In the martial arts world, he threatens Yin Susu from the start.

To do it again would be a betrayal of both Huang Yaoshi and Huang Rong.

However, Huang Rong said calmly:

"Han Yuan is right. Miracles always come at a price. I can't just stand by and watch my mother die again."

Feng Heng said in a complicated tone:

"But I can't let your father down again."

She didn't want to die again after only being resurrected for a day.

Once you die, you lose everything.

Feng Heng, who had already died once.

They are most aware of the fear of death.

Therefore, her emotions remained relatively stable.

In reality, she felt more grateful than resentful towards Gu Hanyuan.

Upon hearing this, Huang Rong felt relieved.

The experience of the collapse of Tianning Temple taught her a lesson.

Don't leave any regrets in life.

It's better to regret it later.

Instead, cherish what you have now.

Huang Rong laughed lightly:

"Compared to Mother's life and death, what is this? Besides, as long as we don't tell Father, he will only be happy that Mother was able to come back to life."

She paused.

The expression on his face still retained some of the mischievousness of his youth.

He said jokingly:

"Does Mother really intend to compete with her daughter and granddaughter for a man?"

Upon hearing this, Feng Heng blushed deeply once again.

Not only her cheeks but also the base of her ears were flushed red.

Even her fair and delicate neck turned red.

This made the faint red marks on my neck much less noticeable.

She said with a mix of embarrassment and annoyance:

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

However, Huang Rong's words do make a lot of sense.

Feng Heng couldn't help but waver.

Putting aside her own guilt...

Being able to be resurrected is certainly a good thing.

Feng Heng asked with a complicated expression:

"Rong'er, aren't you angry?"

Huang Rong raised her eyebrows.

He sighed softly again:

"How could I not be angry! But compared to my mother's life or death, I'd rather be angry."

Upon hearing this, Feng Heng's thoughts became even more complicated.

He frowned and pondered for a long time.

A faint sigh.

He said with a strange expression:

"Rong'er, can you let me think about it myself?"

Huang Rong did not refuse Feng Heng's request.

"Then I'll go out first."

She had already noticed Feng Heng's wavering.

A day is far too short.

If Feng Heng really doesn't care.

They would definitely choose to have a long talk all night.

Instead of letting Huang Rong leave.

Consider it on your own.

Huang Rong left the room with mixed feelings.

Feng Heng was left alone, sitting on the bed in a daze.

The source of guilt is gone.

Feeling the lingering afterglow on her delicate body.

My once firm resolve began to waver.

Huang Rong only realized that night had fallen when she stepped out of the room.

Wandering aimlessly in the night.

His gaze was unfocused and wandering.

But it didn't take long.

She then discovered the source of her troubles.

Dressed in flowing white robes, Gu Hanyuan sat in the courtyard, pouring himself a drink.

His posture was elegant, and his expression was languid.

The moonlight shone on his handsome face.

It seemed to glow with a soft, shimmering light.

This is Huang Rong, whose emotions are complicated at this moment.

For a moment, I became quite engrossed in watching it.

It took Huang Rong quite a while to come to her senses.

A faint blush appeared on her face.

No matter how much trouble Gu Hanyuan brought her.

They are all the people she loves most right now.

My lover is so beautiful.

I was delighted.

The worries in my heart dissipated as a result.

Huang Rong walked behind Gu Hanyuan.

He bent down.

Her fair and smooth arms encircled his neck.

She rested her head on his shoulder.

Asked softly:

"Why are you drinking alone again?"

Gu Hanyuan smiled faintly.

Instead of answering, he asked a question:

"Aren't you angry anymore?"

Huang Rong rolled her eyes dramatically.

She said in a slightly coquettish tone, almost like a young girl:

"angry!"

Gu Hanyuan could naturally tell from her coquettish tone.

The ape's arm stretched out.

Huang Rong was then pulled into his arms from behind.

Feeling the soft touch on my thigh.

He felt a bit happier.