Famine and exile: I brought the Spirit Spring to save the entire Marquis's mansion.

Shin-Snowflake didn't end up going with her father.

She said, “Dad, I respect you very much and I know how much you have suffered over the years.”

But I feel even more sorry for my mother.

If I go back to Lutai with you, my mother can go back, but that's not her own choice, and I don't want to be a shackle that binds her anymore.

I hope she can live according to her own wishes from now on. If you want her to go back, you need to move her with your actions and sincerity.

Bei Gongting was unable to utter another word.

To put it more bluntly, what the daughter meant was that she would never betray her mother for the sake of her father.

His eyes welled up with tears.

While feeling ashamed of himself, he was also happy for his wife. Her years of searching had not been in vain; she had found her obedient and considerate daughter.

After seeing Sang Ning wake up, Xin Xuefu left the military camp, even though her mother had urged her to leave several times.

She didn't say a word about what she had done.

It wasn't until Huo Jingya returned and investigated the stolen fake bomb that Sang Ning asked Yan Meng and learned that her sister Fu was about to die for her once again.

This is all for later.

At this moment, Xin Xuefu was sitting in the car, accompanied by the bodyguards arranged by Bei Gongting.

As they left the city, Yan Meng rode up on horseback, and the guards were on high alert.

The old general said we must be wary of this man; he's very disrespectful to the young lady.

Several bodyguards appeared and blocked the car.

Yan Meng, carrying a bundle, didn't dismount but called out, "I brought you some food for the road!"

"Thank you, Brother Meng."

Xin Xuefu didn't show up; she just had someone take it into the car.

That big bundle was bulging and warm to the touch; I wondered what kind of food it contained.

Shin-Snowflake stared blankly at the bundle.

My thoughts drifted back to that day.

He carried her into the city and went to a private house.

He said he bought that house when he first went into Beiyu City with Huo Chang'an to search for General Li Jun.

He left her there, bought burn ointment and liniment, new clothes and new bedding, and forcefully applied the medicine to her. He also told her to rest there for two days.

Then I got busy.

She was angry, or rather, embarrassed. She wanted to leave immediately, but she was too tired and fell asleep.

She had a bad sleep, but that day she slept soundly until dark.

An oil lamp was lit in the room, neither too bright nor too dim. Yan Meng sat at the table in the center, like a mountain.

Shin-Shu-Fu dared not admit that the moment she woke up and saw that figure, she felt at ease.

Just like when she thought she was going to die, he stood in front of her, facing those sharp claws.

But then came fear.

The next day, she returned to the military camp, and has been avoiding him ever since she left today.

She didn't want to have any more contact with him.

Yan Meng is a hero, now famous throughout the land. He will be granted the title of king and marquis in the future.

There will also be those who are blessed by heaven.

When she came to her senses, Shin-Shufu realized that she had been staring at the bundle for far too long.

But for so long, the carriage remained stationary and did not move.

"Why aren't you leaving yet?" a naturally gentle and sweet voice asked in confusion.

"Young Miss, General Yan is blocking the way."

They rode their horses across the road, neither speaking nor moving; they were clearly looking for trouble!

"Brother Meng, is there anything else?"

"Hmm, it's nothing, I just have a question I want to ask you." Yan Meng's voice was very serious.

New Snowflakes became nervous.

"Brother Meng, please ask."

What do people in the martial arts world value most?

"Honesty and morality."

"Okay. There are freshly steamed meat buns in the bundle; you can eat them on the road."

As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of horses' hooves could be heard outside.

He left.

Xin Xuefu breathed a sigh of relief, completely bewildered.

The carriage began to move forward, and she opened her bundle.

Besides the freshly steamed meat buns, there were also some cooked dried meat, hazelnuts, preserved plums, and various snacks inside.

It's hard to imagine how a burly general managed to gather such a collection of items.

He must have sent someone to prepare it!

Underneath a pile of food was a letter.

Xin Xuefu's brow twitched as she recalled Yan Meng's abrupt question earlier.

The answer is in this letter!

While opening the letter, a knife ornament fell out.

On a thin piece of paper, several large characters were written in a flamboyant style: "A pact between two families, a promise must be kept! Beginning in the year of Dingchou, ending...for all eternity!"

……

Sang Ning stripped Huo Chang'an naked without any restraint.

Sister Fu said that the white mist went into Huo Chang'an's stomach.

"Small space? Small space?"

She called out, pressing her ear to listen for any sounds inside.

Huo Chang'an felt both helpless and amused.

His gaze was filled with a subtle tenderness.

Thankfully, they are still together.

"Could it be that the small space was severely damaged and could no longer store anything, so it shrank into a cloud of mist and entered your body?" Sang Ning guessed.

Has it spoken to you?

"Can it ever come back to me?"

Sang Ning felt a little uncomfortable.

Although she had known all along that the owner of the small space was Huo Chang'an, she had gotten used to it after it had been stored in her body for so long, and now it suddenly wasn't hers anymore...

I felt a strong sense of loss and a feeling that I had lost my support.

You should have never contacted her in the first place!

Huo Chang'an didn't know why she called this thing "space".

An empty room?

He put his arm around her and said with a smile, "I'm afraid that's no longer possible; it has already returned to its origin."

"What do you mean?"

Sang Ning looked at Huo Chang'an; he seemed different in some way.

She remembered that at that time, she vaguely mistook him for another man.

Could it be that what Du Xin said was true?

Was Huo Chang'an the Xuanmen cultivator from hundreds of years ago?

"Ning'er, sit down, I'll tell you."

"Ning'er, do you believe in reincarnation?"

Next, Huo Chang'an told a story about the Dongshan Xuanmen sect.

It's similar to what Du Xin said, but the meanings are quite different.

For example, the massacre that befell the Xuanmen sect was actually due to the efforts of the Buddhist sect.

Cheng Sangmo was so engrossed in spiritual practice that he was ignorant of worldly affairs and mistakenly believed in the so-called eminent monks of Buddhism.

After cultivating to the Nascent Soul stage in Dongshan, he sought help from a friend to complete the Life-and-Destiny Technique, transferring his true essence to his wife.

Unexpectedly, he was robbed of his treasure and killed by an evil monk.

Only then did I realize that the disaster in Xuanmen was also caused by his instigation by the Buddhist sect.

Unfortunately, the wicked monk defied the will of Heaven and was ultimately struck by lightning.

"So, I was your wife in your past life, and the space is your nascent soul?" Sang Ning stared in astonishment.

So she transmigrated into a fantasy world?

Is her cheap husband a powerful cultivator?

“You are my wife, Nascent Soul… perhaps, I wasn’t really sure at the time, no one had ever reached that level before, I first cultivated to the Tai Xu Realm.”

"But the Taixu Realm couldn't move you to my body no matter what I did. Later, I added my own strength and essence, and an infant's form appeared."

I will then have you feed the baby with your blood every day, so that she may recognize you as her master.

Later, the agreement was signed, but the Taixu Realm always detached from your body and appeared in the air. Perhaps it was because you lacked spiritual power and could not suppress it.

So I…

I made the worst decision.

They sought help from the evil monk.

Huo Chang'an's eyes flashed with disgust: "Later, before I died, I roughly guessed that it might not be because you had no spiritual power, but because that baby had not yet fully formed and was chaotic and without intelligence. It was because I was too impatient."