"Feng girl? Feng girl?"
The voice had arrived before the person arrived. However, Fengjiu was slightly surprised when she heard the voice. The voice was as young as a man in his twenties. There was no trace of the familiar old kindness of her grandfather in the past. Instead, there was a young voice full of vitality.
Although the voice was no longer the old and kind voice she was familiar with, the three words "Feng girl" were full of familiarity. Just as she smiled and looked towards the voice, she saw a figure passing by and appeared in front of her in the blink of an eye.
"Feng girl, why did you take so long? You left for over a year and didn't even come back to visit. Grandpa was so worried."
Feng Sanyuan came to Feng Jiu, looked her up and down, and said with concern: "You have lost a lot of weight and you look a lot darker. Didn't you have enough to eat outside? You are exposed to the wind and sun? Look at you, you don't stay at home, but go out to make a living. You can't even eat well outside, and you come back so thin."
Hearing this, Fengjiu couldn't help but laugh: "Grandpa, it's not as exaggerated as you say. I'm still the same as before, I haven't changed much."
"No, she is obviously thin and dark." Feng Sanyuan said, and the woman next to him was laughing with her hands covering her mouth, so he asked in surprise: "Who is this little girl? Did you bring her back?"
"Grandpa Feng, I'm Ye Jing, Feng Jiu's friend."
Ye Jing bowed quickly, feeling very curious. Although she had heard Feng Jiu say that her grandfather looked younger than her father, she still found it incredible when she saw it with her own eyes.
In fact, in the world of cultivating immortals, there are many such things, but they are extremely rare in ordinary families. Even some who have entered the Nascent Soul stage can only recover to middle age at best. There are still few who can recover to the peak of youth like Feng Jiu's grandfather.
Cultivating immortals is to go against the will of heaven. For Xiu Ti De, who has powerful cultivation, rejuvenation is not surprising.
She had heard her father say that their country was a different matter. In places like the Eight Great Empires, there were many cultivators who waited until they were over a hundred years old, or even two or three hundred years old, before choosing a cultivation partner.
Therefore, I didn't think it was strange that Grandpa Feng remarried when he was in his sixties or seventies.
"So you are Miss Feng's friend! Now that you are here, just have fun here and treat this place as your own home." Feng Sanyuan said with a smile, and then said to Feng Jiu: "Then you should entertain Miss Ye Jing first, and I will hold a banquet to welcome you in the evening."
"Okay." Feng Jiu smiled and said, "Let's go see grandma and uncle first!"
So, they went to the harem together and visited Su Xi first. Feng Jiu took out the gifts she brought for them and distributed them. They chatted for a while in the palace before going to rest.
In the evening, Fengjiu changed into a white dress. The snow-white dress was simple and generous, and it formed two different styles when she wore it compared to when she wore a red men's dress.
If she is wearing a red men's suit, she is as dazzling as the sun; if she is wearing a white dress, she is as holy as the bright moon in the sky. No matter whether it is a red dress or a white dress, she can handle it and wear it to exude a unique and noble aura.