The Second Mother’s eyes were red and tears flowed uncontrollably. The person she had been longing for day and night was right in front of her, how could she not lose her composure?
But was all of this real?
She wanted to step forward and embrace the other person, yet she feared that when she reached out, there would only be an empty illusion left.
If she passed through the figure, only to find it was a figment of her imagination, it might shatter her.
Second Mother trembled, scrutinizing from head to toe. Her right hand reached out to touch Father Qin’s cheek, but she couldn’t bring herself to do it.
Qin Jian’an saw through his wife’s thoughts, sighed, and took her into his arms.
“My dear, you’ve suffered these days.”
The solid and powerful arms, the familiar breath, and the deep voice all told the Second Mother that the master in front of her was not an illusion, but real!
She wanted to say so much, to express the longing in her heart, to demand why he hadn’t returned home when he clearly hadn’t died, but all her emotions choked up into sobs when they reached her throat.
It was tears of overwhelming joy.
It was tears of happiness finally realized after days and nights of anticipation.
“Husband, husband,” Second Mother kept calling, her head pressed tightly against his chest, wishing she could melt into his body.
Father Qin rubbed her head and gently patted her back full of self-blame and guilt. “I’m back.”
Their touching reunion brought tears to the eyes of everyone present.
They say real men don’t cry easily, but the Second Brother couldn’t hold back his tears.
Even Qin Feng, who knew everything beforehand, couldn’t help but moisten his eyes at the sight.
After Liu Jianli and Cang Feilan were moved, their gazes turned to their husbands, seemingly seeking an explanation.
Qin Feng whispered, “You’ll know later.”
But at that moment, an untimely soft voice sounded.
“Lord Qin, is this your wife in the Imperial City? With such charm, no wonder you are eager to come back.”
Second Mother froze, stiffly leaving Father Qin’s embrace. She looked up to see behind her husband, a woman dressed in purple, as charming as a ripe peach, smiling at her.
Second Mother’s face turned pale instantly, her mind buzzing with chaotic thoughts.
In the battle of the Southern Region with Candle Dragon, it was said that the lord had died, yet here he stood alive and well before her.
But if he hadn’t died, why hadn’t he returned home for so long? And why hadn’t he sent any letters?
All these doubts were instantly answered the moment she saw the woman in purple—a new love, he didn’t want her anymore!
Surprise, grievance, and unwillingness intertwined in her heart. At this moment, looking at the smile on that woman’s face in the purple dress seemed to carry provocation and arrogance!
Qin Jian’an was about to explain Meng Shuang’s identity when a slap suddenly landed on his face.
Everyone was stunned.
Meng Shuang was startled, her smile faded, and she couldn’t help but wonder if she had said something wrong.
The second mother exclaimed, “Divorce!” in a hoarse voice choked with tears.
Father Qin: “???”
Qin Feng: “???”
What if matters were resolved, and they had to return to the Gate Of Hell early? Wouldn’t she miss out on the wine?
Moreover, she could take this opportunity to learn the art of brewing from the mortal world. In the future, when she returned to the Netherworld realm, she could brew her own wine to drink!
In the quiet night, Qin Feng came to the courtyard, looked up at the night sky, and saw the moon shining faintly among the stars.
In the hall, the scene of the family’s joyous reunion was still vivid in his mind.
Marrying a wife and having children, the happiness of the whole family—this was an experience he had never had in his previous life, which further strengthened his determination to protect this happiness!
He would never allow anyone to destroy it!
Thinking of this, he thought of the true purpose of those cunning creatures, and a layer of gloom spread over his brow.
“Reopen the Three Realms.”
“What’s reopening the Three Realms?” A clear and indifferent voice sounded behind him.
Qin Feng turned around to see Liu Jianli, dressed in white as snow, who had appeared beside him without him noticing.
He opened his mouth, but not wanting to worry wife too much, he decided to hide it and changed the subject with a smile, “Wife, aren’t you going back to rest?”
The night breeze brushed past, lifting the white sleeves of the beauty. The candlelight inside the house shone through the window, illuminating her face like jade, with rosy cheeks and captivating.
Liu Jianli tucked her hair behind her ear and said softly, “Husband, come with me tonight.”
So that’s how it is, Qin Feng understood and then twisted his waist slightly.
My body has just recovered, will it affect my performance?
Suddenly he seemed to think of something, and his consciousness entered the Divine Sea, he looked at the White Deer beside the Heart Questioning Platform, and cautiously asked, “Senior White Deer, can you lend me your power again tonight?”
He will fight until dawn!
The white deer raised its head, and in its bright eyes, a trace of contempt appeared, “Get lost.”
With that, it left the Divine Sea, turning into a wisp of moonlight, and rushed towards the moon in the sky.
Qin Feng: “.”
As a person, especially as a man, you can only rely on yourself.
On the other side, Cang Feilan was sitting on the roof, her clothes were stained with dust, and her expression was very ugly, because she lost her husband tonight!
Full of reluctance, she just wanted to practice all night, catch up with her Sister Jianli, and then turn the tables!
At this moment, her ears twitched slightly, and she heard some movement.
When she looked towards the sound, she saw the blushing Second Mother pulling Father Qin into the room.
The latter was still declining, “My dear, this is absolutely impossible.”
“Didn’t you say that your body is not much different than before?”
“But...”
“There’s no buts.”
The doors and windows were closed, and soon even the candlelight went out.
Cang Feilan looked at this scene and fell into contemplation.