met free Chapter 207 Beautiful Sister
Chapter 207 Beautiful Sister
“Father, your idea is impossible to implement, I disagree.” Fan Qingyu’s icy blue eyes were hidden under her veil; the only part of her that could be seen from the outside was her icy blue eyes. At this moment, those eyes had completely calmed down, and she was looking at her father peacefully.
“Qingyu, listen to me. You don’t realize how serious things are. Once you enter the Holy Mountain, you won’t be staying in the God’s Palace for life as everyone says, but rather…” The head of the Fan family stepped forward and said urgently, but he was interrupted before he could finish speaking.
“Instead, it means giving up your life, willingly being absorbed by that final ray of divine light.” Fan Qingyu’s tone was gentle, and a smile even appeared beneath her veil. “Father, I’ve always known this. When I was very young, His Holiness the Pope told me this without reservation.”
“Isn’t this my duty and responsibility as the Holy Maiden of the Fan family this generation?” Fan Qingyu gently held her father’s hand: “I have long accepted my destiny, Father.”
"But now there's a clear chance, a clear opportunity to save you!" the head of the Fan family murmured. "There must be a way, let's think of another way, okay?" His voice trembled with a hint of tears as he spoke.
“Your mother looks at your portrait every day, but since you came of age, we have never seen your face again. When you enter the holy mountain, she will definitely not be able to accept it.”
“Father, this is not only an old debt that our Fan family needs to repay, but also an extremely noble matter.”
"The divine light within the Holy Mountain is the purest divine light, the only one in the world that has preserved the essence of God. It nourishes the divine power of the entire world, and by sacrificing my life, the vitality of this divine light can be maintained. It only requires the life of each generation of Holy Maidens!" As Fan Qingyu spoke, her hands stretched out gracefully, her eyes filled with longing and admiration.
"God is merciful. Although He has departed, He has never abandoned us. He left behind divine power sufficient to sustain the world's operation, and also left behind the last key, which is the divine light in the holy mountain. The life I am about to offer is merely to break free from the shackles of the mortal world. I will be like the saints of my ancestors, we will merge together, coexist with the divine light forever, and God will embrace me in the void."
“Father, you should be proud of me and happy for me.”
"Because the joy and satisfaction that comes from a mission far outweighs worldly desires and life itself; it is purification and sublimation!"
Fan Qingyu wore the magnificent divine robes of a saintess, exquisite and beautiful, spotless. Her entire body was completely covered, yet she stood there breathtakingly beautiful. At this moment, she slightly tilted her head back and stretched out her arms, like a goddess statue meticulously sculpted by the gods, radiating a holy and gentle light.
The head of the Vatican looked at her with eyes full of sorrow, while the Pope's eyes were full of relief and pride. But in a corner unseen by anyone, a deep sense of powerlessness and despair was hidden.
He closed his eyes, then opened them again, revealing a clear and wise gaze.
"The activated magic array may conceal unknown dangers, and what is suddenly delivered to our door may not be a gift. The Aurora Empire can no longer withstand the baptism of another catastrophe, so let's not accelerate the process of sliding into the abyss."
The Pope sighed again and said to Fan Qingyu, "Go see your brother, then we'll head back."
He returned to the sacred mountain and never returned to the world.
"Qingyu, go see your mother," the head of the Fan family said quickly, understanding the Pope's meaning. But Fan Qingyu only smiled slightly: "Father, Mother has been preparing for so many years. She is far stronger than you imagine. With you by her side, there's no need to add to her worries." This was her polite refusal.
"There will always be another chance to come out..." The head of the Fan family was not giving up.
“Not every saintess has such an opportunity, Father. Before I turn thirty, we can still meet during the blessing ceremony on the Holy Mountain.” Fan Qingyu bowed to the Pope and her father again, then turned and left. Her attendants were waiting outside the hall, and once she came out, they followed her away in a grand procession.
“If I were you, I would go directly to that Mu Liu and see if there is any way.” The Pope saw his stubbornness and pitied his dullness, so he finally pointed him in a direction. “Why not start with Lord Jiang Yu? She still calls you father, and that Mu Liu seems to be deeply in love with her.”
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When Fan Qingyu visited, Jiang Yu was in Fan Qingyin's room, looking through a book about the Fan family history. Upon first meeting this renowned saintess, her husband's sister, Jiang Yu was a little nervous.
Jiang Yu felt awkward and stood up awkwardly, obediently greeting, "Hello, Holy Maiden Sister." The Holy Maiden's restrained and ascetic aura was far more intimidating than Fan Qingyin's usual indifference and aloofness.
Fan Qingyin glanced at her with some surprise, but said nothing.
The saintess, however, smiled beneath her veil, finding her sister-in-law utterly adorable. The veil covering her eyes was made of thin lace, allowing glimpses of her joyfully curved, icy blue eyes—very similar to Qingyin's eyes before. Jiang Yu breathed a sigh of relief; she had truly worried that this saintess wouldn't like her after causing her brother so much trouble.
"Qingyin has good taste; she's really pretty and cute." Fan Qingyu praised Jiang Yu, and then saw her sister-in-law look up at her with bright, sparkling eyes, practically wagging her tail. Pretty sister praised me; I want to get close to her!
Fan Qingyin's strange gaze was directed at his sister. To prevent the situation from escalating further, he decisively spoke up, "Sister, please come in and sit down." He then pulled Jiang Yu to his side and introduced her, "You've never met before. This is my wife, Jiang Yu. Xiao Yu, this is my sister, Fan Qingyu."
Fan Qingyu is very tall, and Jiang Yu, who is 168 cm tall, looks particularly petite next to Fan Qingyu, who is over 175 cm tall. When Fan Qingyu shook hands with Jiang Yu, she deliberately got closer and gently touched her hair, saying in a soft tone, "I have never hugged anyone since I was born, but I think if you don't mind, maybe you can hug me."
Jiang Yuhong was stunned. She stared blankly at the face hidden behind the veil so close to her. She couldn't see anything except those eyes that were full of gentleness and kindness. "Mmm, I like pretty older sister so much. She's so good at this. I want to hug her!" However, just as she raised her hands and was about to hug Fan Qingyu with a silly smile, she was pulled behind her by Fan Qingyin, whose face darkened instantly.
"Fan Qingyu, that's enough, stop teasing her." Fan Qingyin gritted her teeth, no longer even calling her "sister." Sure enough, one's true nature won't be erased just because one is a few years older. If he hadn't seen her several times since childhood, he would have been deceived by her holy and otherworldly appearance, just like everyone else. Beneath the divine robes was a mischievous and playful soul.
"Hahahaha." Fan Qingyu burst out laughing, turned around and plopped down on the bed, crossing her legs. "How boring, my dear little brother. If I were a man, what would you be for? Don't you think so, cute little Yuyu~"