Each disciple is not simple

"Mingjia, the disciple you accepted is not that good. Even if he has someone's support, he is still a hopeless case!" Qu Hongxiao's voice was so loud that Jun Moyao could probably hear it clearly even in the room.

Mingjia frowned and looked at the mean Qu Hongxiao, "Don't advise others to be kind without experiencing their suffering. No matter you or me, we all have difficulties in our hearts. Who are you to laugh at others!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Qu Hongxiao's originally dissolute smile instantly disappeared, and her eyes were fixed on Mingjia, as if she was very concerned about her words.

Mingjia did not back down and accepted her gaze calmly.

For the first time, Qu Hongxiao didn't say anything else. She turned around and went straight back to her own courtyard.

Mingjia, who had angered Qu Hongxiao and left, had no expression on her face, and even looked a little gloomy.

Mu Feng was awkwardly not knowing whether to sit or stand.

"I'm going to be out for a while. You keep an eye on Moyao's situation." Mingjia reminded Mu Feng and left the yard.

Unexpectedly, not long after Mingjia left, an unexpected person came to their yard.

"Moyao, I'm here to see you."

The woman with noble temperament and beautiful face knocked on Jun Moyao's closed door gracefully, as if she was missing him urgently.

Jun Moyao in the room heard the familiar voice and felt inexplicably touched. After hesitating for a moment, she opened the door.

The moment the woman saw Jun Moyao, her eyes reddened. She reached out to tuck the hair around her ears, and then carefully touched Jun Moyao's face with her well-maintained hands.

"Thin."

Jun Moyao seemed to be unaccustomed to being touched by others, and her neck was stiff.

Feeling the other party's alienation and avoidance towards her, a trace of sadness flashed in the woman's eyes.

But she still cheered up and smiled at Jun Moyao, "Can I come in and sit down?"

Jun Moyao silently moved aside.

The woman and Jun Moyao sat opposite each other. She took the initiative to pour two cups of tea, placed one cup in front of Jun Moyao, and sighed slowly.

"How have you been during this time?"

The steam from the tea rose up. Jun Moyao didn't look up at the woman, but stared at the teacup. She said in a low voice, "What do you want from me?"

The woman's expression froze, and there was a little more hurt on her face, "As a mother, you come to see your daughter, what else do you have to do?"

It turned out that the woman was Madam Jun, Jun Moyao's biological mother.

"You never come to me unless you have something to ask."

Mrs. Jun was obviously a little annoyed by Jun Moyao's neither soft nor hard words.

"You were always so busy before. Even if I wanted to see you, I had to apply for a special request. Tell me yourself, if I didn't have a reason, could I see you?"

In the past, Jun Moyao was the high and mighty young master of the Jun family, who was so busy every day that he could hardly be seen.

It sounds like a joke. How could a mother need to make an appointment in advance to see her daughter?

"But you never asked me if I wanted to be the young master of the Jun family!"

Jun Moyao finally said what she had been holding in her heart for a long time.

She actually had no choice. Since she was born, no one had ever asked her what she wanted or whether she was willing to be the young master of the Jun family. Every step she took was arranged by others, like a puppet without a mind.

Madam Jun couldn't even understand why Jun Moyao would say such a thing, "This is all for your own good! You should know how many people in the side branches are scrambling to become the head of the Jun family, not to mention how many cultivation resources you can get as the young master that others can't get!

Now you are so outstanding and have been accepted as a disciple by the Supreme Sect. Isn't it all thanks to the training you received from the Jun family!"

"Then do you still remember that when I crawled out of the Jun family, I was just a waste with a damaged spiritual root!" Jun Moyao tightly grasped the scalding hot teacup, seemingly not feeling the pain in her palm at all. "You never asked me how a seriously injured person could get to the Supreme Sect from Zhongzhou!"

Even if one flew on a sword, it would take most of the day to reach these two places. Moreover, Jun Moyao at that time could only drag his body and measure the places with his feet.

"You always say you're doing this for my own good, but you never really take me to heart and never really care about me!"

Mrs. Jun was immediately annoyed by the challenge to her parental authority. "If you didn't make any mistakes, how could you be punished and kicked out of the Jun family? Have you ever thought about me and your father? Because of you, we were also scolded by the elders of the clan!"

"I made a mistake?" Jun Moyao stared at Madam Jun in disbelief. "Whether I made a mistake or not, everyone knows it! It was Jun Mingzhu who framed me..."

"Shut up!" Mrs. Jun couldn't bear to hear a word when Jun Mingzhu was mentioned. "How can you be so dirty! Mingzhu cares about you and thinks about you everywhere. It's ok for you not to admit your mistakes until now, but I didn't expect you to still slander your sister!"

This was not the first time Jun Moyao had heard such remarks, but it still made her feel heartbroken.

"Jun Moyao, you really disappoint me! You don't understand your sister at all. If she hadn't persuaded me to come and see you, I wouldn't even want to see you again!

You are all children who crawled out of my belly, why are you so different from Mingzhu! If your heart is half as pure as Mingzhu's, would you be expelled from the Jun family? "

Jun Moyao once thought that after experiencing so much in her past and present lives, she would not have much reaction to any words that hurt her.

What she didn't expect was that the verbal abuse from her biological mother would be more serious and hurtful to her than she thought.

"I also want to know. I am obviously your biological child, so why are you unwilling to give me even a little love..." Jun Moyao laughed at himself at the end.

Only now did she understand that deep down in her heart, she still longed for family affection and longed to be cared for and valued by her parents.

Just like the favor that Jun Mingzhu could easily get, she had never gotten it in her life.

She was still full of naive fantasies, hoping that one day her parents would reflect on themselves and realize that they had a daughter who had been ignored, even prejudiced and malicious, and was waiting for their apology.

Jun Moyao looked at the hostility that Mrs. Jun had developed because of what she said about Jun Mingzhu, and she completely understood that she might really have a weak kinship with him.

"Go away and tell Jun Mingzhu that her goal has been achieved." Jun Moyao directly ordered Mrs. Jun to leave.

"How uneducated! Jun Moyao! If you continue to make malicious speculations and slander your sister, don't blame me for being rude!"

There is no need to talk too much! I thought that I would be grateful to Jun Moyao for visiting her at the request of my little daughter, but I didn't expect that I would be so angry.

Mrs. Jun didn't want to be in the same room with Jun Moyao anymore, so she just turned away.

Looking at Mrs. Jun's back without hesitation, Jun Moyao smiled sarcastically.

I just don’t know whether this smile is directed at myself or at Madam Jun.