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The words of Feng Xingyue and Feng Xingying echoed in my ears…

"What, didn't your brother-in-law tell you?"

"Xiao Lie! So your man is quite the devoted lover. It seems our Xiao Lie has good taste. He not only gave you everything without hesitation, but he also couldn't bear to see you suffer even the slightest bit of pain or hurt! Perhaps he never intended to tell you from the beginning, maybe he kept everything a secret after I treated him, to avoid making you worry, feel heartbroken, or upset. However, such secrecy is something we Feng sisters disdain. Since he has sacrificed so much for you, you certainly have the right to know everything."

"My brother-in-law and his men encountered resistance from the palace rebels during the siege. They had to quickly subdue those men first, since they are imperial guards and their martial arts skills are not low. It took them quite a bit of effort before they were able to rejoin us and head to the place where Yao Tianlin set off the signal fire. We originally thought that since Yao Tianlin was by your side, there wouldn't be any problems with his wife. Who knew that when we all arrived at your place, we found a sea of fire in front of us and couldn't even step into it!"

“The fire was raging then, and we couldn’t see you. Seeing all that fire, we all thought you had been taken away by Yao Tianlin. But my brother-in-law refused to think that way. He was pale and said that if you were here, you would have come to meet him immediately. If you didn’t come, something must have happened. Thinking about it now, none of us knew you as well as my brother-in-law. I’m really ashamed.”

“My brother-in-law refused to listen to our advice and rushed straight into the sea of fire without hesitation. We couldn’t stop him no matter what we tried.”

At the time, I just thought he was incredibly foolish! The fire was so fierce; any misstep inside would have meant certain death, or at least severe injury. He didn't even consider whether searching for you, even if you weren't in it, would be a huge loss for him. Xiao Lie, at that moment, I truly thought my brother-in-law was incredibly foolish… But now, we're so glad he went.

"He went into the sea of fire, while we could only send soldiers to fetch water to put out the fire from the outside. Half an hour felt like an eternity. He finally came out, holding you tightly in his arms, and walked out of that sea of fire!"

"I still remember what he looked like back then. His red clothes fluttering in the sea of fire were so vibrant, and his eyes were like stars on a clear night—no, even more dazzling than stars! When he carried you out, the brightness in his eyes surpassed the flames. He didn't fly out using his internal energy; he walked out step by step through the fire. Xiao Lie, do you know what that means?"

“I think he ran out of internal energy soon after entering. With you in tow, it would have been impossible for him to use his lightness skill to cross the vast sea of fire in the final stretch, unless he abandoned you. But that was impossible. He could only carry you step by step out. You know, Xiao Lie, he was still so radiant when he came out of the fire, but he collapsed and fainted after handing you over to Qing Li. You should know that we are not people who like to exaggerate, and I am not very good at describing things. The scene at that time was definitely more shocking than I can describe. When he rescued you, the surroundings were so quiet that no one dared to say a word.”

"And you...you should have felt it yourself, he didn't let you get hurt at all, he shielded you with his body, he took all the damage himself, he even told us to be quiet before he fainted, so as not to disturb your sleep, he really was..."

“People like Xiaoying and I could feel his intense obsession. At that time, there was probably only one will supporting him and preventing him from falling down! Xiaolie, you should thank Ling Yuxiang properly. We Feng family members are never cold-blooded and ungrateful. He has sacrificed so much for you, so much that even I, as his older sister, couldn't bear to see it. Do you know how badly he was injured?”

"Multiple nerves below his eyes were severed, his entire body was covered in burns, and the major acupoints on the soles of his feet were completely destroyed. His martial arts skills and internal strength are gone forever. His martial arts are completely wasted! Even I, a witch, couldn't help but be moved! Xiao Lie, you should know that he was a war god. You can imagine that from now on, he may never be able to ride a horse and lead troops again. He may even be weak in his legs and unable to walk for long periods of time like an ordinary person. He may also be plagued by diseases and develop chronic illnesses. You could say that he has become a complete cripple!"

"If I hadn't arrived just in time, his lower body would probably have suffered a miserable fate. But when he woke up and found out, he didn't care about his injuries at all. He asked where you were and rushed to your side the next moment, guarding your bedside. I have never seen such a fool in my two lifetimes."

"However, Xiao Lie, I still have to remind you, although my Golden Needle Thread Technique is unparalleled, capable of flawlessly suturing blood vessels, nerves, muscles, and meridians, his injuries are far too severe, and I'm not entirely confident. If a miraculous elixir were available, I could proceed without hesitation, but time is of the essence. If his injuries are delayed, a full recovery will be impossible. Right now, I can only conduct experiments on a corpse; surgery must be performed within two days at most. I hope you are mentally prepared…"

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After that, Feng Xinglie is no longer important.

