Abyssal Chronicles

Chapter 899 - 900: Mengxi!?

"Wuaah, I missed you so much, Mommy..." Yuan’er threw herself into Yumo’s arms without a second word and burst into loud sobs, tightly hugging Yumo’s slender waist and burying her face in Yumo’s chest.

"Wuhhh!" In an instant, the girl’s piercing cries echoed throughout the room. Fortunately, Yuan’er had set up a soundproof barrier in advance, otherwise the entire White Crystal Castle would have been in chaos.

Ever since her mother left home six years ago, the little one had missed her mother every moment of every day, longing for her return. At the same time, Yuan’er’s heart was always filled with unease. She worried that after leaving, her mother would never return, that she had abandoned her.

Moreover, a disturbing guess unconsciously arose in Yuan’er’s mind. Could it be that something had happened to Mommy, which was why there had been no news from her? This guess made Yuan’er even more anxious day after day.

Luckily, with Yumo’s return, all the uneasy speculations vanished into thin air. The longing and grievances that had been suppressed for so long at this moment completely broke free of their shackles and erupted.

Hearing the crying filled with sadness and excitement, feeling her chest gradually becoming damp, Yumo’s eyes also became slightly moist. Hugging the pink-haired girl in her arms apologetically, she gently patted her back and comforted softly:

"Don’t cry, don’t cry. It’s okay, Mommy is back. Don’t cry, don’t cry... Shh, don’t cry, don’t cry..."

"Mommy is bad! Leaving us for so long... for so long without even sending a letter back. We were worried sick, Wuaaah! Mommy is a villain! A villain! A big bad villain..."

"I’m sorry, I’m so sorry... Mommy really didn’t mean to. I’m sorry..."

"Wuahhh..."

...

...

Just like that, Yuan’er nestled in her mother’s embrace, fully venting the grievances she had suppressed in her heart over the years.

Sigh, I really have done nothing but foolish things...

Holding the sad child in her arms, Yumo’s scarlet eyes were filled with guilt and remorse. However, while feeling regretful, Yumo couldn’t help but let out a sigh of relief.

Due to her foolish sense of time, Yumo had unintentionally left home for a full six years. Upon realizing this, Yumo had always harbored a great unease in her heart. That was whether her children resented her, this irresponsible mother, for her years of disappearance.

Among the children, Yumo was especially worried about Yuan’er and Youlan, the two youngest (or mentally youngest) children. During this time, Yumo had been fearful, deeply afraid that when she saw her children again, they would no longer accept her and even despise and hate her.

If she was really hated by the children she cherished, Yumo would probably cry her heart out on the spot. Fortunately, what she feared most did not happen.

Although Yuan’er had some complaints about her actions, deep down she still missed and adored her. Thank you my babe.

The hardships you’ve endured these years, Mommy will make it up to you double in the future. Gently stroking Yuan’er’s head, Yumo made a resolution in her heart.

However, although Yuan’er had grown up, she didn’t expect... that she would still cry so much... just like when she was little.

For a moment, Yumo felt a surge of emotions. The young lady in her arms seemed to have turned back into the pink-haired little girl who loved to hug her and cry in the past. The mother and daughter embraced each other quietly, enjoying the long-lost warmth of family.

Time passed, and under Yumo’s gentle caresses, the sobs echoing in the boudoir gradually subsided, and the room slowly returned to tranquility.

After a round of release, Yuan’er gradually broke free from "crybaby mode" and regained her senses. However, even though she had calmed down, Yuan’er was still reluctant to leave Yumo’s embrace.

After all, it had been a fully six years since she last experienced her mother’s hugs. The familiar scent, the warm embrace, the gentle words were all things Yuan’er had longed for day and night. Having finally experienced this feeling again, Yuan’er naturally hoped to prolong this enjoyment as much as possible and cuddle with her Mommy a bit more to make up for the lack of maternal love over the years.

