She had this dream before they got married. She felt a little uneasy. Everything in the dream was out of her control, yet it was so real.
Hearing this, Mo Chen's eyes flickered slightly. He listened to her words, and he didn't know what he was thinking. After a while, he said, "Don't think too much. With your current strength, who can easily hurt you? What's more, whether it's your grandfather, your father, or the followers around you, their strength is no longer what it used to be. Even if something really happens, they can handle it."
He paused, then continued, "You had such a dream because you were too worried. It's okay, don't worry, we are here for you!"
Feng Sanyuan, Feng Xiao and others were standing at the door and heard what the two people inside said. They looked at each other and walked in. Feng Sanyuan looked at her, who was still a little pale, and said, "Feng girl, Mo Chen is right, you are just too worried. You are about to be a bride, why do you still think about these things all day long? You, don't think too much, it's just a dream, don't take it seriously."
"That's right." Feng Xiao also nodded. He looked at Mo Chen and asked, "Mo Chen, how are you? Are you okay?"
"It's okay, it's just the backlash of blood and energy, just rest and you'll be fine." Mo Chen said, and said to Feng Jiu: "I just set up a barrier for Feng Mansion to prevent your pressure and airflow from alarming the people outside, you can go and withdraw later!"
“Okay.” Feng Jiu responded, and said, “I’ll have someone take you back to rest.”
"Master, let me send Master Mo Chen back!" Leng Hua stepped forward.
Mo Chen smiled and waved his hand: "I'm not that weak, no need to send me off, I can go back by myself." He stood up and said: "I took the pills and it took a while, and I feel much better now, it's not that serious."
He nodded slightly to everyone, then walked out.
"Leng Hua, follow me!" Feng Jiu gestured.
"Yes." Leng Hua responded and followed behind.
Fengjiu stood up and walked outside, looking at the barrier in the sky that enveloped the Feng Mansion. She moved her sleeves and a burst of spiritual energy emanated, shattering the barrier in the air.
"Grandpa, father, mother, you all go back and rest! I'm fine." She looked at them and said.
"Okay! Then you should go to bed early." They nodded and walked out.
Shangguan Wanrong lagged behind and said to Fengjiu, "I asked Qinxin to make some soothing soup. You can drink a bowl before going to sleep." Then, she patted her hand gently and said, "Mother will come to see you tomorrow."
“Okay.” Feng Jiu responded, and after watching her leave, she looked at Song Ming and the others: “You guys should go back to sleep too!”
"Fengjiu, are you really okay?" Ning Lang asked worriedly.
"It's okay, just a nightmare." She smiled.
"You scared me to death. I thought something happened!" Ning Lang exhaled lightly, patted his chest, and said, "Then you should go to bed early. If you can't sleep, sit for a while, eat something, and then go to sleep."
"Do you think she is you?" Luo Fei said unhappily. After glancing at Ning Lang, he said to Feng Jiu, "If you can't sleep, we can chat with you."