"You—you are Wanwan?" Feng Yao asked in a firm voice.
Qu Wanwan sat on the bed and said weakly, "Yes, it's me."
"How did you become like this?" Feng Yao's voice was full of anxiety.
Yes, there was only anxiety and worry, not disdain.
A warm feeling washed over Qu Wanwan, and she was glad that she hadn't made the wrong bet. She said, "I was studying Gu techniques last night and was attacked by the Gu. I'm fine, I just look older. I can still live for another fifty years."
Feng Yao became very anxious upon hearing this.
Girls all love beauty, so it must be hard for Qu Wanwan to feel bad that she suddenly looks like this.
"Is there any way to save you? How about the Holy Gu? My sister still has a living Holy Gu. I'll have her bring it over right now!" Feng Yao only wanted to save Qu Wanwan right now.
Qu Wanwan shook her head. "The Holy Gu is not omnipotent. Don't be so sad. I won't die. I've just gotten older and can't be a Holy Maiden anymore."
"Can't be a saintess?" Feng Yao asked in surprise.
Qu Wanwan nodded, then said irritably, "Of course, when have you ever seen a saintess who's seventy or eighty years old? She's more like a saintess."
Feng Yao, “…” For some reason, hearing these words made him feel a little lighter.
Then, looking at the aged, crooked figure, he seemed to grasp at some hope.
He asked loudly, "Does that mean I can marry you now?"
"Marry me? You want to marry an old lady who looks over eighty? Are you sure? I'll stay this old and ugly forever, and I won't be able to have children." Qu Wanwan's voice was full of sarcasm.
(End of this chapter)
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