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After Yao Ji woke up, she begged her brother to spare Yang Jian's life, and Yang Jian also begged his uncle to spare his mother.

"Brother, Yao Ji knows she was wrong. All the mistakes were caused by me. I am willing to bear all the punishment. Please, please spare Erlang and all living beings in the world!"

"Your Majesty, please spare my mother. I would gladly go to the eighteenth level of hell!"

"Hmph, it's too late. You will pay the price for your sins."

However, the Jade Emperor completely ignored her and burned Yao Ji alive.

"Erlang, I'm going now. It's a relief for me too. You must protect your sister and make sure she doesn't get hurt."

"No!"

Looking at Yao Ji, who had breathed her last in Yang Jian's arms on the stage, and at Yang Jian's trembling body and desperate weeping after his mother's death, many people in the audience were stunned...

Yang Jian looked up at the sky and roared.

"Jade Emperor, this is an irreconcilable feud! Watch me shatter the Heavenly Palace and take your life! Don't underestimate a young man's potential!"

So, wielding a three-pointed double-edged sword, he soared into the sky, stormed the Heavenly Court, wreaked havoc in the Heavenly Palace, and slaughtered nine suns. Just as Yang Jian was about to obliterate the last sun, the Jade Emperor captured his sister, the Third Holy Mother.

Yang Jian recalled his mother's dying words: for his sister's sake, he had no choice but to submit to the Heavenly Court.

One day, while drinking, he learned that his sister was having an affair with a mortal. Yang Jian, who had remained calm even in the face of a collapsing mountain, panicked as if he had returned home to find the corpses of his father and brother years ago. He dropped his wine cup and spilled wine all over the ground.

The actor playing Yang Jian on stage perfectly portrayed the fearful expression, but Yang Jian quickly calmed down, found his sister, and took the initiative to suppress her.

A tear rolled down Yang Jian's cheek as he watched the Third Princess being imprisoned in Mount Hua.

"Forgive me, sister."

His voice trembled.

Just as the words were spoken, snowflakes began to fall, landing on the actor playing Yang Jian, making Yang Jian look exceptionally lonely.

The opera performance has ended.

Quiet.

Quiet.

The entire room was deathly silent, with only faint sobs echoing through the air.

Soon after, thunderous applause erupted throughout the hall. They were sobbing uncontrollably, their eyes red and tears streaming down their faces.

"Waaah... Second Master... My Second Master... So this is what happened. No wonder Second Master stopped Chenxiang from splitting the mountain to save his mother."

"So my second brother had such a tragic past. Now everything makes sense."

"It turns out I misunderstood Yang Jian. Yang Jian is a true man. He shouldered everything alone to protect his sister."

"Brother, you're crying so hard! Did something sad happen to you?"

"Yang Jian's words, 'Forgive me, sister...' were similar to what my father said to me, asking me to forgive him..."

“I remember your father has already…”

"Yes, he's already gone..."

The young man was in tears.

"What happened?"

"Another person asked."

"fine……"

The young man stood silently for a long time, tears streaming down his face, before finally shaking his head.

It was his birthday that day, and his father was going out.

He asked his father where he was going, but his father wouldn't tell him.

Therefore, he concluded that his father did not spend time with him.

It was later learned that his father belonged to the Seven Stars intelligence organization and could not reveal his identity. At that time, his father received an urgent notice to go on a very dangerous mission.

That's what his father told him back then.

"Forgive me, my child."

However, not only did he disobey his father, he also kicked him.

He was told not to come back once he left, and after that day, his father never returned... until Qixing brought news of his father's death...

Like Yang Jian, he bore everything alone; he was a true man.

However, he mistakenly believed Yang Jian to be a bad person... just as he had mistaken his own father before...

……

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P.S.: Sorry, I said I'd make up for the missed update, but I got stuck on the story for ages. I spent a whole day writing. I was thinking of adjusting my sleep schedule for my health, and I figured I could write 8,000 words a day without a problem, but I'm stuck at 4,000 words now...

I still have some nerve pain, but I should probably be fine now.

Chapter 275 I Can't Even Sleep Well (Part 2)

Under the brilliant lights, the falling snowflakes looked particularly desolate.

The members of Yunhan Society slowly stepped down from the stage.

That concludes today's opera performance.

