On our wedding night, my husband changed!

"It can be covered up for decades or even hundreds of years, and then it reappears again, covering it up, and it just keeps happening over and over again? Why?"

"Do you just want the Feng family to survive in this world for a few more years and continue the inheritance?"

"What's the point?"

Feng Xi listened to Feng Wuming's narration with an expression neither sad nor happy.

She was already numb. The truth was similar to what she had imagined. So what was the result?

Feng Xi is not very accepting.

The most important thing is that Feng Xi doesn't understand, why is this happening?

What happened to the Feng family? How could they make such a choice?

This is not a situation where death is inevitable, right? Is it so difficult to solve it together with her? Is it all carried by one person? What about next time? Who is coming?

"You are still young and have thought wrong about many things..."

"Maybe when you get to my age, you'll understand."

Feng Wuming knew that Feng Xi wouldn't understand, so he wasn't surprised when he heard Feng Xi's words. As long as he didn't regret the choice he made, it was enough.

Anyway, it's too late now even if Feng Xi wants to do anything, Feng Wumian has already left.

In order to prevent his heart from softening, Feng Wuming did not ask him where he was going, let alone look for it. Maybe when he finished what Feng Wumian wanted to do, Feng Wumian would appear again?

But Feng Wuming was not sure about this, because there was a silent promise between them.

Maybe even before he finds anything, Feng Wumian will come back, right? But Feng Wuming didn't tell Feng Xi.

"I'm so sorry. I may never be able to wait for the same time as you think, because you also said that one day in the future, we may die young. What is my body like? It's too easy to die young, and I know that very well."

"It is precisely because I know that when I encounter all the problems, I want to solve them all so that our descendants will have less trouble. I don't want to be discussed by my descendants after my death. How unclear I was back then..."

"Grandpa, I will not hide it from Asheng. At the same time, I also feel that we should not hide it from Emperor Bairan. He should know that many years later, we will die and disappear completely, but Emperor Bairan will always exist."

"Now we have a good relationship with Heavenly Emperor Bai Ran, firstly because of the relationship between Qingcheng's ancestors, and secondly because of us people who have some superficial friendships. In the future, this superficiality will no longer exist, and we may be more selfless when dealing with it, right? What do you think?"

Feng Xi sat on the ground and looked at the foggy fantasy around her. It was the first time she felt so tired.

When does she need to sit down when she needs to talk?

But now Feng Xi needs it, and her body is really not as good as before.

She just goes along with everything, and the people around her are fine. Feng Xi thinks that she is fine, completely ignoring that there are fundamental differences between them.

No matter how much potential she has, she is still an ordinary person, made of flesh and blood.

Over the years, my body has become overwhelmed.

It was just that she was trying to be brave and refused to admit it.

But in the dead of night, Feng Xi could clearly feel the wounds on his body, which Hua Sheng couldn't heal no matter how much spiritual power he had.

Feng Xi thought about it, she should be greeted with a dry soul and no medicine or stone to cure it.

She cherishes the time she has now. There are many things that Feng Xi wants to deal with while she is alive...

"I don't want you to get involved in this matter, but you must take care of it. I can't stop you..."

"It's just that as for the Emperor of Heaven, it still depends on how Qingcheng's ancestors choose!"