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Chapter 3509: 4.1109 Dreaming

"In a few days, Mother will accompany your Father Emperor to the Great Xia Plains for a hunt. Since you're not planning to go, you must be careful staying alone in the capital."

"Mother will be packing for the next couple of days, so I probably won't be able to look after you."

"I came a few days early to see you and talk to you."

Duan Yue smiled and knelt before his mother. "Mother, just go and have fun. What could happen to me? After the half-month holiday ends, I'll have to return to the Royal Academy. I might not be back until around the New Year then."

"Good, good, good." Noble Consort Duan looked at her son with loving eyes, reaching out to stroke his head repeatedly. "Son, Mother asks for nothing else now. I just hope you marry soon. I'd be content if you could find someone who cares for you through thick and thin, and dedicates themselves to you."

Duan Yue's heart tightened. He turned his head slightly, forcing a relaxed smile. "Mother, I'm still so young. Are you already rushing to push your son away?"

"In the Divine Continent, a son my age is still a baby! It's too early to talk about marriage! Wouldn't it be better to stay by Mother's side and be a filial son? What do you think, Mother?"

Noble Consort Duan playfully poked his forehead. "You, always so informal, always know how to make your mother happy."

"Mother, every word I say is true. I'm not teasing you," Duan Yue blinked, a beaming smile on his face.

Noble Consort Duan scrutinized him for a long while. "Don't change the subject. Just tell me why your face was so pale just now."

Duan Yue honestly replied, "I was too eager to advance, and my cultivation realm is a bit unstable."

"Is that truly all it is?" Noble Consort Duan eyed him suspiciously.

"Yes, yes." Duan Yue nodded cheerfully, holding Noble Consort Duan's hand and saying, "Mother, your son is so formidable, what could happen? You can be a thousand, ten thousand times at ease!"

With that, he even gave his mother a somewhat smug look.

Noble Consort Duan was amused by him and nodded, "Alright then, after Mother leaves, you must take good care of yourself."

"Got it, Mother."

Noble Consort Duan chatted with her son for a few more moments, then smiled and was helped away by Granny Lin.

"Xiao Kezi, you may also withdraw. Close the palace door." After his mother left, the expression on Duan Yue's face instantly turned cold. He commanded dispassionately.

Xiao Kezi dared not speak further, quickly nodded, and retreated.

As soon as the palace doors closed, Duan Yue collapsed onto the couch as if deflated, his face instantly becoming even paler.

"Boy, are you still going to struggle? I've given you so much earnest advice, why are you so unappreciative?" An ancient voice abruptly emerged from the cold air.

"Shut! Up!" Duan Yue snarled fiercely, pressing one hand against his chest, his breathing somewhat labored.

"Hmph, don't refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit!"

"Don't forget, I am your ancestor!" The voice said, chillingly, "If my bloodline hadn't been infused into your body, could you have achieved your current realm and your rapidly surging cultivation?"

"Nonsense!" Duan Yue clenched his fist hard, directly eliminating that voice from his mind.

A chilling coldness spread around him, and glistening beads of sweat dripped from his jade-like forehead.

At worst, he'd gouge out his bones and blood to return her bloodline. Trying to force him to give up half his body, in his dreams!