Although Yun Jin did not go on stage from beginning to end, no one complained at all, and everyone was immersed in the performance of the Yun Han Society.

"Waaaaah... Yang Jian... How can he be so gentle... Just thinking about how he bore everything alone makes me want to cry... Waaaaah... I even scolded him like that before..."

Paimon's eyes welled up with tears, and she kept wiping them away, but the tears kept overflowing again as soon as she wiped them away.

"The scene where Yang Jian cries while holding his mother is so heartbreaking... No wonder Yang Jian risked his life to stop Chen Xiang from splitting the mountain to save his mother; he was afraid his nephew would follow the same path as him... So, he was willing to bear all the blame himself to stop his nephew from splitting the mountain..."

Xiangling wiped away her tears and said.

"The fact that Chenxiang and his father survived is probably entirely due to Yang Jian's help. Otherwise, given the Jade Emperor's ruthless nature, he would have definitely killed them."

Hu Tao and Shen He also had slightly red eyes.

Maple Leaf took a deep breath and looked out at the distant sea, where snowflakes were falling.

"Fang Qiu, this is well written. Even I felt like crying after reading it."

Beidou patted Fang Qiu on the shoulder, which startled Fang Qiu so much that his body trembled.

"Sister Beidou..."

Fang Qiu turned her head and looked at Bei Dou's slightly narrowed eyes. She had just opened her mouth to speak when tears began to stream down her fair cheeks, and the clear tears fell right onto Bei Dou's hand.

"Why are you, the original author, crying? I don't have a handkerchief or anything like that."

Seeing Fang Qiu, who was crying with tears streaming down her face like a fragile glass lily blooming with dew, Bei Dou couldn't be fierce anymore. His tone softened considerably, and he couldn't help but feel a little amused and exasperated.

What kind of story involves a person who stabs themselves in the back?

And she cried like this...

Paimon originally wanted to settle accounts with Fang Qiu, at least making Fang Qiu treat her to three big meals to make up for her sadness, but seeing Fang Qiu's appearance, he couldn't say anything and could only hold it in. Instead, he went up to comfort Fang Qiu.

Hu Tao and the others panicked and took out handkerchiefs to wipe Fang Qiu's tears. In a short while, three or four hands were wiping Fang Qiu's face.

Fortunately, Fang Qiutian was naturally beautiful and didn't need makeup. If it were someone who wore makeup in her previous life, a few wipings would have turned her into a mess.

"Thank you."

Fang Qiu, with tears in her eyes, expressed her gratitude.

She felt helpless; she didn't want to cry, but seeing what was happening on stage, she couldn't help but cry...

Mingming wasn't very sad when she told Yun Jin this story.

The members of Yunhan Society are incredibly talented. Even without Yun Jin as their mainstay, they were able to portray Yang Jian splitting the mountain to save his mother so perfectly.

The joy of mother and son reuniting after Yang Jian splits the mountain to save his mother.

The pain of being scorched by ten golden crows and the mother and child's determination to exchange their lives for each other.

Yang Jian's pain and hysteria after his mother Yao Ji's death.

Finally, bearing everything on his shoulders, he endured endless loneliness after suppressing his sister.

Every scene was tearing her up; even though she knew the story by heart, she still couldn't help but cry.

The snow was still falling, and the guests gradually left.

Yun Jin also came out from backstage, her eyes red, clearly having cried.

As she walked over, she gave Fang Qiu a rather resentful look.

"Now that everyone's here, let's go to Wanmintang for a good meal. I'll feel really bad if we don't have a proper meal."

Paimon said.

"Okay, let's go, it's on me."

Beidou said.

"Sister Beidou, let me do it."

Fang Qiu said.

"Alright, I won't stand on ceremony with you then."

Beidou smiled, then looked at Fang Qiu with narrowed eyes and said, "I was originally planning to teach you a lesson after you stopped crying, but you dared to pull a fast one. However, since you're treating me to a meal, I'll let you off the hook today."

"Thank you, Sister Beidou."

Fang Qiu nodded, slightly embarrassed.

"Sister Beidou is so generous."

Hu Tao moved closer to Fang Qiu, her eyes red with tears, and said with a smile.

"Yay! I want boiled black-backed bass and dry-pot sliced ​​pork..."

Upon hearing that someone was treating, Paimon's eyes lit up, and he immediately began reciting the menu.