She heard everything important, clearly and completely.

Her Yu Xiang was so devoted that even when it was uncertain whether he could find her, he bravely jumped into the sea of fire for a sliver of hope.

Her Yu Xiang was so foolish, so foolish. Even when he was badly injured, he still protected her, worried about her, and wouldn't let her lose a single hair. Even when he lost consciousness, he was still thinking of her.

Her Yu Xiang loved her so much, so very much. To wait for her, to wait until she woke up, he disregarded his own injuries and stayed by her side, watching over her. When she awoke, he wouldn't even mention his own illness, forcing himself to stay awake and talk and laugh with her, trying to cheer her up. In those gentle words, he earnestly told her not to be sad for him, not to be distressed for him; he wanted her to be happy, he wanted her to be well…

No wonder his face was so pale, no wonder he always had an unmistakable burnt smell, no wonder his body was so weak that he couldn't resist her push and fell onto the bed.

Although she was extremely weak, Ling Yuxiang wanted her to see him the first thing she saw when she woke up. He wanted to gently embrace her, give her warmth and support, and then slowly and subtly tell her his hopes so that she wouldn't notice. All of this was to lessen Feng Xinglie's pain and prevent him from being too heartbroken when he found out what had happened.

Feng Xingyue and the others thought that Ling Yuxiang was intentionally hiding things from Feng Xinglie so that she wouldn't worry. Only Feng Xinglie herself knew that Ling Yuxiang never intended to hide anything from her; he simply planned to tell her step by step in the best and most tactful way so that she wouldn't feel so guilty.

The moment her eyelashes met her eyelids, a tear slid down her cheek, mingling with the blood flowing from her lower lip, and dripping onto her clothes, like a blooming plum blossom.

Crossing the long corridor and passing the railings, step by step, we approached the palace that could be seen in the distance.

Feng Xinglie stared intently at the palace gate that was so close at hand. He paused slightly, stood still, and stood there for a moment, breathing heavily.

Her feet felt like they were filled with lead, as heavy as a thousand pounds, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't move an inch.

The palace gates were blurred through her tear-blurred vision, seemingly within easy reach, yet she couldn't bring herself to leap across. Feng Xinglie, as if trying to compose himself, shifted his feet, but walked slowly.

Yu Xiang, I heard everything you said, and I took it all to heart, you know that?

I feel no guilt, no sadness, no self-blame, because I know you wouldn't want me to have these feelings for you. I'm just in pain, only in pain for you! Because you're in so much pain, yet you don't say it. I'm just so happy, this is the happiness you gave me, this is the happiness so many people gave me. With someone like you, with so many people, constantly giving and striving for me, when have I, Feng Xinglie, ever been unhappy? I'm clearly showered with love and affection!

She suddenly sniffed, decisively wiped away her tears, and stopped showing her sadness.

As she drew closer to the palace gates, she could hear the sound of her shoes scraping against the ground with each step, and she knew in her mind that she was getting closer and closer to him.

I want to tell you that I am moved by your deep affection. I like your domineering and assertive nature, as well as your shameless persistence. I like everything you have done for me, and I especially like joining hands with you to fight against the enemy together.

I want to tell you that I have received every bit of your affection. The tacit understanding between us has never ceased. I can guess what you want to say and I can feel what you want to express. I will not hold any grudges about this, and I will not feel embarrassed in front of you because of it.

I want to tell you that I'm so grateful we're both still alive. I'm so grateful you went into the fire to rescue me. Only if we both survive can we walk hand in hand towards tomorrow. Since things have come to this, we can't wallow in self-pity. Whether your injuries heal or not, I will always be with you and share your joy.

Don't you want me to be alright?

So, I'm telling you, I'll be fine, always fine...

Hesitation shouldn't belong to me; I can only break through this confusion myself.

Feng Xinglie let out a long sigh of relief and finally stepped into the room.

However, just as she was about to walk to Ling Yuxiang's bedside, a glance she made on the table sent a jolt through her mind, her pupils contracted, and her fear and anger instantly reached their peak!

Her trembling finger pointed, her teeth clenched.

That's...that's...

The shadow behind him suddenly made his hair stand on end, and the ethereal voice, filled with a chilling, ghostly aura, was like a branding iron, suddenly imprinted on his heart! Feng Xinglie felt as if his whole body was about to burst into flames!

