Immortality: Starting with a grave, I'm invincible when burying corpses.

In front of the Mu residence, Xiaohe walked from left to right and then from right to left, back and forth, glancing at the end of the road every ten seconds.

Xiao Lü, on the other hand, was much calmer. Unlike Xiao He, she didn't pace back and forth. She just stood still and would occasionally say a few words to comfort Xiao He.

However, the frequency with which she turned her head was almost the same as Xiao He's, which was enough to prove her anxiety.

Until Mu Ling'er's figure came into view, until Xiao He rushed to Mu Ling'er like a gust of wind and hugged her tightly.

Xiao Lü finally felt completely relieved.

She walked over to the two of them and saw Xiao He holding Mu Ling'er, murmuring with snot and tears streaming down her face.

"It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back... Don't be afraid, we're all here... It's okay, it's okay... Don't cry, be good..."

Even Mu Ling'er, who had been keeping a cold expression, had tears in her eyes the moment Xiao He hugged her.

Whether at her birthplace or on her way back, she didn't feel much urge to cry, but after hearing words of comfort, tears streamed down her face, wetting Xiaohe's dress.

Xiao Lü stood silently. Although she was also very worried, she still gave Xiao He the opportunity to get close to Mu Ling'er.

Compared to herself, Xiaohe, who is not good at expressing herself, needs to express her feelings to Mulinger more directly.

Unlike Xiao Lü and Mu An, who are always gentle and never hesitate to express their feelings.

The awkward Xiaohe rarely expresses her true feelings. In daily life, Xiaohe often scolds Mulinger and plays the role of the bad guy.

Xiao Lü knew in her heart that it wasn't that Xiao He disliked Mu Ling'er, but rather that Xiao He worried too much and wasn't good at expressing herself.

She worried that Mu Ling'er would become arrogant and conceited, that Mu Ling'er would be ignorant and incompetent, and that Mu An's parenting style would make Mu Ling'er become domineering and arrogant...

Xiao Lü and Xiao He are sisters who have lived together for nearly fifty years. Naturally, they know what kind of personality their older sister, who is a year and a half older than them, has.

Perhaps because she had played the role of the older sister since childhood, Xiaohe, like the parents in countless ordinary families, always worried about too many things. Although she cared a lot, she was always awkward and unwilling to express her concern.

In the pursuit of making children successful, we become so radical that we forget about other more important things.

In the end, belittling and blaming become habits, and estrangement accumulates little by little.

It's as if expressing love is some kind of wrong thing that can't be brought to the forefront, so all concern has to be roundabout and convoluted, ultimately becoming something incongruous.

Xiaohe's limited understanding prevented her from distinguishing what was right or wrong, and she also failed to grasp the impact of her actions on Muling'er.

She habitually applied the same methods her mother used on them to Mu Ling'er, after all, that's how she herself grew up, and most of the people around her were the same.

Even though Mu An had told her many times that this was wrong, Xiao He would still occasionally blurt out some thoughtless words.

Torn between blaming and feeling guilty, she was repeatedly pulled between these two emotions.

In the Great Qi Dynasty, countless families lived like this, generation after generation, passing down traditions, yet growing distant from one another.

Even though they love each other very much, they inevitably drift apart.

Everything gradually and imperceptibly became the final outcome.

But that's not right.

It's one thing for me to live an awkward life, but how can I let Mu Ling'er live an awkward life with me?

At least Xiao Lü felt something was wrong. Compared to Xiao He, Xiao Lü was not so stubborn. She was more willing to understand every detail of what Mu An said and accept Mu An's ideas completely.

Even if these ideas are unconventional and incompatible with mainstream thought.

In Xiao Lü's eyes, her young master's achievements today must be far more justified than theirs.

Mu An said that this kind of education is wrong, and that is certainly wrong. She probably can't understand it because she lacks perspective.

She was used to imitating Mu An's mannerisms and treating Mu Ling'er with a similar attitude.

With this in mind, Xiao Lü always stopped Xiao He when she was being mean to Mu Ling'er, so that Xiao He could calm down and not do anything wrong.

She had considered changing Xiaohe's personality, but if Mu'an couldn't do it, Xiaolu couldn't either.

It can only influence and change things little by little.

In this process, some things are still inevitable.

Despite repeated accusations, even though Mu Ling'er didn't say it aloud, she understood the various principles behind them, but she still couldn't help but feel somewhat estranged from Xiao He.

This is human nature, and it's hard to avoid. Nobody likes to be constantly criticized.

Xiao Lü thought it was a really good thing that Xiao He was willing to speak her mind.

What kind of person is it to always say the opposite of what they mean or say things in anger to those close to them?

Even though you're so worried and care so much, you still stubbornly insist on your own way. How can that be right?

……

An hour ago, at the Li family's main residence.

Li Le'an bid farewell to Mu Ling'er with a beaming smile, calling her "Sister Ling'er" in a very affectionate and intimate manner.

He had no idea what had happened between his mother and Mu An last night, nor did he know that his fantasies had been completely shattered.

Li Le'an, who thought his future was promising, used all sorts of tricks to try to make Mu Ling'er have a better impression of him, so as to pave the way for his future.

After watching Mu Ling'er and her guards turn the corner and disappear completely from sight, Li Le'an finally stepped into his own front door.

As soon as he stepped inside, a maidservant hurriedly came to his side.

"Young master, the madam is looking for you. She wants you to go to the main house to see her as soon as you return."

Li Le'an didn't think much of it, assuming that his mother had arranged a bright future for him and was just about to share the good news with him!

Overjoyed, Li Le'an was completely unaware that he and his mother usually talked in either his mother's room or his own room, and never discussed important matters in the main house.

He also failed to notice that along the way, most of his uncles, elders, and the guards and maids of the Li family had disappeared without a trace.

Until he excitedly pushed open the main door, his smile froze on his face, and he stammered out a sentence.

"Father, Mother... what's wrong... Great-Grandpa, what happened...?"

The main house of the Li family was rather dim today, with dark curtains blocking out the already limited sunlight.

The moment Li Le'an pushed open the door, sunlight rushed in, seeping through the wide-open doorway and illuminating the two disheveled figures inside.

Seeing his parents bound hand and foot to the pillar, Li Le'an's mind went blank for a moment, and he instinctively asked the question he had just asked.

As soon as he said it, he realized what he had said and turned around to try to escape outside.

But before he could make a move, a delicate hand, as exquisite as porcelain, had already grabbed his hair.

Amidst waves of excruciating pain, he was thrown into the house and placed at his parents' feet.

"Young master, where are you going? Your parents are right here. Why are you running around instead of coming to find them?"

This is a woman with a charming figure, wearing a purple dress with a little fabric, revealing her slender waist.

Li Le'an swore he had never seen such a terrifying woman.

The instant his hair was grabbed, he felt as if he were being stared at by countless venomous snakes, and that he would die on the spot in the next second.

Despite the pain, Li Le'an struggled to sit up and saw the two people beside him.

His father's head was bowed, and dried blood stained his robes, but his faint breathing was enough to prove that he was still alive for the time being.

And his mother...

The moment he looked up, Li Le'an almost collapsed.

If it weren't for those clothes, he would never have believed that the person tied to the pillar was his vain mother.

His face was covered in wounds, and his original appearance was completely unrecognizable. Even now, thin streams of blood still flowed down his chin and dripped to the ground.