Chapter 19
"Thank you all for coming to celebrate my birthday today. I won't say much in courtesy. Please feel free to enjoy the feast," Song Weizhi said politely, giving face to everyone. The banquet began, and since all present were cultivators, Song Ruohai had prepared spirit fruits and immortal nectar.
Amidst the clinking of glasses, everyone enjoyed themselves. After having some food, Song Weizhi left the banquet. After all, it was a gathering for Song Ruohai to connect with other sects, and her presence was not crucial. Besides, she had a beautiful little girl waiting for her at home.
Upon leaving the main hall, Song Weizhi ran into Zhao Xuankun, who had also stepped outside for some fresh air.
"Why isn't Senior Sister Song, the protagonist of today, staying inside?" Zhao Xuankun asked politely.
"I'm not needed at this banquet, and Senior Brother Zhao is also out here. I have other matters to attend to, so I'll take my leave," Song Weizhi said, thinking that at least this male lead seemed somewhat normal, so she exchanged a few more words.
"Alright, Senior Sister, take care," Zhao Xuankun replied. He also disliked such superficial gatherings, full of empty words and little substance.
Song Weizhi summoned her Li Shuo Sword and quickly returned to her small courtyard. Instead of going straight to find Song Zhixia, she went to the kitchen and made some noodles by herself.
She heated a pot, added scallions and other seasonings, poured in water, added some vegetable leaves, and then scrambled eggs into the pot. Finally, she added the hand-rolled noodles she had made. Since there was no one to accompany her little girl on her birthday, Song Weizhi decided to make longevity noodles herself. It was better than constantly thinking about fried sauce noodles!
After ladling out two bowls of noodles from the pot, Song Weizhi held them in her hands and went to knock on Song Zhixia's door.
Song Zhixia, like a little rabbit no one wanted, secretly wiped away tears. Startled by the knocking, she hurriedly wiped the redness around her eyes and rushed to open the door. Only three people were living in the courtyard, and since Wei Zhao never came to find her, the person knocking on the door must be Senior Sister!
In a hurry, Song Zhixia opened the door, and sure enough, she saw the person she had thought about all night. For a moment, unable to hold back, her eyes turned red again.
Song Weizhi also noticed the redness around her little girl's eyes and quickly consoled her, "Did my Xia Xia start missing me early and wait for me to come back to celebrate with her? I even made longevity noodles. Though it's been a while since I cooked, I don't know if it's good. Why don't you try it?"
Song Zhixia helped Song Weizhi put the longevity noodles on the table. Tears, swirling in her eyes, couldn't be held back any longer. She threw herself into Song Weizhi's arms, looking helpless. Song Weizhi quickly embraced the little girl who was crying in her arms.
"What happened to Xia Xia? Hm? Do you miss Senior Sister? Senior Sister is back to accompany Xia Xia, right?"
Without comforting, Song Weizhi would be fine. But once she started comforting the little girl in her arms, the sobs began. Song Weizhi had to embrace her and gently stroke her back to soothe her. With one hand, she caressed the little girl's back, helping her relax, and with the other, she touched the little girl's small ears.
Song Zhixia's ears trembled with her sobs, like a delicate flower swaying in the wind and rain, evoking pity. Seeing this, Song Weizhi couldn't help but feel sorry for her. She hadn't accompanied the little girl, leaving her feeling insecure.
"Xia Xia, be good. If you want to cry, just cry. Senior Sister will comfort you, okay?" Song Weizhi tightened her arms around Song Zhixia's waist, holding the little girl close.
Thinking about the female lead of this book, she had indeed suffered a lot. At the age of eighteen, she was almost sold by her adoptive parents to a widower in the village. After finally being sent to her biological parents, they treated her as if she didn't exist. After coming to the Song Family, her soul was crushed, and she was oppressed by various disciples. In the end, she was pushed into the demonic path by the original owner of her body.
Song Weizhi lowered her head and looked at the little girl crying in her arms. Clearly, she was the most innocent one. Why did all these troubles find their way to her? She must protect the little girl and not let others bully her.
Embracing the little girl with heartache, Song Weizhi didn't rush the little girl. She just held her tightly, whispered soothing words, and waited for the little girl to calm down on her own.
Song Zhixia had never cried so much in her life. She had endured even the toughest days in the village. Now that everything was getting better, she found herself crying. She couldn't explain why she felt so sad, but the thought of Senior Sister soon belonging to someone else made her feel extremely uncomfortable. She couldn't even catch her breath.
Since things had come to this, Song Zhixia decided to break free. She didn't know if she could be held in Senior Sister's arms like this again. This time, she cried to her heart's content.
Song Weizhi saw that the little girl in her arms seemed to cry even harder? She hurriedly continued to comfort her, "Baby, why are you crying so hard? What happened? Can you tell Senior Sister? Don't worry, no matter what it is, Senior Sister is on baby Xia Xia's side, okay?"
