Amidst the shouts of farewell from the crowd, Xiao Ning gradually disappeared from everyone's sight and slowly ascended to that solemn and sacred place.

Night has fallen once again!

"Little sister, take care!" Leng Qingning looked up at the night sky, her face filled with both reluctance and relief.

"We'll see each other again soon!" she murmured with a smile.

Turning to look at the distraught Kong Xuanzi, she gently comforted him, "Senior brother, don't be too sad. We should be happy for our little sister."

Kong Xuanzi nodded casually with a somber expression and replied in a low voice, "Yes, I'm happy for her."

Seeing this, his husbands spontaneously approached him to comfort him one by one, and only after escorting him back to his room did they leave Ningyang Palace with Leng Qingning.

In the dead of night

Kong Xuanzi walked into the study alone and quietly sorted out the handwriting that Xiao Ning had once written.

Suddenly, a signed letter fell out from a stack of documents. Kong Xuanzi's face lit up with joy. He picked up the letter and looked at it carefully. The letter clearly read: "To Senior Brother."

It was indeed Xiao Ning's handwriting. Overjoyed, he immediately opened the letter.

But what came into view was a blank sheet of paper, pristine white on both sides, without a single word or drop of ink.

He frowned deeply. What did Xiao Ning mean by this?

In the stillness of the late night, he sat in his study, clutching the letter, deep in thought about its meaning...

Hundreds or even thousands of possibilities were listed.

It wasn't until the afternoon of the following day that I finally understood.

He suddenly stood up, his face beaming with joy, his eyes brimming with happiness, and exclaimed excitedly, "I understand, I understand, Xiao Ning, I will definitely work hard, I will ascend to the Upper Realm as soon as possible to find you, wait for me..."

He rushed out of the study, packed his things, and went to Lingxiao Palace to say goodbye to Leng Qingning. He briefly explained the reason and then hurriedly left the palace to go to Kongmen Mountain.

He was going to return to the immortal mountain to cultivate in seclusion and strive to break through to godhood as soon as possible.

Leng Qingning smiled slightly in the direction he left, "Senior brother, take care, and may you ascend to immortality soon!"

After a moment's thought, he understood the meaning of the letter.

The sheet of paper was blank, with no content whatsoever.

The meaning couldn't be clearer: Xiao Ning's message is: "You write the story!"

The rest of the story will be decided by Kong Xuanzi. If he can successfully ascend to the God Realm, there will be a sequel between them!

………

Ten years have passed since I went into seclusion.

The past year has been exceptionally painful.

Leng Qingning's father and mother passed away one after another, and she has now entered her forties.

Prince Huairui, Leng Qinghuan, who was far away in Huaizhou, came from afar with his husband, Li Cheng'an, to observe mourning for their parents. Their younger siblings from other cities also came together.

After many years, Leng Qingning was able to reunite with her brothers and sisters. Things had changed, but the family ties remained the same.

The children also spontaneously returned to the palace to observe a year of mourning for their royal grandparents.

With loved ones by her side and children surrounding her, Leng Qingning found some solace in her grief.

As the year draws to a close

Leng Qingning received a letter from her senior brother, Kong Xuanzi.

The letter said that their master, Master Kongchen, had passed away half a month ago. Upon reading this, Leng Qingning was shocked and deeply affected.

Fortunately, the letter was divided into two pages, and the second page was full of joy.

Kong Xuanzi also said: Before her death, Master left a secret letter, saying that her death would be the moment her soul ascended to the upper realm. Only her physical body passed away; her soul had already ascended to the divine realm. She also instructed her disciples to cultivate diligently, as she would be waiting for their arrival in the divine realm.

As her turbulent emotions gradually calmed down, Leng Qingning couldn't help but mutter a few curses to herself. "What a jerk my senior brother is! Why didn't he tell us the good news first?"

This is truly speechless!

………

Time flies, and years pass quickly.

Former Princess Leng Feng of Xiheng has been on the throne for five years. She is calm, ruthless, and clear about the distinction between public and private matters. She is decisive and efficient in her work, intelligent and tolerant, and has inherited the true qualities of her father, Wen Yanche.

Since Leng Qingning abdicated, the person who has been by her side most often is her youngest daughter with Wen Yanche, Leng Mian, who is the youngest of the Princess Xi Chun.

She was the youngest of all the children, and like her older sister Leng Yin, she was loved and cherished by everyone from birth.

It fostered a quirky, sincere, and adorable personality.

She especially loves to cling to her mother, the Empress, and is Leng Qingning's one and only sweet little lamb.

In her later years, Leng Qingning doted on her and had no particularly high expectations for her, only fully supporting her in doing what she loved.

The couple neither demanded that she become a king admired by all like Leng Jin, nor pressured her to learn from Leng Yin and become a sword immortal revered by all.

The only thing she was forbidden from doing was to not be as extravagant and wasteful as Leng Xi.

After all, Leng Xi has a powerful treasury supporting her. Chi Yan dotes on his daughter and wants to give her the best of everything. The entire treasure of the sky is prepared for her, and she will inherit the great cause of the sky in the future.

Wen Yanche, on the other hand, prefers to invest money in the national treasury to contribute to people's livelihood. He is strict with his children and never indulges them in extravagant spending.

Fortunately, Leng Mian's personality is not as generous as Leng Xi's; she is very stingy with everyone except her family.

The days passed slowly, and Leng Qingning's love for her husbands remained as deep as ever.

Over the years, Leng Qingning's body has aged and is nearing its end.

On her sickbed, she looked serene. Her husbands knew she "wouldn't die," but faced with the moment of life and death, they couldn't help but shed tears.

The children knelt on the ground, tears streaming down their faces, reluctant to see their mother leave.

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