in2ebook Chapter 147 Twin Gold
Chapter 147 Twin Gold
Shu Wanwan was thinking in her heart, and a word that she had never thought of and surprised her extremely emerged in her mind.
"love."
When this word popped out of her mind, Shu Wanwan was also shocked. She shook her head hard, "How is it possible?" She thought to herself.
Seeing Shu Wanwan's expression, Dai Yan's indifferent look also subsided. "I will tell you everything I remember and know now."
After saying that, Dai Yan stretched out her hand towards Shu Wanwan, and the bead was in the palm of her hand.
Shu Wanwan looked at Dai Yan and without hesitation, she put her hand on Dai Yan's hand and touched the beads.
The moment Shu Wanwan placed her hand on Dai Yan's hand, red smoke surrounded the two of them, and a faint light emanated from the place where their palms touched.
Shu Wanwan felt Dai Yan's breath, then closed her eyes.
In an instant, the two disappeared in the training room.
Not long after, Shu Wanwan keenly noticed that there were subtle changes in her environment.
She slowly opened her eyes, and what she saw was a completely different scene from the one she had seen before she closed her eyes.
Shu Wanwan calmed herself down and began to look around carefully. It was obvious that this was no longer the training room she had been in before, but what surprised her even more was that everything around her inexplicably felt familiar.
When Shu Wanwan saw the surrounding scenery, she tried hard to search for the corresponding picture in the depths of her memory. After some hard thinking, she finally had an idea.
It turned out that this was the deep courtyard she had seen when she fell into that strange illusion! It was there that she met the young Dai Yan.
"Why is it here? What is the connection between this place and the so-called truth?" Shu Wanwan was shocked by the sudden change in front of her.
"Wa...wa..." The cry of a baby disrupted her thoughts.
"What's that sound?" Shu Wanwan looked in the direction where the sound came from, then turned her head and asked Dai Yan.
At this moment, Dai Yan looked in the direction of the voice. It was obvious that she had heard the voice as well.
But Dai Yan's expression did not show any surprise at all, as if hearing a baby crying was a very normal thing.
"Come with me." Dai Yan said nothing more and walked towards the direction of the voice.
Shu Wanwan followed behind without asking any further questions.
Dai Yan walked lightly through the quaint house and came to the door of one of the many rooms in the yard. The door of this room was closed, and it was impossible to tell what the person inside was doing.
Suddenly, a clear and loud baby cry broke the quiet atmosphere, "Wa...Wa..." Immediately afterwards, another equally loud cry rang out, one after another, intertwined with each other.
There was no doubt that the crying came from this room.
At this moment, a woman's excited and joyful voice of good news came from the house: "Congratulations, sir! Congratulations, madam! Both mother and daughter are well, they are just like flowers blooming and born in pairs! Our family has welcomed two lovely little daughters!" This voice made people excited and encouraged.
It was obvious that two new lives were being born in this delivery room at this moment - a pair of twin girls.
They have just come into the world and are announcing their arrival to the world with their tender voices.
Dai Yan, who was standing outside the door, stopped and listened quietly to the sounds coming from the house.
Her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, her brows were furrowed, and the silk fan held tightly in her hand seemed as if the handle was about to be crushed by her.
Shu Wanwan looked at Dai Yan's expression. Although she didn't know what had happened, she still walked to Dai Yan and gently held her hand.
"Are you okay?" Shu Wanwan asked softly with concern.
Dai Yan shook her head and said, "Let's go in."
Shu Wanwan obviously didn't understand Dai Yan's words, "Let's go."
How can I get in? Should I just push the door open? Wouldn't that be too abrupt?
It is obvious that there are people inside. They will definitely be surprised to see two people suddenly appear. It will be difficult to explain then, and it will be too embarrassing.
"This..." Shu Wanwan was a little troubled.
"It's okay, don't worry." Dai Yan obviously knew what Shu Wanwan was thinking, and said this to Shu Wanwan.
After saying that, Dai Yan took Shu Wanwan's hand and walked straight into the closed door.
"Just went through like that?" Shu Wanwan was a little surprised.
Although it is not impossible for a cultivator like Shu Wanwan to pass through the door out of thin air without using any spiritual power.
She didn't use any spiritual power, and she didn't even prepare to use spiritual power, so how did she pass through the door?
"This is in the Soul-Locking Mirror." Dai Yan knew what Shu Wanwan was thinking without even looking, so she said this leisurely.
"Is that so? No wonder I can't use my kinetic energy."
After hearing Dai Yan's words, Shu Wanwan finally understood.
Everything before my eyes now, whether it is fantasy or memory, is just a picture in the mirror, all is nothing.
Knowing the reason, Shu Wanwan didn't think about it and began to look around the house.
Looking through the door, there were many people in the room. It was obviously a scene of women giving birth in ancient times.
Looking out from the inside.
A young woman who looked pale and weak was lying quietly on the bed.
Her fair and delicate face had turned as pale as paper, completely bloodless; her forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, as if she had just experienced a thrilling life-and-death struggle.
The scattered strands of hair soaked with sweat stuck tightly to her forehead, wet and messy.
Her beautiful eyes were filled with crystal clear tears, which made people feel pity.
It can be seen that these tears come from the unbearable pain during childbirth, or the joy brought by the arrival of a new life into the world.
Standing right next to the bed was a little girl dressed in simple clothes and dressed as a maid, looking cute and well-behaved.
She slightly bent her slender and soft waist and carefully placed a copper basin filled with warm water beside the bed.
Then, she gently picked up a clean white towel and wiped the sweat that kept oozing from the forehead of the woman on the bed with skillful and gentle movements.
From beginning to end, the little girl's distressed gaze never left the woman's for a moment, as if she wanted to alleviate her pain a little through her insignificant efforts.
Shifting my sight slightly to the other corner of the bed, I could see an old woman standing there, over fifty years old, with a slightly hunched figure.
At first glance, the old woman looked to be over fifty years old. The traces of time had already quietly crept up on her face, making a few silver strands faintly visible among her originally black and shiny hair.
At this moment, the old woman was busy with the task at hand with her head lowered, concentrating on cleaning and arranging the various instruments and supplies that had just been used for delivery around the bed.
Because the delivery process was quite intense, her hands and clothes were stained with blood.
It is not difficult to guess that this old woman must be the midwife responsible for the delivery this time.
Not far from this experienced midwife, there stood another petite figure.
For a moment, it was impossible to tell whether this little girl was an ordinary maid in the mansion, or a skilled apprentice who came specifically to assist the midwife in delivering babies.
At the moment, I only see this little girl busy helping the midwife to organize and put away various items and props.
Look out further.
They were two middle-aged women in their thirties or forties. One had a slightly dark complexion, but her bright eyes and lively expression revealed her shrewdness and competence; the other had a fairer complexion, but her round face exuded an air of honesty and sincerity.
Although the fabrics they wore were not of the highest quality, after careful care, their overall attire appeared quite neat and tidy, and their every move exuded a sense of propriety.
At this moment, the two middle-aged women had flattering and ingratiating smiles on their faces.
I saw that they were each holding a little baby tightly in their arms. The child's skin was slightly wrinkled and his appearance was ordinary, even a little ugly.