"What kind of monster is this?..."

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As if burned by fire, her whole body was burning and uncomfortable. In the overwhelming darkness, a gaping maw of blood was getting closer and closer to her! In the dim light, she could not find anything to lean on. When the sinister monster bit down, she couldn't help but scream and roll over to her feet.

"ah!"

After a sharp scream and heavy breathing, there was a stunned silence, still shaken.

She blinked, adjusting to the sudden, blinding light. The sunlight told Feng Xinglie that she was no longer in hell; the darkness and the monster were just a nightmare.

I gently patted my chest and breathed a sigh of relief. It was just a dream...

However, the next moment, her gaze suddenly froze, unable to move, as if she had been punched in the chest. She was suddenly filled with fear and unease, which was even greater than everything she had just seen in her dream!

Feng Xinglie looked around, his breathing becoming more and more rapid as he saw what was in front of him. When she landed on him, he almost fainted again!

How is this possible? How is this possible!

She rolled over and fell backward, but bumped into the hard iron bar at the head of the bed, letting out a cry of pain.

Ouch!

"Miss, you're awake?" The door to the room suddenly opened, and a young woman in a white coat and small, round glasses stood outside. A ballpoint pen was tucked into the pocket of her standard doctor's uniform, and she wore a professional smile. Her short ponytail swayed gently, making her look every bit the modern female doctor. Modern society!

Having seen the person, Feng Xinglie's eyes widened in surprise.

Indeed, her confusion earlier stemmed from the fact that everything in the room was modernly decorated. The white hospital bed she was lying on was one of those classic, narrow hospital beds. Her nose had also started functioning again, the pungent smell of medicine stimulating her senses, while the sharp pain at the back of her head forced her to confront reality.

Ouch! If it hurts, it's not a dream! Everything I'm seeing is definitely not a dream!

Oh my god! Someone tell me what's going on?

The female doctor walked solemnly to her bedside and sat down. She sighed, frowned, and asked, "Life is only a few decades long. Why are so many young people so despicable? Miss, how could you take your own life like this? Don't you think about the fact that you're three months pregnant? No matter what kind of scoundrel that man is, you can't ruin yourself like this! Young people these days are really..."

Feng Xinglie was still completely bewildered. He paused, stunned, and felt quite embarrassed. Did this female doctor think he had committed suicide for love?

The female doctor, oblivious to Feng Xinglie's expression, continued her lecture: "But come to think of it, good men are almost extinct these days. Look at me, I'm so old, and I'm still single! So just stop worrying about that heartless man of yours. What's the big deal if you can't live a good life? Tell me who the shameless one is, and maybe our young master will actually help you solve this problem on a whim. Let me tell you, our young master is..."

"Uh, doctor, please let me explain. I have no suicidal thoughts, nor do I intend to commit suicide. My husband treats me very, very well, he spoils me rotten. So please don't worry about me." (Sweating profusely) Can you please stop causing me trouble?!

"You're fine?" The female doctor looked incredulous and asked doubtfully, "If you're fine, why would you jump into the sea?"

What? Jump into the sea?

After being bombarded with these questions, Feng Xingxing's eyes widened again, and he almost jumped out of bed! When did I jump into the sea? How come I didn't know that?

Seeing Feng Xinglie's surprised and puzzled expression, the female doctor frowned, then suddenly slapped her thigh in horror and exclaimed, "Could it be... murder?"

Feng Xinglie nearly fainted this time.

She's lucky she doesn't murder others; who would dare to murder her?

After finally explaining that it was unrelated to the murder case, the female doctor's expression became even more strange and puzzled: "Then how exactly did you fall into the sea? If it weren't for us young masters who happened to be cruising around on a yacht and found you, you might already be in a shark's belly by now! It's not this, it's not that, so do you remember what happened before you lost consciousness?"

Feng Xinglie was also pondering the memories before he fell into a coma.

She remembered that she went to Ling Yuxiang's room because of what Feng Xingyue and Feng Xingying had said, but once she entered the room...

Feng Xinglie's pupils dilated, and his hands unconsciously clenched into fists, a trace of resentment leaking from his eyes.

That's right! She entered the room... and there she saw a pair of eyes on the table! Blood-red eyeballs!

She recognized those eyes! A surge of grief and indignation welled up within her once more; they were Liu Wuge's eyes!

It's that person! That bastard with the sinister ghost mask and the strange cane! He's the one who gouged out Liu Wuge's eyes, and since she's here now, she must be the one behind it all!

