Chapter 115 A Narrow Escape (The End)
Mu Meng hesitated for a moment, then gently touched Yu Sheng's hair: "Why don't you just ask Feng Xixue?"
Yu Sheng said in a low voice, "I don't know how to ask."
With that, Mu Meng understood. Feng Xixue's ramblings were likely not just murmuring Sheng Sheng's name, but more likely expressing many things that confused her.
The demons, the demons are truly pathetic and lamentable. Mu Meng lowered her eyes. From her perspective, no matter what path Sheng Sheng takes in the end, she doesn't want her to remember the past. After all, although those memories and feelings are unforgettable, Feng Xixue was cold-hearted back then. Apart from hurting people, there was nothing worth cherishing.
She remained silent, and Yu Sheng gazed at her expectantly, waiting for her to speak. The flickering candlelight illuminated her fair face, making her clear eyes appear bright and hopeful.
Suddenly, a thought struck Mu Mengfu: "Sheng Sheng, do you have feelings for Feng Xixue...?"
Yu Sheng nodded slightly, then asked somewhat uncertainly, "Can I?"
Mu Meng laughed: "Nothing is impossible. You can do whatever you want."
“Sister Mengmeng, it’s not because he might be the person I remember… that I did this. He was really, really good to me.” Yu Sheng said slowly, “I know that the tragic deaths of those who bullied me weren’t accidents; he did it. He protected me, he helped me avenge them, I know all of that…”
It turns out this little girl understands everything.
Of course, Feng Xixue would be overjoyed. No matter what kind of feelings they were, he would be more than happy to have even the slightest bit of them. But on the other hand, compared to those precious feelings, he would certainly hope that his beloved would not feel any reluctance.
Mu Meng said, "Sheng Sheng, we're not in a hurry. You need to think it over carefully. If you like Feng Xixue, it's not because of his sacrifices, but because you genuinely like him as a person. That would be best for both of you."
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Yu Sheng stayed in Kunlun Realm for five or six days. Originally, Mu Meng was with her every day, taking her around and guiding her cultivation. However, the three realms of Heaven, Demon, and Ghost joined forces to govern, and there were countless matters to be reorganized. There were too many aspects involved, so Mu Meng had to go to the Heavenly Realm to help. As a result, Yu Sheng was left alone in Kunlun Realm.
When Yu Sheng arrived at Feng Xixue's residence, before even seeing him, she sensed his calm and aloof aura.
It gives me a sense of peace for no reason.
Before she even entered, Feng Xixue came out to greet her, his handsome face still showing lingering disbelief, apparently sensing the presence of the newcomer. After confirming that it was indeed Yu Sheng standing outside, he appeared even more stunned: "Sheng Sheng..."
Feng Xixue asked worriedly, "What's wrong? What happened?"
Yu Sheng smiled and shook her head: "It's nothing, I just came to see you."
She stepped forward and said, "Brother Feng, how have you been these days? Have you been feeling unwell? Oh... I should have come to see you sooner."
She took Mengmeng's words to heart that day and thought about them carefully. She was, of course, completely grateful to this person, but she knew clearly that besides gratitude, there was also heartache.
If she hadn't struggled for so long to muster the courage, she might have come a couple of days ago.
Feng Xixue was flattered, as if what she saw and heard was an illusion, and that if she tried too hard, it would shatter. She even spoke softly: "I'm fine, don't worry."
He carefully examined Yu Sheng, feeling a calm joy in his heart. He knew she would be carefree here, and seeing how well she looked, he had nothing to worry about.
only……
Feng Xixue instructed, "Shengsheng, this place is remote and difficult to navigate, and it's quite cold and damp. Staying here too long might hurt you. If you want to see me in the future, just send me a message, and I'll go there."
Feng Xixue looked at Yu Sheng's smiling face with sincere tenderness and asked, "What's wrong?" Did he say something wrong or do something foolish?
Yu Sheng's smile deepened: "If you don't want me to stay any longer, then I'll be leaving?"
"No, that's not what I meant." Feng Xixue hurriedly denied it. He was provoked by the word "leave" and subconsciously reached out to grab Yu Sheng's hand, but immediately realized and pulled his hand back, his fingertips only brushing against her sleeve.
“That’s not how it works, Sheng Sheng. I’m happy to let you stay as long as you want… I’ll set up a barrier here so you won’t get hurt.”
"I know, don't be nervous," Yu Sheng stopped teasing him, "Shall I go in now?"
