Chapter 1694 - 1694 Who Doesn't Have a Date?
1694 Who Doesn’t Have a Date?
Lan Yao told Sheng Zhou, “What Wuyang said just now was really foolish. If the Undead Divine Master was really angry with him, at this moment, your Junior Brother Wuyang would have become a wandering ghost of the Undead Continent already. Not only didn’t the phantom Lord fly into a rage when he was contradicted by a cultivator from a small world, but he also explained the situation of the Undead Continent to us so nicely. This means that he cares a lot about the Sheng clan. At least, he cares a lot about Xiao’er’s family.”
“We are Xiao’er’s parents, and you are Xiao’er’s fellow disciples. The Sheng clan is Xiao’er’s home, and the Holy Spirit Continent is Xiao’er’s hometown.”
“So you can rest assured that he won’t make things difficult for Wuyang. He just wants to scare him and tease him.”
Upon hearing this, Sheng Zhou, Sheng Wuque, and the other disciples secretly heaved a sigh of relief.
“Mentoress, you’re so smart.” Sheng Zhou was extremely ashamed that when he heard that Ye Qingyang was the Undead Divine Master, he panicked. He, who had always been calm, actually lost his rationality.
After shaking her head, Lan Yao greeted Feng Yuncheng and Beatrice with a smile, “Congratulations on your marriage. It’s fate that you two were able to find someone you can love forever. The two of you have to cherish this fate.”
Facing Lan Yao, Beatrice and Feng Yuncheng acted very well-behaved.
Beatrice and Feng Yuncheng interlocked their fingers and nodded seriously. “We will definitely cherish each other like you and Patriarch Sheng do.”
“Since you’re already here, let’s eat together tonight,” Lan Yao told Feng Yuncheng. “Yang Yang is taking care of the two children. She didn’t know that you guys were here. I remember that she had a very good relationship with you guys when she was studying at the Divine Realm Academy. Since you guys are here this time, you have to accompany Yang Yang.”
“Alright!” Feng Yuncheng came this time mainly to see Sheng Yang.
After dinner, Beatrice bade farewell to the elders of the Sheng family and returned to her private residence. Beatrice was getting married and her family was busy. Beatrice was worried about leaving too many things to others to handle and insisted on overseeing things herself.
Feng Yuncheng and Sheng Yang sent Beatrice off together. When they reached the city gate of the Sheng clan, they stopped. “Alright, I’ve been to the Sheng clan many times, so I’m very familiar with this path. Fourth Brother, you haven’t seen Yang Yang for many years, so you must have a good chat with her.”
Beatrice patted Sheng Yang’s arm and blinked at her as she said with a smile, “I’ll lend you Fourth Brother tonight. You have to return him to me safe and sound.”
These words were half a warning and half a joke. It all depended on what feelings Sheng Yang had for Feng Yuncheng.
Sheng Yang was in her thirties now, so she naturally understood what Beatrice meant. Sheng Yang pursed her lips and smiled as she said coldly, “Your Highness, don’t worry. My Eldest Senior Brother is more nervous than you. Who doesn’t have a partner?”
She was clearly provoking Beatrice by calling her ‘Your Highness’.
Beatrice wasn’t angry.
“Alright, let’s go.” After she waved her hand, she left.
After watching Beatrice leave, Sheng Yang said to Feng Yuncheng, “Her Highness has changed a lot. I remember that when I was young, if anyone called Her ‘Your Highness’, at best, a few teeth would be knocked out, and at worst, they would be beaten to the brink of death.” However, from Beatrice’s performance today, it was obvious that she had accepted her fate already.
Feng Yuncheng said proudly, “She’s ‘My Highness’.”
Sheng Yang rolled her eyes. “How mushy.”
“Fourth Brother.” Sheng Yang suddenly stopped and turned to Feng Yuncheng. “It’s been a long time since I soaked in a hot spring. Let’s go to the back mountain to soak in the hot spring and talk as we soak.”
Upon hearing this, Feng Yuncheng couldn’t help but think of his first experience when he came to the Sheng clan. Sheng Yang also brought him to the back mountain to soak in the hot spring. Na Luo accompanied them at that time.
At the thought of Na Luo, Feng Yuncheng felt a little sad and lamented, “In the blink of an eye, we’re all at the age of marriage, but Na Luo…”
Upon hearing the name Na Luo, Sheng Yang froze for a moment, and her glabella suddenly burned. She touched her glabella, where there was a protruding fish scale. It was the Divine Fish Scale that Na Luo had given her. According to Na Luo, with the protection of the Divine Fish Scale, she would have a chance to reincarnate.
All these years, every time she thought of Na Luo, her glabella would ache.
Na Luo was like a rose. She appeared in Sheng Yang’s life enthusiastically and loved her passionately.
“For some reason, I keep feeling that you seem to have changed a lot ever since you came back this time.” Sheng Yang bent her index finger, which passed through the gap in the middle of Feng Yuncheng’s glasses and tapped the middle of Feng Yuncheng’s eyebrows gently. Then, she said, “You’ve been smiling, but many times, I keep feeling that you look more like you’re frowning.”
Feng Yuncheng’s gaze froze.
He wanted to smile and comfort Sheng Yang.
However, in front of Sheng Yang, Feng Yuncheng didn’t want to put on a tough front anymore.
He sighed softly and said, “Yang Yang, there’s something I’ve been hesitating about telling you.”
Sheng Yang tilted her head, her eyes filled with uneasiness.
However, she knew very well that she couldn’t pretend that everything was going well. Knowing the truth and trying to change it or accept it was what an adult should do.
Nodding, Sheng Yang said to Feng Yuncheng, “If you trust me, tell me.”
Feng Yuncheng naturally trusted Sheng Yang.
He lowered his head and whispered into Sheng Yang’s ear, “Yang Yang, actually, I’m the incarnation of the Great Dao’s heart energy. Perhaps I’ll disappear with the Great Dao in the apocalypse battle. This time, Her Highness and I came back not only to get married, but also to say goodbye to our family and friends.”
After Sheng Yang heard Feng Yuncheng’s words, her first reaction was…
She had no reaction.
After about five to six seconds, Sheng Yang finally came back to her senses. Then, countless questions popped up in her little head, making her dizzy—
Fourth Brother was the incarnation of the Great Dao’s heart? In other words, he was a part of the Great Dao?
Was Fourth Brother joking?
Would Fourth Brother really die?
…
Many random thoughts pressed down on Sheng Yang at the same time.
Sheng Yang gripped the belt on the waist of her leather windbreaker tightly as she turned her back to Feng Yuncheng while taking deep breaths.
Feng Yuncheng looked at her silently.
“Hmph.” Sheng Yang snifled and suppressed her tears. Then, she wiped her nose and said, “I’ll go to my mother’s place to get two bottles of wine. Fourth Brother, see you at the back of the mountain.” With that, Sheng Yang lowered her head and ran towards the long path.
Feng Yuncheng sighed when he saw how flustered she was.
Seeing that Sheng Yang and the others had yet to return, Sheng Zhou was about to look for them. Just as he left the Patriarch’s Mansion, he saw Sheng Yang running out of the alley. However, Feng Yuncheng wasn’t behind her. “Yang Yang, why are you back alone? Where’s Mr. Feng Yuncheng?”
After Sheng Yang ran to Sheng Zhou, she lowered her head and said in a choked voice, “Eldest Senior Brother, I’ll go back to my room first.” As she spoke, Sheng Yang walked past Sheng Zhou and returned to her own room.