My Mother Has a System but Won't Use It-Chapter 120

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120 Ink meets scroll, the invite's sent, For a union under heaven's tent. Tea and silks, in hues so bright, Preparing for the wedding night.

The forest was silent other than the faint noise of birds from the distance and the simple movement sound of insects. From all around, the noise of silence seemed almost heavy this morning, added to the faint moisture of the late morning. The place somehow felt blessed with calmness.

Amidst the shrubbery and darkness was a huge tree filled with vines all over and full of red fruits. It was the kind that rarely anyone liked to eat but looked extremely sweet.

And at the stems of it was a cave-like short structure where people could easily take shelter under the wind and rain. Inside stood a person, heavy in thought.

He was Han Li, looking around curiously; he gently caressed the stems and vine as he sighed. Pushing away the vine doorway, a woman entered, her body rather sweaty. "Ah, this is the place; ah, so nostalgic!" she exclaimed as Han Li looked at her.

"Yeah, so nostalgic! I could still remember the day I was born like it was yesterday," he said with a smile.

Yue Li kicked his butt with a swift leg and said with irritation. "Too tough, soften your ass so I could hurt you."

Han Li coughed. "So, this is where I was born?" he asked.

Nodding, Yue Li said proudly, "Yes, this is where you were born. There was also an old woman who helped me with it, but anyway, that place is this place."

Han Li curiously looked around for a while before shaking his head with a smile. "Today is my marriage; we have no time; get me ready, Mom."

Yue Li nodded. "This is actually a really good place you chose. Good job!"

For her, at least, this place was a place of memories.

It was in the forest near Southern Lust City; it was here that Han Li was born eighteen years ago.

Han Li spread his arms wide open. "How is the cooking going? I am rather worried someone might come to ruin the whole event, even though I have my safe keys put in place."

"You worry too much. I am just worried we cooked too much." Yue Li said casually and moved beside him and then dried her sweaty face on his clothes. He smiled and helped her dry it with his sleeves.

She looked at him and then did a circle around him, checking him out.

His black hair had grown the past few months and was now long but still well-tied behind him, his red eyes full of calmness wide and curious as he looked at her circling around him; his white clothes looked plain, but that was unnoticeable when his body looked so sharp, and his sword-like eyebrows were also quite the sight.

"Completely a Xianxia Mc, Xiao Li, even I—this jade beauty of a mother, can't help but feel you look cool. You must be so full of plot armor that makes the woman around you become dumb in pursuit of you. Ah, that totally explains why I am so dumb…" she suddenly grew thoughtful.

Eh… why did that make so much sense?

No, it was just that she was his mother. She coughed gently.

Not because she was eternally horny these days after he kept using her like a sex toy 24/7.

That can't be.

Cough.

Han Li, on the other hand, wasn't in a rush and just waited for her to end her thought.

She nodded and then looked at him seriously. "So the next thing, son, is for this jade beauty to get you ready."

Han Li didn't understand why she was saying all of the things she said, but he had long since begun to ignore such thoughts she had or words she said. Whatever that makes her happy.

He smiled.

"Mom, kiss me."

Yue Li smiled and skipped to stand in front of him; with her hands behind her, she stood on her tiptoes and closed her eyes.

His hands slowly wrapped around her waist. She could feel the giddy feeling again—

Cough, she was not horny or addicted, one day cannot give her withdrawal symptoms. No way.

—She anticipated a warm and enjoyable kiss from the great Xianxia Mc of a son she had, but she was horrified as instead of her lip, his lips gently brushed against her neck, and his teeth grazed her skin lightly, followed by the soothing touch of his tongue. The sensation sent a ripple of shivers down her spine, her fingers clutching the fabric of his shirt. This bastard, did he just…

He looked at her with a smile.

"You! Xiao Li!" she resentfully muttered.

Han Li looked at her neck with a faint smile.

It was a small red mark, a testament to their shared connection. Yue Li touched the mark gently, an angered frown playing on her lips. "I am not really against you being possessive and wanting to show them I belong to you, but this would totally be everyone's talk in the marriage if they see it. Are you trying to ruin the moment for poor Liyue? She was so anticipating this, you can't be serious!" she said in a suppressed voice.

Han Li spread his arms wide without talking.

She looked at him without moving, filled with anger.

