She became a god

After many years of marriage, this was the first time Qingluan had seen Longyan so eager.

"Yangyang, go quickly and see! Xiao Zhouzhou seems to have gone mad!"

Remembering how much her aunt valued Ye Qingzhou, Qingluan couldn't help but feel anxious, "Didn't he just arrive? How could he suddenly go crazy?"

Long Yan, holding Qing Luan's hand, said as they walked, "It seems to be because of a cultivator named Feng Yi. Little Zhou Zhou is crying nonstop, covering her head and clutching her chest. She looks so pitiful."

"Which 'gai' character?" Although Qingluan, as a princess of her clan, was somewhat flustered upon first hearing the news, she quickly calmed down. "Tell me in detail, and we'll solve it together."

Longyan wrote words on Qingluan's palm with his fingers, slowly recounting everything he knew.

Qingluan refused to leave. "Are you sure she's looking for Feng Hui?"

"Yes, is there a problem? Don't you know Feng Lei either?"

Qingluan chuckled and said, "My aunt once had a name, Feng Hui."

Longyan was taken aback. "How come I knew nothing about this?"

Qingluan said, "Because my aunt only used this name for eighteen years, very few people in the clan knew about it. If I hadn't been sorting through my mother's old belongings, I wouldn't have known about it either."

It turns out that although Qingluan's mother, Feng Wanwan, had passed away before Qingluan was born, she left her an inheritance.

Among the heritage, besides abundant cultivation resources, there were also some old items, including a diary.

This diary records some of Feng Wanwan's life experiences from childhood to adulthood, and naturally also records the story of Feng Wanwan changing her name to Feng Jiaojiao.

Longyan, however, didn't understand, "Why does Aunt Jiao use this old name to play with Xiao Zhouzhou?"

Qingluan reached out and smoothed her lover's furrowed brow. "Stop overthinking. Let's go find Auntie."

Longyan's ears turned red, and he whispered, "Okay."

When they entered the palace to pay their respects to Feng Jiaojiao, they discovered that the Demon Lord was surprisingly young today.

In my memory, Feng Jiaojiao was a mature and steady young woman who always wore a black and gold twelve-symbol robe, which made her look even more heroic and powerful.

However, today she was dressed in a silver-red casual outfit, her hair was tied up with a jade crown, her face was handsome, her eyebrows and eyes were full of arrogance, and her high nose bridge added to her noble air.

Cultivators can change their appearance at will, but to make the change look completely natural, it is generally based on their own temperament.

Feng Jiaojiao's face at this moment is not much different from usual, but at first glance, no one would think that this is Feng Jiaojiao.

Qingluan wondered if this was the childhood of Feng Hui—her aunt—as seen through Ye Qingzhou's eyes.

"Is something wrong?"

Qingluan and Longyan still found it unbelievable when faced with those questioning eyes.

Young Feng Jiaojiao's eyes were always deep, like a bottomless pool of stagnant water.

Even though the young Feng Rui had a cold face, her eyes were sparkling with stars.

No wonder Ye Qingzhou failed!

"If nothing happens, get out."

His Majesty the Demon Lord was very displeased, and there were signs that he was about to get angry.

Early in the morning, a young couple barged into her room, stunned and speechless.

If it weren't for her own nephew and nephew-in-law, they would have thrown it out long ago.

"Good day, Aunt!" Qingluan finally spoke first, carefully recounting Ye Qingzhou's situation.

Feng Jiaojiao frowned deeply. "You didn't say anything you shouldn't have, did you?"

Longyan was on the verge of tears. "I just found out, what can I say?"

Feng Jiaojiao knew that her nephew-in-law was a brainless handsome man, but she never expected him to be so stupid.

Qingluan said, "I came to find you as soon as possible, but I haven't had a chance to meet her yet."

Longyan then belatedly realized that Feng Jiaojiao was asking about Qingluan, and hurriedly testified, "Yes, I asked about Yanyan, and Yanyan came to find you after she found out. Aunt Jiao, what do we do now?"

