Chapter 650

If it were done again, it would be a betrayal of both Huang Yaoshi and Huang Rong.

However, Huang Rong said calmly:

"Hanyuan is right. Miracles always have a price. And I can't bear to watch Mother die again."

Feng Heng said with a complex tone:

"But I can't let Huang Yaoshi down again."

She didn't want to die again after being resurrected for just one day.

Once dead, everything would be gone.

Having died once.

Feng Heng knew the fear of death best.

So her emotions had always been relatively stable.

In reality, her gratitude toward Gu Hanyuan was greater than her anger.

Upon hearing this, Huang Rong felt relieved instead.

The experience of the collapse of Tianning Temple taught her a truth.

Don't leave regrets in life.

Rather than regretting later.

It's better to cherish the present.

Huang Rong smiled lightly:

"Compared to Mother's life and death, what does this matter? Besides, as long as we don't tell Father, Father will only be happy that Mother can be resurrected."

She paused.

The expression on her face had a bit of the eccentricity of her youth.

She teased:

"Could it be that Mother really intends to snatch a man from her daughter and granddaughter?"

Upon hearing this, Feng Heng blushed deeply once again.

Not only were her cheeks and ears flushed red.

Even her fair and delicate neck turned red.

Which actually made the faint red marks on her neck much less noticeable.

She scolded shyly and angrily:

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

However, Huang Rong's words did make sense.

Feng Heng couldn't help but waver.

Setting aside her own guilt.

Being able to resurrect was naturally a good thing.

Feng Heng asked with a complex expression:

"Rong'er, aren't you angry?"

Huang Rong raised her eyebrows.

And sighed lightly:

"How could I not be angry! It's just that compared to Mother's life and death, I'd rather be a little angry."

Upon hearing this, Feng Heng's thoughts became even more complex.

She frowned and pondered for a long time.

And sighed faintly.

She said with an inexplicable expression:

"Rong'er, can you let me consider it myself?"

Huang Rong didn't refuse Feng Heng's request.

"Then I'll go out first."

She had already seen Feng Heng's wavering.

One day was truly too short.

If Feng Heng really didn't care.

She would definitely choose to talk all night.

Instead of letting Huang Rong leave.

And considering it alone.

Huang Rong left the room with complex thoughts.

Leaving Feng Heng alone, sitting on the bed in a daze.

With the source of her guilt gone.

Feeling the lingering aftertaste on her body.

Her originally firm resolve wavered even more.

Huang Rong only realized that night had fallen after stepping out of the room.

Walking aimlessly in the night.

Her eyes were unfocused.

However, not long after.

She saw the source of her trouble.

Gu Hanyuan, dressed in white, was sitting in the courtyard drinking alone.

His posture was dashing, his expression lazy.

The moonlight shone on his handsome face.

As if glowing with a brilliant radiance.

Even Huang Rong, whose mind was complex at this moment.

Was momentarily mesmerized.

Huang Rong watched for a long time before regaining her senses.

A faint blush appeared on her face.

No matter how much trouble Gu Hanyuan had brought her.

He was the person she loved most now.

Her lover was so handsome.

Besides being happy.

The trouble in her heart dissipated a lot.

Huang Rong walked behind Gu Hanyuan.

She leaned down.

Her fair and lustrous arms wrapped around his neck.

Her head rested on his shoulder.

And she asked softly:

"Why are you drinking alone again?"

Gu Hanyuan smiled faintly.

And asked instead of answering:

"Are you not angry anymore?"

Huang Rong rolled her eyes beautifully.

And scolded with a tone like a young girl's coquetry:

"I am angry!"

Gu Hanyuan could naturally hear her coquetry.

He stretched out his arm.

And Huang Rong was pulled from behind him into his arms.

Feeling the soft sensation on his thighs.

His mood became much more pleasant.