When watching Qin Molin doing everything he could to protect her, Feng Xingying really felt the feeling of madness. She was even willing to become a devil for him.
Feng Xingying originally thought that what Ji Jue brought her was family affection, so she recognized Ji Jue as her elder brother, but that feeling was not the case after all.
Especially when she went to war with Ji Jue for Qin Molin and watched Ji Jue's plan collapse with cold eyes, she knew that she was cruel to him after all.
It's just that Feng Xingying didn't have much time to calmly comprehend.
When they arrived in this peaceful space, the energy of the Wutong Sacred Tree purified the air to the extreme. The pollution-free pure spiritual power, the peaceful cabin, and the warmed version of the loyal dog Qin Molin all made Feng Xingying feel very comfortable.
Especially the moment she saw Yunxiang, Feng Xingying finally realized the longing for relatives in her heart.
If he could enjoy this quiet river and mountains and be with Qin Molin, Yun Xiang, Master, Sesame Watermelon and the others, Feng Xingying felt that there would be no regrets in such years.
Perhaps her only regret, which could never be filled, was that her parents died young, both in her previous life and in this life, and she never experienced the feeling of being loved by her parents.
Mrs. Ye cried so deeply that Feng Xingying's heart was broken by her tears. She even envied Mrs. Ye's son for being cared for by such a gentle, noble and loving mother.
If possible, she was willing to use all her talents and spiritual power, including the blood of God, in exchange for this living mother.
"It's a pity that my son's life or death is uncertain." Mrs. Ye cried so hard that she couldn't breathe.
Feng Xingying panicked and didn't know how to comfort her for a moment, so he could only pat her back awkwardly.
"As long as you don't see the body, there is always hope." Feng Xingying was comforting Mrs. Ye and also strengthening her heart.
Who said Qiongze must die? As long as she didn't see the body, she still had a glimmer of hope. Maybe we can find our parents
Just like her and Qin Molin, weren't they the dead scum left in the eyes of outsiders this time
The Xihuang Sword was her mother Ye Xihuang's sword back then. Maybe her mother could also break through the space node and enter here
Feng Xingying suddenly felt hot and couldn't help but want to immediately check if there was anyone named Ye Xihuang in this world.
Mrs. Ye saw Feng Xingying in an abnormal daze and thought that Feng Xingying was hurt by the scene. She patted Feng Xingying's hand and said:
"We are so in love, how about I accept you as my adopted daughter?"
"It's what I asked for."
"Okay, good boy. From now on, you are my daughter and Ye Nian's."
"Mother, dear." Feng Xingying was a little stunned, and her voice was difficult to pronounce, but there was a trace of warmth flowing in her heart: "Wait for me."
Feng Xingying quickly went to boil a pot of mountain spring water, and prepared the Canglong Tears Tea brought in from the outside world. With her exquisite tea skills, she brewed a pot for Ye Nian, took a cup of the essence, knelt on her knees, and held up the hot tea. The tea cup is held above the head. The tea in the cup is clear and not spilled at all.
Ye Nian nodded with satisfaction, took the tea from Feng Xingying with trembling hands, and drank it in one gulp.
Feng Xingying went to pour another cup, still kneeling respectfully to serve tea.
After kneeling for three times, Feng Xingying straightened up and stood beside Ye Nian.
Ye Nian stared at the white jade tea cup in his hand, his voice choked up: "This is the best tea I have ever drunk in my life."
"Madam, why are you crying again?" When the old servant who followed Madam Ye rushed over, he saw Ye Nian's eyes filled with tears and hurriedly spoke out.