"We can't just watch Xiao Zhouzhou go crazy, can we?"

"If you can't speak properly, then don't speak." Feng Jiaojiao glared at Long Yan. Such a powerful demon, doesn't he know how to avoid prophecies?

"Yangyang, from today onwards, you will take charge of all clan affairs and announce to the outside world that I am in seclusion for cultivation. Princess Xuyao ​​will be entertained by Granny Wang Fengyi. If any demons come to inquire, tell them that Fengyi is the son of Elder Fenghuashan."

Feng Huashan is Feng Huayang's younger sister. Back then, Feng Jiaojiao almost wanted to adopt her.

But Feng Huashan is even more ruthless and heartless than Feng Jiaojiao. Feng Jiaojiao is only pretending to cultivate the Path of Ruthlessness, while Feng Huashan has truly cultivated the Path of Ruthlessness.

Once she began cultivating the ruthless path, even after her elder sister's death, she did not appear at the funeral and remains in seclusion to this day.

In comparison, Feng Jiaojiao is still too soft-hearted.

Unable to let go of the bonds of blood, he accepted the mission of the Phoenix Clan in a time of crisis.

Qingluan had always admired Feng Jiaojiao and had no objection to her arrangements, but a sense of worry inevitably arose in her heart. "Aunt, do you intend to use the name Feng Mei for a while or for a lifetime?"

"If it's a matter of time, this moment might be a good opportunity to talk things out."

“If it’s a one-lifetime situation, then Auntie must inform us, otherwise it’ll be easy to be exposed. In my opinion, Xu Yao is a rare and clever demon, and it will be difficult for Auntie to fool her alone.”

Feng Jiaojiao was stunned; she really hadn't thought about this question.

But she knew she couldn't lie forever.

Even if they could fool Ye Qingzhou, the Yin-Yang Mandarin Duck Contract required real names, and it would be exposed sooner or later.

But if she were to confess now, Feng Jiaojiao would be reluctant.

She hasn't been a concubine for many years.

But she really wanted to be Feng Gui again.

The free-spirited Feng Hui.

The carefree Feng Hui.

Feng Hui was surrounded by relatives and friends.

……

So she said, "Wait a little longer, right now I just want to be Feng Hui."

In fact, her time as Feng Hui was not long, only a short eighteen years.

Compared to Feng Jiaojiao's two thousand years of life, those eighteen years were too short.

But those eighteen years of memories are so vivid and alive.

Feng Jiaojiao remembered that she used to hate Ye Aizhu very much, and naively thought that Ye Aizhu was the one who prevented her from continuing her "torture and killing business", and caused her to lose the majestic name "Sui" and become the common "Jiaojiao".

Jiaojiao is a nice name, but it has a very high rate of being the same as other people with the same name.

Where is the domineering aura?

But her opinion didn't matter; Feng Huayang trusted the advice of Ye Aizhu, the world's number one diviner at the time.

Thus, Feng Mei became Feng Jiao Jiao.

In the three hundred years since she became Feng Jiaojiao, her wicked aunt Ye Aizhu came to visit again and offered to tell her fortune.

Feng Huayang was very happy, but Feng Jiaojiao found it boring.

Unless... Ye Aizhu is willing to say that she is the next prodigy.

At that time, Qilinzi, as a mid-stage Tribulation Transcending cultivator, was undoubtedly the number one in the world, and every living being admired her.

Feng Jiaojiao was no exception. She remembered that Ye Aizhu had predicted Qilinzi's fate when he was still a nobody, saying that he had the "awe-inspiring image of an emperor".

If Ye Aizhu could give her such a favorable fortune, then Feng Jiaojiao might be able to reluctantly forgive this wicked aunt for changing her name.

However, Ye Aizhu, this wicked aunt, once again saddened Feng Jiaojiao.

"You will surely give birth to a noble son, and your mother will rise in status because of your daughter."