Feng Xixue's courtyard was solemn and quiet, very spacious. The dark blue stone palace was simple and dull. Among all the gray tones, only one bright spot was particularly eye-catching.
Yu Sheng remained stunned for a long time, so long that Feng Xixue's ear tips gradually turned red. He touched his nose and said softly, "I was just bored and thought you might like it..."
Yu Sheng immediately looked up at him: "Is this for me?"
"Yes, it's just not done yet," a rare hint of shyness flashed across Feng Xixue's deep eyes, "The flowers I paired with it aren't pretty enough, I'm still adjusting them."
What? It wasn't done well?
Yu Sheng glanced at Feng Xixue's slightly curled fingers and asked, "May I sit down for a bit?"
Sure enough, Feng Xixue's eyes lit up instantly, and she even looked a little childlike and happy: "Of course you can."
Yu Sheng sat on the swing, the fragrance of flowers and trees refreshing and warming her to the core. Feng Xixue slowly walked behind the swing, placed her hand on the back of the chair, and gently pushed it.
A gentle breeze carried the sweet fragrance of flowers. Yu Sheng parted her lips slightly, her cheeks flushing red.
She whispered something else first: "Brother Feng, your hometown is called Huangbian, right?"
Feng Xixue paused, her slender hand pausing. "...Yes."
"Is your home far from here? Is it okay for you to stay away from home for so long?"
Feng Xixue said, "The desolate border is very far away, below the Endless Cliff."
He paused, then smiled slightly. "I don't go back much. The desolate border is now an empty city; I have no people of my own."
Yu Sheng paused slightly, her shoes gently touching the ground, and turned to look up at Feng Xixue: "I didn't know... I'm sorry, Brother Feng, I shouldn't have brought up your sad story."
Feng Xixue said softly, "Don't apologize. It's nothing to be sad about, and that place wasn't a good place anyway."
A wave of tenderness washed over him, and he instinctively said, "You never need to apologize to me."
Yu Sheng stopped swinging and turned to look at Feng Xixue: "Brother Feng, why are you so tolerant of me? Did you know me before you saved me?"
Feng Xixue was taken aback by Yu Sheng's sudden question. She nervously wrung her hands together, and just as she was about to look away, she heard Yu Sheng say, "Don't be nervous, come sit here, okay?"
She patted the empty space next to the swing. The swing was large enough to accommodate two people sitting together.
Feng Xixue sat down carefully next to Yu Sheng.
This was something he never dared to dream of; he could actually sit on this swing with Sheng Sheng. Clearly, when he was setting up the swing, he only hoped that if Sheng Sheng liked it, she would smile slightly, and he would be completely satisfied and overjoyed.
"Brother Feng, do you dislike me?" Feng Xixue was trying to calm her heartbeat and not appear too rash when she suddenly heard Yu Sheng ask this question.
In an instant, he forgot the tenderness and affection he had been desperately trying to hide, and it all flooded into his eyes: "What nonsense are you talking about? How could I despise you?"
"Then why are you sitting so far away?"
Feng Xixue slowly moved closer, "I thought you were annoying..."
Yu Sheng smiled, then without giving Feng Xixue a chance to react, "Brother Feng, I know that the person in my memory is you. I know you remember me. That day you were asleep, and I heard you talking in your sleep next to you."
Feng Xixue's face suddenly turned pale.
"Sheng Sheng, what did I say? Did I..." Feng Xixue said with difficulty, "...say something very bad?"
Yu Sheng's heart tightened slightly, and she said softly, "No."
He just kept saying sorry and begging her not to leave him, his voice filled with sorrow and grief, until she couldn't bear it anymore.
“Brother Feng, don’t worry. I didn’t say this to make you nervous,” Yu Sheng said. “I understand that you and Sister Mengmeng don’t want me to know about the past. I know you’re both doing this for my own good. I also want to put your minds at ease. I won’t ask.”
Her tone was obedient and gentle; although it was a soft promise, it had a coaxing quality to it.
Feng Xixue's panicked and helpless heart had just been soothed by her, and she felt a deep pity and affection for her.
Yu Sheng paused for a moment, then finally mustered her courage: "Brother Feng, I came here today to tell you... that the past is the past, and you shouldn't always be so sad. You've always protected me, and I'll take care of you in the future, okay?"
