End of the World Crisis, My Husband is from Ancient Times

In the ancestral hall, the air is filled with the scent of sandalwood and the atmosphere is solemn and dignified.

The ancestor of the Teng family sat upright on the armchair, like a sculpture, with eyes so sharp that it seemed he could see through people.

Teng Junze strode in holding the unconscious Fan Mengmeng, and a low pressure of "If I don't have a good life, no one else can have a good life" spread.

When the old ancestor saw the diary in their hands, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a hint of imperceptible surprise flashed across his face, but he quickly returned to his calm and stern demeanor.

"What are you doing? You're so flustered, how disgraceful!"

"Ancestor, this is a matter of great importance. We found this!" Teng Junze held the diary in front of the ancestor, his tone filled with unquestionable firmness.

The old man glanced at the diary and snorted coldly: "Is a tattered book worth making such a fuss about? You young people are always surprised by things you haven't seen before!" He stroked his beard, looking calm and composed, as if everything was under control.

"Grandfather, this isn't just some 'junk book'. It concerns our Teng family, and even..." Teng Junze paused, glancing meaningfully at the unconscious Fan Mengmeng in his arms, "...the fate of many more people!"

"Nonsense!" The old man slammed the table so hard that the water in the teacup rippled.

"How can you casually explore the family secrets? It is simply against the ancestral teachings!" He puffed his beard and glared, looking stern and impartial.

Fan Mengmeng slowly woke up, rubbed her eyes, and looked around in confusion.

"Where is this? Are we filming a costume drama?" She saw the old man's serious face and subconsciously shrank into Teng Junze's arms.

"Mengmeng, you're awake." Teng Junze patted her back gently to calm her down, then turned to the old ancestor and said in a firm tone, "Old ancestor, times have changed. Some rules should also be changed."

"How dare you!" the old ancestor shouted angrily, "How can you change the rules of the Teng family at will?"

Teng Junze ignored the old ancestor's anger, took a deep breath, and slowly opened the diary in front of the old ancestor...

Teng Junze opened the yellowed diary and pointed to a page where an obscure prophecy was written in ancient characters.

"Grandfather, look at this: 'In the Gengzi year, strange phenomena descended from the sky. The Ziwei star moved, and the Phoenix girl descended into the world, bearing a divine artifact to overcome the calamity.' Isn't the Gengzi year the year Mengmeng was born? And this 'Phoenix girl', doesn't that explain it all?" He paused, his eyes sharp as a knife. "Mengmeng, she is the chosen one!"

The old ancestor snorted disdainfully, "Nonsense! Just the nonsense of some quacks. Is it worth you taking it so seriously?"

"Grandfather, please take another look at this." Teng Junze turned another page, and on it was a portrait. The woman in the painting was 70% similar to Fan Mengmeng, except that the woman in the painting was wearing ancient costume and had a noble and elegant temperament.

"This is a portrait of our Teng family's ancestor. Don't you think she looks... a lot like Mengmeng?" He deliberately prolonged the last syllable and observed the old ancestor's expression.

The old ancestor's expression changed slightly, his eyes flickered, but he still said stubbornly: "Coincidence, it's just a coincidence!"

Fan Mengmeng blinked her big eyes, looked at the portrait, then looked at herself, and asked with a silly look on her face, "It really looks like it! Could it be that I traveled through time?"

Teng Junze almost couldn't hold back his laughter. This girl really never stops until she says something shocking.

He suppressed his laughter and continued to use his ultimate move: "Grandfather, you are not really going to wait until things have become unmanageable before you admit the truth, are you? By then, it will really be 'too late, it's all over'!"

The old ancestor finally couldn't sit still anymore. He sighed heavily, like a deflated ball.

"Well, never mind, now that things have come to this, I can no longer hide it..." He slowly began to tell an ancient secret that had been buried for a long time, about Fan Mengmeng's life experience, about the mission of the Teng family, and about the impending...catastrophe.

"But there are some things I cannot tell you," the old ancestor looked at Fan Mengmeng with a bit more kindness in his eyes, "Child, you need to walk your own path. You shoulder an important mission, go and find it, go and find your true...source of power." He pointed to a tightly closed stone door deep in the ancestral hall, "The answer is right there." After saying that, he closed his eyes and said no more.

Fan Mengmeng stared blankly at the stone door, feeling an inexplicable...throbbing in her heart.

She was about to ask when Teng Junze grabbed her.

"Wait, Mengmeng," Teng Junze said in a serious tone, "Let's... go out first." In the dim light of the ancestral hall, Fan Mengmeng looked at the tightly closed stone door, her heart pounding.

The words of her ancestors echoed in her mind. What mission?

What source of power?

She felt like Alice falling into the rabbit hole. Everything seemed so incredible, yet so real.

She turned to look at Teng Junze, her eyes full of gratitude and dependence.

"Junze, thank you." She held his hand tightly, as if she could gain strength from it.

Teng Junze held her hand back and gave her a comforting look.

"Silly girl, why are you saying thank you? We are together, aren't we?" He stroked her hair gently, but a subtle and complex emotion flashed in his eyes.

