to say something, but Yue Ling stood up and scolded: "Qingru, how many times have I told you not to pick up these things!"
Yue Qingru was stunned for a moment, then threw the herbs in her hand on the table: "I didn't pick this up! Why do you always think that I do all the bad things?" After that, she ran out again.
"Qingru!"
Gu Changnian looked at Le Ling in confusion, then looked at He Qing and said, "Master, I saw some residual aura on the dead animals, so I brought them back to check."