Feng Xixue showed a moment of bewilderment. A person who has been in despair in the darkness for too long, and suddenly sees a ray of light, may wonder if it is a hallucination born of too much longing.
But soon, Feng Xixue's thin lips trembled slightly: "Sheng Sheng, what you said... is it what I think it means?"
Yu Sheng smiled. She knew what Feng Xixue meant, but she didn't have the courage to say it a second time. So she quietly moved her hand over and held his little finger.
The warm, soft touch struck Feng Xixue's heart directly.
He could no longer resist and took the initiative, enveloping Yu Sheng's small hand in his large, warm palm.
“Sheng Sheng…” Feng Xixue called softly.
"I am here."
Feng Xixue tried her best to keep her voice steady: "You...you love me?"
Yu Sheng nodded shyly without speaking.
"Can I...can I hug you?"
Yu Sheng nodded again, but slowly moved closer to Feng Xixue.
Feng Xixue closed her eyes and gently pulled Yu Sheng into her arms.
Two thousand years of devotion finally earned him the mercy of fate, granting him the good fortune of regaining what he had lost.
He will never lose his treasure again.
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Feng Xixue and Yu Sheng's wedding was neither conducted according to the rules of the Demon Clan nor did it adopt the regulations of the Monster Clan.
Mu Qingheng did suggest that he use the rituals of the Celestial Clan.
Although there were many rules, they all resonated with him. Although Feng Xixue liked them, it was precisely because of these tedious rules that she thought it over and decided to refuse.
With so many rules, Sheng Sheng won't be used to it. A wedding in the human realm is the most suitable.
The wedding was extremely grand and lively, and it remains a rare and beautiful story in the Six Realms even many years later.
After the guests had all left that evening, Feng Xixue returned to their room alone. The double happiness character pasted on the door was illuminated by the light of the wedding candles inside, appearing infinitely tender.
He gently pushed the door open and went inside.
Yu Sheng sat obediently on the edge of the bed. When she heard the noise, she turned her head towards the door. Although her face was covered by a veil, Feng Xixue knew that his Sheng Sheng must be smiling gently at him.
His heart was filled with tender emotions, and boundless love surged and swelled constantly. He steadied himself, walked over, took the wedding scales, and lifted Yu Sheng's red veil.
The already beautiful girl looked even more radiant in her wedding dress. Feng Xixue gently stroked Yu Sheng's cheek: "Are you tired?"
“I’m not tired, Brother Feng, sit here,” Yu Sheng said with a bright and lovely smile. “Let’s drink the nuptial wine.”
Feng Xixue's thin lips covered Yu Sheng's soft lips with tenderness, and he kissed her with a soft laugh.
They drank wine, and Feng Xixue lovingly helped Yu Sheng remove her phoenix crown and hairpins. Watching her smooth, black hair fall inch by inch, her heart felt as if it had been placed in soft, warm water, soothed and comforted.
The room was filled with the gentle glow of candlelight.
He held his beloved baby and slowly lay down on the couch, his eyes growing increasingly dark, his steady breathing becoming slightly disordered, until he saw Yu Sheng close her eyes, her long, curled eyelashes trembling slightly, and in the end, tenderness and pity prevailed in his heart.
Feng Xixue embraced Yu Sheng with reverence and tenderness, gently kissing her lips repeatedly: "Sheng Sheng, get some rest."
He held her like that, without making any further moves. Yu Sheng waited for a while, then carefully opened her eyes, her wildly beating heart gradually calming down.
After a long pause, she asked softly, "Brother Feng, do you dislike me?"
“Nonsense, no,” Feng Xixue replied immediately, instinctively hugging the girl in her arms tighter, repeatedly denying, “Of course not.”
He gazed at her, a mixture of helplessness and tenderness in his eyes, "I just can't bear to part with her..."
He couldn't bear to do it; he was afraid she would be frightened. If he scared her, his heart would break.
Yu Sheng smiled slightly, looked up at Feng Xixue, and said in a soft but exceptionally gentle voice, "I am your wife, you can do anything for me."
"Brother Feng, I'm not afraid, I love you." She nestled in his arms, each word striking his heart.
Feng Xixue's heart crumbled in large chunks, countless suppressed emotions turned against him, and all restraint vanished. He embraced Yu Sheng's slender waist tightly, closed his eyes, and kissed her lips again.
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He knew that at the moment they reunited, the swirling snow in his world would all subside.
May the rest of my life be filled with the warmth of spring breezes, and may there be no more ice and cold.
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