Fantasy: The opening pushes the ages

For some reason, Xue Xiaoxuan was the only one who fell in love with Zhang Feng who was over forty years old at the time.

You know, the age difference between the two is nearly 20 years.

Zhang Feng's age is not much younger than Xue Xiaoxuan's father.

Undoubtedly, the Xue family naturally vetoed this marriage. At that time, it was even rumored that a certain important person in the Sword God Palace had taken a fancy to Xue Xiaoxuan and wanted to be the important person's granddaughter-in-law.

This is undoubtedly a good thing to reach the sky in one step.

However, such a good thing was abruptly destroyed by Zhang Feng.

When the Xue family forcibly recalled Xue Xiaoxuan, Xue Xiaoxuan had already lost her body to Zhang Feng. The Xue family fought against Tianfeng Pavilion at all costs. Both sides suffered heavy losses, but Xue Xiaoxuan's marriage could only be like this.

Married a beautiful wife, Zhang Feng regards it as a treasure, and does not go out every day, just doing business at home, but it is a pity that the two have been married for several years, but they still have no children.

Even Yang Qiu felt that this was his god-sent opportunity.

then……

night time
Tianfeng Pavilion Pavilion advocates the wind's bedroom
On the table, a fiery red candle was quietly burning, and the jumping sparks were like tongues of fire, illuminating the long-lost darkness.

Red light, red chair, red table and red cloth.

The atmosphere inside the house is very warm.

Beside the table, a beautiful woman was sitting upright. Under a slender robe with long sleeves, one could vaguely see her proud figure, her fair and tender skin, as if it were creamy.

The jumping flames shone on her face, like a person walking out of a picture scroll, so beautiful.

But there was no smile on the beauty's face, it was so cold that she could drop scum.

In front of him, a man stood silently, a bitter smile appeared from the corner of his mouth, but there was a look of helplessness on that handsome face.

In this helplessness, there are extremely complicated emotions flowing.

Neither of them spoke.

The beauty is none other than Xue Xiaoxuan.

And the man is Zhang Feng.

The atmosphere slowly solidified.

Zhang Feng hesitated for a moment, then tentatively said, "Xiaoxuan, Yangqiu...here we come."

When he was talking, he looked at Xue Xiaoxuan and saw the latter's calm face, he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, but then he felt a little sad.

Xue Xiaoxuan heard the words, the light in her beautiful eyes dimmed little by little, and she said crisply: "I am your wife."

"I know, just this time today, the Holy Master promised me that as long as you accompany him well, he can help me break through the Saint Realm. You also know that this is the realm I dream of. It can be said that this is the distance from the Saint Realm. The latest time, you see, for the sake of our husband and wife for many years, just this time, okay?"

When Zhang Feng spoke, he was extremely humble.

Coupled with his handsome face, if other people saw him, they might be soft-hearted and agreed directly.

But listening to the content of his words, it is like falling into an ice cave, and the whole body is chilling.

Xue Xiaoxuan's eyes were red, and she said softly, "I am your wife."

Still said that sentence.

But the relationship is more complicated than before.

At this time, Zhang Feng didn't dare to look at Xue Xiaoxuan's face. He was afraid that if he was soft-hearted, his previous efforts would be wasted, so he gritted his teeth, knelt down on the ground with a plop, and kowtowed to her directly.

"Xiaoxuan, I know I'm not a thing, but this is related to my Tianfeng Pavilion's fate and my future. I also hope that Madam will understand the righteousness and help me. Those who do big things should be careless..."

What he said made him not even blush.

At this time, there was a knock on the door suddenly, and then the servant's voice came in, "Pavilion Master, the Holy Master is getting impatient with waiting, let the villain come to urge you, the Holy Master said, if a moment If you don’t come after the bell, then you don’t come.”

Zhang Feng became anxious when he heard it, and quickly shouted to the outside: "Hurry up, tell the Holy Master, I will be fine here soon."

"Yes."

After answering yes outside the door, there was no more sound.

Zhang Feng raised his head and looked at Xue Xiaoxuan. At this moment, his face was a little more panicked, and his tone became more urgent.

He knelt and crawled two steps, put his palm on Xue Xiaoxuan's knee, and pleaded: "Xiaoxuan, just this time...just this time..."

"I am your wife."

As Xue Xiaoxuan said, tears flowed slowly from her clear eyes, she stared blankly ahead, her complexion a little dull.

After Zhang Feng spoke several times, she always replied like this.

Perhaps it was because the temperature of Zhang Feng's palms scalded her that she had some reaction. She lowered her head in a daze, her pupils were slightly dilated, and after a long time, the pupils gradually condensed into one point.

She stood up, avoiding physical contact with Zhang Feng, turned her back to the latter, and said, "I am your wife, you have to think clearly..."

"I think very clearly..."

Seeing that things turned around, Zhang Feng hurriedly said: "Only this time...Only this time..."

He said so.

It seems to be anesthetizing himself.

He knew that this kind of thing happened more than once, besides, with Yang Qiu's status and his proud character, he couldn't do such a thing as stealing someone's wife.

However, he offered his hands abruptly, just for his own future.

Xue Xiaoxuan sighed slightly, walked out with small steps.

At this moment, the distance, which is so close, gave her the feeling that it was as if the world was far away.

The door opened, and Xue Xiaoxuan's figure disappeared into the darkness.

Zhang Feng sat on the ground with a limp body, looking ahead dully, his throat moved several times, his lips murmured, but he didn't say anything in the end.

……

Xue Xiaoxuan opened the door and walked in.

Poker face.

At this moment, Yang Qiu, the holy lord of the Cangyu Holy Land, was sitting by the table. After seeing Xue Xiaoxuan, he pushed the cups to the other side of the table.

He seemed unintentional and said: "I just said that that person is unreliable, you see, he pushed you into my hands."

Xue Xiaoxuan closed the door slowly with a cold face.

Turning around and sitting on the chair, she drank the hot tea in one gulp, and then her eyes fell on Yang Qiu's face, "So, are you mocking me? Because you are Yang Qiu, that's why he behaved like this." ..."

Until then, she was still making excuses for Zhang Feng.

On the one hand, after all, it is the person she has loved for so long, and on the other hand, she is a little unwilling to believe that her vision is so bad.

Yang Qiu smiled and said: "Even if it's not Yang Qiu, there will still be Zhang Qiu and Li Qiu. For him, as long as he can help him become a saint and a strong person, and help him to become a prosperous man, believe it or not, even a beast , he will also withdraw you without hesitation, you are nothing more than a ignorant person."

Having said that, he paused, and continued: "It's okay, that little girl doesn't have an original longing for love, as long as she turns back when she's lost."

"What do you mean, are you better than him?" Xue Xiaoxuan was extremely disappointed in the man at the moment.

Yang Qiu's words were not without reason, so now she was disheartened and indescribably depressed.