"Hehe." Enjoying her mother’s presence, Yuan’er even tried to stick closer to her. However, when trying to hug her Mommy tighter, Little Yuan’er felt her head bump into something and couldn’t help frowning.

Feeling her Mommy’s chest with her hand and leaning her head against it a couple times, Yuan’er pouted a little in disappointment and mumbled dissatisfiedly, "Emm... Mommy is so flat, to be honest, it’s not very comfortable to lean on... So many years have passed, and they’re still so small."

"..." Hearing this, Yumo’s brows furrowed slightly. Yumo, who had just vowed to make it up to her child a moment ago, couldn’t help but chop Yuan’er on the head. "Asking for a beating hah!?."

"Hehe~" Holding her little head, Yuan’er stuck out her tongue mischievously.

Seeing her little daughter stop crying and regain her energy, Yumo showed a gratified smile. As for her daughter’s playful words? They were just childish remarks, so the magnanimous Yumo wouldn’t take them to heart.

Besides, regarding my chest size... Well, nobody’s perfect. I can only accept it with some regret. Yumo could only console herself in her heart.

On the other hand, after cuddling with her Mommy a bit longer, Yuan’er looked up at Yumo curiously, "Mommy, since you’re back, why not notify Big Brother and Sisters? They miss you a lot too! If they knew Prince Velin was played by you, they would definitely be very happy."

"Notify them? Hah... Let’s not for now." After a brief thinking, Yumo shook her head with some hesitation.

"Huh? Why?"

"Uh, I was just sent flying by your brother... It’s too embarrassing. I don’t want them to know Velin was me."

Sent flying by her own son? If the other children found out, where could I put my face as a mother!

Also...

"Your brother and sisters deceived Mommy for a long time. I still want to observe secretly and see if those guys have really turned over a new leaf, how they live their lives without my supervision."

"Oh oh, I see." Yuan’er nodded repeatedly in a silly and cute manner. Although her Mommy chose to continue concealing her identity, Yuan’er had no intention of dissuading her for the time being.

The little one still had some selfish motives. She wanted to monopolize her long-lost Mommy for a while. Telling her brother and sisters would mean having to share Mommy.

Yuan’er didn’t really like sharing. Therefore, she wholeheartedly supported Yumo’s idea without hesitation. "Don’t worry Mommy. I won’t tell Big Brother and Sisters!"

"Mm, good girl." Yumo patted the little one’s head with satisfaction.

Yuan’er lowered her head blissfully, enjoying her mother’s caresses.

Although she really wanted to continue enjoying her time with her mother, Yuan’er still had a huge stone weighing on her heart that she had yet to put down.

So, hugging her Mommy’s arm, Yuan’er suddenly spoke up, "By the way, Mommy, there’s one more thing I wanted to ask for your help with."

"Hm?" Seeming to also detect the gravity and unease in Yuan’er’s words, Miss Yumo frowned. "What’s the matter, Yuan’er? Why the sudden change in tone? Is something wrong?"

"It’s about Grandpa."

"Grandpa? Marquis Xiumu?"

"Yes."

"What happened to Xiumu?"

Speaking of Marquis Xiumu, Yumo also sensed that something was amiss. Logically speaking, for a major event like a granddaughter’s engagement, the host should have been Xiumu himself, not Marshal Malok.

Could it be that something had happened to the old man? Yumo guessed uneasily in her heart.

And Yuan’er’s subsequent reaction confirmed Yumo’s speculation. In response to Yumo’s question, Yuan’er lowered her head slightly, "Yes, Grandpa was attacked by unknown assailants some time ago. Now he’s been in a coma, bedridden."

"Attacked? By whom?"

"I don’t know, but judging from the traces left at the scene and Grandpa’s wounds, the attackers seemed to be from the Church Nation."

"..." As these words entered her ears, Yumo’s face visibly darkened. She never imagined that on this continent, which had almost fallen under the control of her children, there would still be people who dared to make a move against the lord of Night Wish City.

More importantly, the attackers were from the Church Nation?

"The Church Nation, could it be Mengxi’s people?"