But a while later, they sighed and began undressing him. She didn't say anything, though, and Han Li could tell she was really mad.

His clothes soon fell from his body, and he was naked in front of her, but she didn't do anything and just took out a black robe from a small cloth pack beside her and began dressing him.

She even straightened out his underwear when she was at it.

And after a while, he was neatly dressed.

A tight but comfortably loose robe, white in color, and a royal vibe of flair designs on its edges aided with his remarkable beauty—he looked like the prince charming of dreams.

She pouted her lips and shook her head. "Because you, I will have to hide it all day today. But don't worry, I also had some urges. You just couldn't hold it in. But yes, I am mad, but for Liyue, I will not make a fuss today with you."

Han Li looked at her. She was wearing a beautiful yellow robe accentuated with simple gemstones and then flower designs that were barely visible.

It was an expensive cloth.

But it looked good on her.

"Don't worry about the mark I left. It will disappear soon. It was faint in the first place."

She looked at him dubiously. It hurt just as much as last time, and last time, it remained for three days.

"You better not be lying, but I do have methods to hide it. Makeup is my weak point, but Li Yao can do it for me."

"Well, then you can do that."

There were many going around after that, and almost an hour later, Han Li and Yue Li walked into the middle of a clearing in the forest with smiles.

The old librarian, many beggars, and many of the young people whom Han Li had cooked for in the past. Some Evolved protectors of the clan, too. Among them was Li Ming, looking at Han Li's handsome appearance with glazed eyes. "That ugly woman doesn't deserve you; she doesn't deserve you," he muttered under his breath and swallowed another cup of wine in his hand.

Beside him, one of his boyfriends poured another cup. "Don't worry, my dear, he just didn't have enough taste."

Li Ming shook his head listlessly.

Han Li's gaze briefly scanned around, and he paused at many of them. Especially some of the Evolved who threw supportive signals at him as his glance moved past them. Among the eleven, four of the Evolved had come.

Many of them were looking at him, sizing him up. While not a few gazes among all also looked behind him at his mother and hidden deep within, he could sense the carnal lust in them.

At least a quarter of the beggars looking around to get fed by Liyue's sympathy were looking at his mom with eyes he would have gouged out if it hadn't affected his greater plans.

But of course, to others, they must have seemed natural and calm gazes, but to him, they were just irritating. Most of them.

Even some young kids in the almost hundred-man crowd were looking at her like that.

'Wherever there is man, there will always be some kind of conflict. It just means Mom was lucky she had been mostly in the clan and not out. As much as the rules bind me, it protects the weak.'

But silently, he moved towards the 4 Evolved—3 men who seemed almost like triplets born from the same mother and a young woman in an iron mask—while under their gazes, he slowly activated one of his Talents.

He already had no reason to worry if the Evolved would sense him.

What to say? He even blatantly used his Soul Sense and Life Vision on them.

That was just one simple application of Heart Qi.

Just like how he couldn't sense it when The Spirit and Yang Wei came to mess with him and his mother using Heart Qi, he could also now do the same, just that he couldn't hide his own body in shadows like them.

But he could hide his own Evolved Aura and Soul Sense, and even the activation of his talents wouldn't be sensed by anyone other than people with Heart Qi.

It was a mysterious power only Transcendents had for a reason.

Talent—[Low-Level Lack of Lust]

Immediately, all the men lusting after Yue Li, and some women around lusting after him, all lost their lust as if it was drained of them. Some looked around in confusion for a second before they left the faint feeling of loss behind them.

He no longer had to worry about those coveting ruffians.

Han Li, on the other hand, humbly greeted the Evolved. "Seniors, I didn't expect you would come to this lowly-ones wedding."

They looked at him, and a buff man among them patted his shoulders. "Great job, young man; I am here to get your food, though, so that counts. I heard it was as good a food as you could get without making our inner circle chef cook."

"Oh, if so, then you are up for a surprise," Han Li jovially bowed and left them alone.

He actually felt a bit of respect for them.

Quite strong at heart.

They were much more stable in their emotions than the inferior ants around. They had no lust, or they were rather indifferent in a sense. Whereas the others were just insignificant ants.

With a smile, he looked towards another shelter-like tree covered in vine and decorated like a room.

Inside it, his bride was getting ready.

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