Song Zhixia buried herself in Song Weizhi's embrace, enveloped by Song Weizhi's scent. With Senior Sister softly soothing her, Song Zhixia almost blurted out her true thoughts. She didn't want Senior Sister to have a Dao companion, nor did she want anyone to snatch Senior Sister away. In fact, she hoped that Senior Sister would be hers alone.
Realizing what she had just thought, Song Zhixia quickly pushed away those dangerous thoughts from her mind. However, she was genuinely afraid that Senior Sister might not want her after having a Dao companion. She wanted to ask Senior Sister about the matter of a Dao companion.
Adjusting her breathing, Song Zhixia, feeling that things had come to this, decided to ask Senior Sister. After all, what if? What if Senior Sister didn't want her anymore?
These thoughts quickly surged in Song Zhixia's mind. She was also silently praying to hear the answer she wanted from Song Weizhi.
After a while, Song Zhixia raised her head slightly. Her eyes were still red, and Song Weizhi felt a pang of heartache.
"Senior Sister, do you have a Dao companion? If you have one, will you not want Xia Xia anymore?" Song Zhixia, with her eyes red and teary, looked like a little rabbit afraid of being abandoned.
Song Weizhi smiled at her little girl. So, she had cried all night because of this? She thought something serious had happened.
Gently looking at the little girl, Song Weizhi comforted her, "When did Senior Sister get a Dao companion? How would Senior Sister not know about it herself?"
"Today, in the Technique Pavilion, I accidentally overheard some disciples talking about Senior Sister's future Dao companion. It's that person named Zhao Xuankun," the little girl said anxiously.
"Him? I've already annulled the engagement with him. I don't like him, so why would I make him my Dao companion?" Song Weizhi looked at her little girl's reaction and continued, "Now, my heart is only on my Xia Xia baby. I don't have time to bother with other irrelevant people."
"Senior Sister, I'm telling you seriously!" The little girl didn't quite believe Song Weizhi's words, thinking she was joking, and her voice carried a hint of crying.
"No joking, when did Senior Sister lie to you? Right now, all Senior Sister's thoughts are on you. I don't want a Dao companion, let alone give you up for someone else," Song Weizhi looked at Song Zhixia with tender eyes and said.
Song Zhixia, with her eyes still red, stared at Song Weizhi. She had prepared for many disappointing answers, but Senior Sister unexpectedly said that all her thoughts were on her. For a moment, her heart felt as if it had been filled with honey, and she felt sweet all over.
Now, all the bitterness in her heart was swept away, and reason gradually returned. Remembering what she had done all night, Song Zhixia felt a bit shy and dared not look at Song Weizhi. She buried her face in Song Weizhi's embrace like a quail and mumbled softly, "Senior Sister, you must keep your promise. I… I'll take it seriously. Senior Sister, you can't give up on me."
Song Weizhi smiled and hugged the little girl, reaching out to touch her soft and tender little ears. She spoke, "Why would I give up on you? I'll spoil you."
Now the little girl dared not lift her head. Feeling a bit rueful, Song Zhixia twisted in Song Weizhi's embrace. Song Weizhi playfully touched the little girl's ears a few times and then said, "Alright, baby Xia Xia, stop crying. Can you eat the noodles that Senior Sister cooked for you? I infused them with spiritual qi, so they should be fine."
The little girl twisted in Song Weizhi's embrace a few more times, regretting it. If she had known Senior Sister wasn't considering getting a Dao companion, she wouldn't have cried in her Senior Sister's arms tonight. Although it made Senior Sister happy to comfort her, and Senior Sister's embrace was comfortable, she was embarrassed now! She didn't dare to raise her head.
"What's wrong? Baby, don't you want to get up from my embrace? Do you want Senior Sister to carry you over there?" Song Weizhi raised an eyebrow and smiled. Her little girl was too cute!
The next moment, Song Zhixia felt her feet lighten. She was already being carried horizontally by Song Weizhi.
Song Zhixia quickly raised her head from Song Weizhi's shoulder. Her eyes, whether from shyness or urgency, were reddened. Although her tone was anxious, it sounded completely like a spoiled child, "Senior Sister, put me down. I can walk by myself."
How could Song Weizhi miss the chance to tease her little girl? She deliberately didn't let go. Softly speaking into Song Zhixia's ear, she said, "How can I let my baby walk by herself? I'll feel bad."
"Senior Sister, if you keep doing this, I won't talk to you anymore." Song Zhixia struggled a few times in Song Weizhi's embrace. Seeing that the little girl seemed a bit anxious, Song Weizhi quickly let her down, then pretended to be a caring older sister and said, "Alright, baby Xia Xia has the final say. Senior Sister listens to Xia Xia."