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

Huo Zhanfeng took the badly injured woman to the clinic.

Two people were assigned to guard him.

After fighting for several days and nights, he was exhausted, his eyes bloodshot.

Before leaving, Sang Ning only mentioned that Cheng Ruoying was also in the city and told him to hurry up and find her.

However, she didn't explain the situation. She was supposed to stay in Xichuan to get married, so how did she end up with Huo Jiajun?

When they found Cheng Ruoying, she was leaning against Zhang Ming back to back, already at her limit, and almost about to be killed.

He fainted without saying a word.

He couldn't understand why she had a slight smile on her lips.

He was quite busy and didn't have time to stay long. He only instructed the doctor to use the best medicine to cure her before leaving in a hurry.

"General, the old lady and the others have entered the city!"

"Why are you entering the city at this time! Who went to meet you?" Huo Zhanfeng questioned sharply.

At this time, many dangers are still lurking in the city!

The messenger reported, "No one came to meet them. The old lady and the others came on their own initiative. They had already sent people to prepare the Marquis's residence beforehand, and they have already gone inside!"

"The old lady also called the master back."

"What happened?" Huo Zhanfeng asked, puzzled.

Otherwise, Mother wouldn't be calling Xiao Si'er back at this time.

"Go and inquire again. If something serious has happened, come find me at Jingxi Camp."

"Yes, General."

……

The former Marquis's mansion, in less than two years, has become overgrown with weeds and is in a state of disrepair.

The old lady only had time to have the bedrooms in each courtyard cleaned up before she rushed back.

In the west courtyard where Huo Chang'an and Sang Ning lived, a red silk wedding quilt covered with cobwebs and dust was cleared out.

Then, Li Yuzhi and Xie Yurou quickly laid out new ones.

The brand-new wedding quilt, a vibrant red, made everyone's eyes glow red.

When Huo Chang'an returned, Sang Ning was sitting in their bedroom, smiling.

Everyone was gathered around her, but she was the only one smiling.

She's fine, without a scratch, her face is fair, and she laughs freely.

She looked exactly like the person in his dream.

Huo Chang'an relaxed his shoulders and laughed as well.

He didn't look well either; he was covered in dust, and his chapped lips were stained with blood.

But those phoenix eyes gleamed with a faint, shimmering light.

Brighter and brighter, brighter and brighter.

"Everyone, go out and let the couple have a proper talk."

The old lady waved her hand to shoo people away.

The moment the door closed, the man had already taken off his blood-stained armor and thrown it on the ground, then quickly walked to the bedside.

He crouched down, just as he had when he left, and looked up at Sang Ning.

"Ning'er, I'm back."

"Sorry I'm late again."

He reached out, wanting to touch the woman's face.

Seeing the bloodstains on the back of his hand, he withdrew it.

"Wait for me to go wash..."

Sang Ning had already grabbed his hand and placed it on her face.

The stove inside the house was burning brightly.

Her skin was warm from the heat.

Huo Chang'an's hands were cold, and he didn't notice anything for a moment, only immersed in the joy of seeing her again.

“I’m sorry, I might be a selfish person,” Sang Ning said.

"Seeing all those old wedding quilts and silks after moving in makes me very uncomfortable. I think we should get married again tomorrow so I can feel at ease living in this house."

"Tomorrow? Isn't that too hasty? We haven't prepared anything."

Moreover, at this time, the capital was still not at peace.

"It's tomorrow. My mother and sisters-in-law will all be here. I won't ride in a grand sedan chair. We'll just go through the wedding process together here, and we'll bow to heaven and earth." Sang Ning insisted.

Huo Chang'an smiled again.

They assumed she was genuinely uncomfortable in the bedroom. The courtyards in the Marquis's mansion each had their own owners, and apart from the one originally belonging to Yun Shuixian, it wouldn't be easy to change courtyards.

Then we'll listen to her.

With the whole family present, the wedding ceremony and the wedding night were witnessed and blessed by everyone.

He wanted to announce to the world that Sang Ning was Huo Chang'an's wife, and there would be plenty of opportunities to do so in the future.

Huo Chang'an was dirty and hurriedly went to take a bath and wash up.

Sang Ning stared at the doorway, her gaze reluctant.

She didn't want to go through all that trouble, but she felt indignant on her own behalf.

She admitted that she was selfish.

We can't come all this way and end up with nothing.

Now, her views on love have changed.

As long as he is sincere when she is with him, that's enough.

In the future, Huo Chang'an will be the emperor.

He may grieve for a long time after her death, but he will eventually forget her with time.

New people will come into his life.

However, she still selfishly wanted him to forget more slowly.

Sang Ning took out a painting she had carefully created.

It was a portrait of the two of them embracing, which she had already framed, intending to use it as a wedding photo.

She hung it on the wall.

If viewed from a distance, the painting reveals another hidden secret.

She thought she was absolutely wicked.

I sincerely want him to never forget me.

I sincerely want to cause him pain.

Look at that little persimmon, such pure, crystal-like love.

"Huo Chang'an, I'm sorry."

"It was really hard for me to find a relationship like this."

Will you hate me in the future?

After taking a bath, Huo Chang'an dismissed several groups of his subordinates who came to seek his advice.

"Go ask the eldest young master."

"Go ask the eldest young master."

"Don't come again! Go ask the eldest young master!"

That won't do.

The eldest son said that this matter must be decided by the lord, who will be the future ruler of Dongyang!

"Go and tell the eldest young master that it was my decision, and he can make the final decision," the old lady said to the messenger.

After that person left, Yan Meng came over.

Huo Chang'an had no choice but to follow Yan Meng into the study again.

He returned to his room as darkness fell.

Sang Ning was already asleep.

Huo Chang'an lit the candle and found that the stove in the room was still just as hot.

I couldn't help but frown.

He knelt down beside the bed.

Sang Ning's breathing was barely audible.

He leaned in close, almost touching her serene face, before he could feel her faint breath.

"Ning'er?"

I miss you so much.

The moment the lip sticker touched his lips, he almost immediately realized something was wrong.

So cold.

picture……

He quickly dismissed the ominous thought.

He reached his hand under the covers.

how come!

He's very hot right now! He's sweating profusely!

When Huo Chang'an ran to the old lady, his expression was as panicked as when Sang Ning disappeared.

"mother!"

“That’s right! Fourth brother, Ning’er is leaving in two days.”

The old lady covered her face.

"What on earth is going on! She was all better, did she give all her life to us? If so, then let your mother die! I've wanted to go find your father for a long time!"

really!

Huo Chang'an swayed.

If God wants to take her away, no one can take her place.

In his previous life, he was a cultivator who had glimpsed some of the mysteries of the Heavenly Dao.

Even if he cultivates to the point of becoming a half-immortal through the mysterious valley of Dongshan, even if the Taixu Realm is not stolen by villains, he will eventually be struck by lightning and die, and will not become an immortal!

It does not tolerate the existence of outliers!

"No, there's still a way, there's still a way."

Huo Chang'an shook his head.

"Yes, Dongshan, let's go to Dongshan again."

"Fourth brother, Doctor Lu gave all the water he brought to Ning'er, but it was no use, no use."

She wants to marry you again right now, so don't do anything rash.

"No! You don't understand! It's useful!" Huo Chang'an shouted.

Dongshan is an existence that defies the rules of the world, how could he be useless!

He wanted to take Ning'er to Dongshan, to Dongshan.

"Fourth Brother! It's too late!"

Huo Jingya was supported by someone and stood in the corridor, her voice faint and sorrowful.