However, given my current level of cultivation, it doesn't really matter. Whatever his purpose is, the worst that can happen is that he dies. There's nothing to be afraid of. It's good that I don't have to do it myself, and I can also enjoy beautiful women and live in a luxurious house. It's quite a good deal.
"Chaochao, you must be frightened. It's all my fault for not thinking things through. I forgot that you are now in a mortal body." The man held me with one arm and stroked my head with the other, as if to comfort me.
I had never heard of this before, and looking at my empty legs, I couldn't describe the feeling in my heart.
Seeing this, the man waved his sleeve, and the wheelchair reappeared. He landed steadily on the clouds, placed me in the wheelchair, and then conjured a brocade quilt to cover me, blocking my view.
"Don't worry, Chaochao. When we get home, your brother will ask Father to help you. If he doesn't care, I'll take you to the Heavenly Palace. There are many extraordinary people in the Immortal Clan there. They will definitely be able to heal your leg."
As he spoke, I didn't feel anything. What I did think was that I was just curious what kind of name such a good-looking person would have.
"What's your brother's name?" I asked him with a smile.
Feng Qingxiao
This time he answered readily, unlike the previous times when he either gave irrelevant answers or pretended not to hear when asked.
Feng Qingxiao, Qingxiao, that's a pretty name, just as beautiful as he is. Qingyi, Qingxiao, they even share a character with me. If it weren't for his surname being Feng and mine being Luo, we'd really look like siblings.
"Then what should I call you, Feng Qingchao?" I asked again.
He shook his head, indicating that my guess was wrong.
“Your name is Feng Chaoruo, and your childhood name is Chaochao. Before we were born, our father had already chosen a name for one of us. However, we didn’t expect that we would be twins. Overjoyed, our father immediately bestowed upon you the name Chaoruo, meaning that you would be like the present day. As for me, I used the name Qingxiao, which had been chosen in advance.”
That's an interesting name. "As if it were today," as the saying goes. Does this man's father think his wife is his family's sow, capable of giving birth to a litter every year? That's quite something.
Feng Qingxiao's face darkened with anger when he saw my forced smile.
"What Father means is that you should be as happy as you are today every day, and he also hopes that you can grow up happily and carefree. Don't misunderstand."
From God's perspective: Feng Qingxiao thought to himself, "Chaochao has become so unlovable since she came to the mortal world. She's become greedy and her thoughts have become vulgar. You, Fu Zidu, have turned my innocent, pure, kind and lovely sister into this monstrous state. I'll make sure you get what's coming to you in the future."
Is that really the case? I don't think so. Is it because I haven't read enough books?
"And what about you? Why did your father name you Qingxiao? It doesn't mean 'a gentle breeze sweeping across the nine heavens,' does it? That would be better if it had no meaning at all."
He glanced at the scenery ahead, then turned around and answered.
"Of course not. Qingxiao means soaring to the heavens like a dragon, rising straight to the clouds. This is also my father's expectation of me."
Is that so? I didn't see that coming. It seems that Feng Qingxiao's father is a learned scholar.
"We're home. Can you carry Chaochao downstairs, brother?"
I utterly despise this man. Haven't you hugged him enough already? Besides, what do you want? Do I have a choice? Furthermore, how can I refuse a beautiful woman throwing herself at me? I guess I really don't learn my lesson. I have absolutely no self-control.
I nodded in agreement.
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