He also heard the ancestor's words, "In the Gengzi year, strange phenomena appeared in the sky, the Ziwei star moved, and the Phoenix girl came into the world..." These words circled in his mind. He vaguely felt that Mengmeng's arrival was not just a coincidence. Perhaps, there was a bigger secret behind it, a secret that was enough to change their destiny.

The old ancestor of the Teng family closed his eyes and rested, as if nothing had happened just now.

But his furrowed brow and slightly trembling fingers revealed the turmoil in his heart.

He recalled an ancient legend recorded in the family history book: every few hundred years, the Ziwei star will move, and a woman with special powers will come to the world, shouldering the heavy responsibility of saving the people.

And this woman will have a special mark - a birthmark in the shape of a phoenix.

Thinking of this, the old ancestor suddenly opened his eyes. He vaguely remembered that there was indeed an ancestor in his family who had such a birthmark!

Could it be... Could it be that Mengmeng is really the chosen one?

"Junze," Fan Mengmeng's voice interrupted the old ancestor's thoughts, "Do we... really want to open that door?"

Teng Junze took a deep breath, his eyes determined.

"Of course, Mengmeng. This is your destiny, and also... our destiny." He took Fan Mengmeng's hand and walked towards the mysterious stone door.

"Wait!" The old ancestor suddenly said, "You... better be mentally prepared. Some truths... may be more cruel than lies." His voice was low and hoarse, as if it was a warning coming from the depths of hell.

Teng Junze paused and turned to look at the old ancestor. "What do you mean?"

The old man didn't answer, but simply gave them a meaningful look. Then he slowly said, "Some things, now is not the time to know..." He paused, his eyes landing on Fan Mengmeng. "Child, are you... ready to face everything?"

Fan Mengmeng took a deep breath, her eyes filled with determination, "I'm ready."

Teng Junze held Fan Mengmeng's hand tightly, "Let's go." He pulled Fan Mengmeng and walked towards the stone door step by step... Just when his hand was about to touch the stone door, there was a sudden noisy sound of footsteps outside the ancestral hall, mixed with angry shouts: "Ancestor! How could you..." There was a commotion outside the ancestral hall, and a group of Teng family members rushed in aggressively, led by a middle-aged man with a face full of flesh, who looked not to be trifled with.

He pointed at Teng Junze's nose, spit flying everywhere: "Grandfather! How could you believe the nonsense of these two outsiders! They are clearly trying to steal our Teng family's secrets!"

Fan Mengmeng thought to herself: Wow, this appearance comes with background music (BGM), which is definitely the standard feature of a villain!

She silently hid behind Teng Junze, intending to take shelter for a while.

Teng Junze didn't even raise his eyelids and coldly spat out two words: "Shut up." Full of domineering, boyfriend power is overflowing (MAX)!

"You..." The middle-aged man was obviously intimidated by Teng Junze's aura, but he still stiffened his neck and shouted, "Grandfather, you can't be partial! This kid brought back a woman of unknown origin and thought..."

"Enough!" The old ancestor who had been silent all the time suddenly spoke, his voice as loud as a bell, making everyone's eardrums buzz.

"It's not your turn to point fingers at me when I'm doing something!"

The ancestor was worthy of being the ancestor. He stunned the whole audience as soon as he opened his mouth.

He slowly walked up to Fan Mengmeng, sizing her up with a complicated expression. "Child, you truly carry the blood of our Teng family. As for that... modern world you mentioned, although I find it hard to believe, the contents of the diary in the ancient house and the token in your hand prove that what you said is true."

"Wait, diary? What diary?" Fan Mengmeng looked confused. Why was she having trouble following the direction of the plot?

Teng Junze took out an ancient diary at the right time and handed it to Fan Mengmeng: "I found this in the old house. It records the experience of a Teng family ancestor a hundred years ago. It is almost exactly the same as what you said."

Fan Mengmeng took the diary, flipped through it quickly, and had only one thought in her mind: Oh my God (OMG)!

This is too exciting!

It turns out that I am really a descendant of a time traveler?

"So, ancestor, are you willing to tell us the truth?" Teng Junze's voice was a little anxious.

The old ancestor sighed and said slowly: "Well, since it is God's will, then I will tell you..."

He was about to speak when he heard hurried footsteps outside the ancestral hall. A servant ran in in a panic: "Master, Madam, something bad has happened! The young lady... The young lady..."

"What happened to Xue'er?" The middle-aged man's face changed drastically and he grabbed the servant.

"The young lady...she suddenly fell unconscious, and the doctors are helpless!"

"What?!" The middle-aged man was struck by lightning. He pushed the servant away and rushed out of the ancestral hall.

The others followed him out, leaving only Fan Mengmeng, Teng Junze and the old ancestor at the scene.

The old ancestor watched the group leave, a subtle glint flashing in his eyes. He then turned to Fan Mengmeng and Teng Junze and said, "It seems that some things still need to be considered in the long run..."

The three of them walked out of the ancestral hall and headed towards Fan Mengmeng's ancient home.

As soon as I arrived at the door, I saw Fan's father standing there, waiting anxiously.

Seeing them come back, Mr. Fan's expression was a little unnatural, and he forced a smile: "You... are back."