She still remembered how eerie and terrifying that cry of "What kind of demon are you?" was, followed by a fever that mirrored her experience in the stone cave. Her head throbbed with excruciating pain, but at the last moment, she felt a sinking sensation in her abdomen; her soul hadn't escaped, but her body was being sucked into the darkness!

At that moment, she seemed to hear Ling Yuxiang's hoarse cries and the angry shouts of Feng Xingyue and Feng Xingying, but she was ultimately unable to break free from the black vortex and lost consciousness under the powerful suction.

When I woke up again, I was here.

Feng Xinglie gritted his teeth, his thoughts racing, and he already had a general idea in his mind.

Since that person possesses Liu Wuge's eyes, he must be connected to the people in Qingcheng's death row. Moreover, his strange attire, his appearance in the imperial palace, and his escape from Feng Xingying's killing spree suggest a strong connection to Tian Sha. As for witchcraft, he must be the sorcerer the Southern Prince spoke of.

A sudden pain shot through his chest. Feng Xinglie never expected that the object that person used to ward off evil was actually Liu Wu's eyes! He wondered if Liu Wuge would find it ironic if he knew that his eyes were being used in this way.

Feng Xinglie sighed and clutched her lower abdomen, her brows furrowed. At this moment, she truly didn't know what she was feeling.

Yu Xiang, you saved me again!

If it weren't for his child, she probably would have already vanished into thin air, her soul separated from her body. But if it wasn't a case of her soul leaving her body, what should she do? She's back? She's inexplicably returned to the modern world?

She smiled ironically. When she first transmigrated, she longed to return, but it never happened. Now, she had returned at this very moment. Should she laugh or cry?

Ling Yuxiang must be frantic with worry! His injuries were so severe, and he'd suffered such a huge shock; for him to just vanish right before his eyes—how could Feng Xinglie possibly be at ease? She was incredibly worried; just thinking about Ling Yuxiang…

Feng Xinglie was filled with remorse and regret! Why hadn't she listened to his advice and gone to find a high monk to appease her soul? Now look what had happened; she had been transported back in body as well. How was she supposed to get back in?

"What's wrong? Can't you remember?" the female doctor asked cautiously, clearly a little frightened by her "suicidal" behavior. She quickly patted her shoulder and said, "If you can't remember, then don't. Just think of it as a dream. I heard you scream just now. You must have had a nightmare, right? Don't worry about it. Even if you have amnesia, you won't starve to death."

She gave a friendly smile and said proudly, "You're really lucky. You were saved by our young masters who usually don't like to get involved in things. Even I find it strange. What's wrong with them? Although you are indeed very beautiful... Now they all think about you. They said if you're willing, you can find a job here. The salary is much higher than outside. You don't usually get such a good deal. Girl, you should cherish this opportunity!"

Feng Xinglie wouldn't listen to a word she said; he just kept his eyes closed.

"A dream? No, it's not a dream! How could all of this be a dream!" She stroked her slightly protruding belly, thinking of all the moments she had shared with Ling Yuxiang, and her heart suddenly raced with emotion. She shook her head resolutely, saying, "This is absolutely not a dream! The baby is still here, how could it be a dream! That's right, I have to find a way back, there must be a way!"

Feng Xinglie suddenly realized that although there were fewer monks and Buddhist temples in modern times, there were still many so-called enlightened monks. Her current body was not from this era at all, so perhaps she could go back again by using the incongruity between her body and time as a medium!

That's right, she can't just sit around waiting! She can't expect something for nothing.

After figuring things out, Feng Xinglie rubbed his still aching head, suddenly pulled off the blanket, and jumped out of bed. But as his feet landed, the ground shook. He had been lying down for a long time and his limbs hadn't adjusted yet. In his panic, he fell to the ground!

The female doctor's exclamation reached Feng Xinglie's ears. Her fall was merely a momentary lapse in concentration, and it wouldn't have been difficult for her to flip herself up. However, before she could do so, she was stopped by a sudden force. In the instant she fell, face down, and some people saw the look of horror on her face.

"Watch out!" A gentle voice came from above, and a pair of delicate, baby-like hands quickly wrapped around her body from the side. With a gentle pull on her shoulders, Feng Xinglie was already pulled into a firm chest.

Feng Xinglie stared blankly up at the man. His face was somewhat blurry. He wore a black tailcoat with a red bow tie tied in front. His sculpted features were like a work of art. He was an absolute superstar-level handsome man! If he went to ancient times, only someone like Ling Yuxiang, who could bring ruin to a country, could compare to him. Coupled with that gentle smile, he was definitely every woman's dream prince charming!