After Bie Yanghong's death, Wuqiong Bi became somewhat foolish.
Her hair was disheveled as she sat against the wall, hugging Bie Yanghong's body to her chest. She forbade anyone from approaching, much less moving.
Chen Changsheng and Xuanyuan Po stood at the door, watching this sight, not knowing what to do.
Bie Yanghong and Wuqiong Bi were both experts of the Divine Domain. They could be considered the most famous couple on the continent.
The entire continent knew that this couple had a very good relationship, but the entire continent did not understand why.
More accurately, the entire continent did not understand why Bie Yanghong treated Wuqiong Bi so well.
The Tianhai Divine Empress had not understood, nor had Wang Po.
Because they could not understand, they and the rest of the world felt injustice for Bie Yanghong.
Before his death, Bie Yanghong had told Chen Changsheng a very simple story, but Chen Changsheng still found it impossible to understand.
He knew what sort of feeling it was to like someone.
He deeply liked Xu Yourong, but whether it was in the Garden of Zhou, in the snowstorm on the Bridge of Helplessness, or in the twilight of Holy Maiden Peak, he had already liked Xu Yourong to the point where his heart could not let go of any other scenery, but he still found it impossible to understand this matter.
"If your wife treated you extremely well, but had an extremely bad personality, and was even a great villain, what would you do?"
He recalled Bie Yanghong's question.
If Xu Yourong was a great villain, what would he do?
He did not know.
He looked into the room.
Wuqiong Bi's hair was scattered over her body, her black hair already graying. Her expression was one of utter defeat and despair.
Chen Changsheng felt both pity and discomfort at this sight. In short, his emotions were rather complex.
Xuanyuan Po was a very simple person, not one to think about complicated matters.
When Wuqiong Bi wanted to destroy the Orthodox Academy, he had been the person closest to death.
He naturally did not like this Daoist nun.
He had only known Bie Yanghong for a very short time, but he deeply admired him and wanted to get close to him, to treat him as his master.
But this would not change his attitude toward Wuqiong Bi. On the contrary, he loathed her even more, especially after seeing that quarrel.
The more he liked Bie Yanghong, the more he loathed Wuqiong Bi.
The more beautiful, the uglier.
As expected, positions were relative. All things in the world and emotions were relative.
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Wuqiong Bi raised her head to look at Xuanyuan Po. Seeing the emotions in his eyes, she asked, "Do you hate me?"
Xuanyuan Po was silent for a while before saying, "Yes, because I don't understand why you're still alive and he's dead. It's not fair."
Wuqiong Bi indifferently said, "Good people don't live long while scourges live for a thousand years. Don't you know this principle?"
Xuanyuan Po didn't know how to respond to this and felt even more depressed.
Chen Chang Sheng shook his head.
A hint of ridicule flashed across Wuqiong Bi's face. "Don't you want to know why he treats me so well?"
Xuanyuan Po's gaze moved from the steaming bun to Bie Yanghong's face. As he thought about how he could snatch Senior's body from this madman's hands, he completely ignored her. Chen Changsheng also said nothing.
Wuqiong Bi sneered, "This is an extremely old story. If you don't ask me, I don't have the energy to recall it."
"Mr. Bie has already told us, when you were asleep just now."
Chen Changsheng paused, then continued, "If you want to add something, please go ahead."
"He was saved by my father from the Hundred Seeds Store. At the time, he was as thin as a monkey, too hungry, and his throat had been injured by an old beggar. I brought out my favorite soup dumplings, but he couldn't eat them. Even now, I can't forget that greedy and pained appearance. In the end, I tore up the entire tray of buns, gathered the gravy inside into a small bowl, and slowly fed it to him. Only then did I manage to save his life."
Wuqiong Bi's expression became rather desolate as she said, "Later on, he told me that he had sworn to that bowl of meat juice that he would treat me well for the rest of his life. No matter what I did, he would not blame me, and no matter what danger he encountered, he would protect me."
Chen Changsheng was quiet for a while, then said, "I think he did it."
"Correct, he truly did it. My treatment of him was not even one percent of what he gave me back. I knew that no one liked me, and I knew that he would even take the blame on himself. He would say that he had been stationed in Blue Pass incognito for more than seventy years, and rarely returned home. He didn't get to see my father one last time, and when I had a miscarriage, he didn't come to take care of me. That's why my personality changed so much … "
Wuqiong Bi's voice was suddenly tinged with resentment. "But so what? He said that he would accompany me for the rest of my life, but now he's still leaving early! "
Xuanyuan Po did not understand. Senior is dead, but he didn't abandon you. Do I have to be blamed for this?
Chen Changsheng understood and said, "But before he left, he was still worried about you."
"So he said those words, telling me to change, telling me to listen to you."
Wuqiong Bi sneered at him. "Did you really think that I would be moved by these past events and suddenly repent?"
Xuanyuan Po was furious at these words while Chen Changsheng was also speechless. He could no longer understand what this Daoist nun wanted.
Wuqiong Bi straightened Bie Yanghong, took a bun from the steamer, and began to eat.
There was a lot of red oil in the beef and onion bun. Although it was no longer scalding hot, it had not congealed.
Two streams of red oil flowed down the corners of her lips, looking like blood. It was somewhat comical, somewhat disgusting, somewhat terrifying.
Wuqiong Bi lowered her head. Neither Chen Changsheng nor Xuanyuan Po saw that her eyes were gradually suffused with ruthlessness.
Chen Changsheng was still thinking about the things she had just said.
Those things that Bie Yanghong owed her and his family were probably true, but why had Bie Yanghong not said them?
He quickly understood the reason and meaning behind them, and couldn't help but feel somewhat perplexed.
Wuqiong Bi believed that Bie Yanghong would say those things to show that he truly did owe her and his family so that the world would be more lenient toward her.
But she did not understand that if Bie Yanghong really did this, the world would only have an even worse impression of her.
Whether it was the favor of saving her life at the very beginning or the events that followed, they would all make people feel that she was trying to force him to repay her.
Bie Yanghong's method was even better. He did not talk about these things, only told an extremely simple story.
He liked her. She was his wife, so he should protect her.
This way, when he left this world, she could still receive some respect as his wife, and her days would presumably be a little better.
Death was imminent, but in his final moments, Bie Yanghong was still thinking about how to make her days a little better, and he had done many things for her sake.
This was naturally the feeling that left Chen Changsheng somewhat perplexed.
He vaguely understood that the relationship between Bie Yanghong and Wuqiong Bi was related to that question.
She liked him, she treated him well, and he also liked her. At least, he used to like her, so what could he do?
Place righteousness before family?
Su Li had not killed the Demon Princess, so what could Bie Yanghong do to Wuqiong Bi?
Even if the entire world was about to be destroyed, what could he do? (To be continued.)
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