A few words instantly caught Di Wenbin's attention, and he couldn't hide the astonishment in his eyes: "Leave Jinling?"
To the world, it was not easy to enter the Jinling Sect, and the First Sect was a place everyone yearned for.
Feng Ninghe was at the height of her popularity, yet she was about to leave Jinling at this time.
Facing the question, Feng Ninghe slightly raised her eyelids, and a cold female voice slowly uttered from her mouth: "Immortal Xu has not yet returned home, I must take him back to the Medicine Valley."
The moment the female voice entered his ears, a trace of self-reproach flashed in Di Wenbin's eyes, and he bit his lip tightly, remaining silent.
He knew that all of this was because he had misjudged people, which led to so many subsequent events.
The death of Immortal Xu was not unrelated to him.
"Sorry..."
Di Wenbin bit his lip tightly, his cheeks filled with remorse.
Seeing Di Wenbin apologizing from time to time, Feng Ninghe couldn't help but frown, a few faint lights flashing in her eyes: "Di Wenbin, you were spirited and proud before, not like this now."
Although Di Wenbin had made mistakes, he had already apologized.
The grievances between her and the Immortal Sect were now dissolved.
Di Wenbin smiled bitterly, a hint of helplessness on his face: "Young and impetuous, people always have their youthful moments. The more one understands the preciousness of life, the more one decides to marry early."
In the future, he would inherit the Immortal Sect, and marrying Mei Ziling would only bring benefits, not harm.
"Di Wenbin, why didn't you give me an invitation?"
Gu Sanwei's eyes widened, and he excitedly leaned over: "Are there guests at the banquet? There must be excitement to watch."
In his free time, Gu Sanwei's favorite thing to do was to join in the fun.
Di Wenbin then remembered something and quickly took out an invitation and handed it over: "I forgot. In any case, if the First Sect is free, please come to the banquet. You are most welcome."
Feng Ninghe also spoke at this moment, saying a simple farewell: "Alright, I should be on my way, so I won't stay any longer."
Soon, they departed in a grand manner.
Si Xin Xin, holding Feng Ninghe's hand and Si Jian Ye's hand, had a smile on her tender face: "Mom and Dad, let's ride in the same carriage."
For Si Xin Xin, the best days were none other than these.
Life was peaceful and tranquil, and the people she wanted to see were by her side.
Watching Feng Ninghe's departing figure, Di Wenbin finally withdrew his gaze and said softly, "Zi Ling, let's go back too."
He sincerely hoped that Feng Ninghe would attend the wedding banquet.
Everything that could be done had been done; whether Feng Ninghe was willing to attend the wedding banquet was up to her...
The streets of Jinling were extremely prosperous.
It was spacious and crowded here, unlike Li Country.
Outside the carriage.
Feng Xing was driving the carriage, with Bai Nian Nian sitting beside him.
Bai Nian Nian's beautiful face was filled with joy, and her gaze kept falling on the surroundings: "It's been a long time since I've been so relaxed on the streets. I also miss home. Xing, when we return to Jinling, I will definitely take you to meet my parents."
"Meet... your parents?"
Feng Xing's expression became a little unnatural at these words, and he tightly gripped the reins.
It shouldn't be a big deal to meet Bai Nian Nian's parents.
They had gone through life and death together during their time together, and had already become close friends. However, the thought of going to the Bai family made his heart tighten involuntarily.
Bai Nian Nian didn't think much of it and nodded generously: "My parents are very kind. You and Master have taken good care of me, so I want to take you back to the Bai family together. Actually, Master is a life-saving benefactor of our Bai family."
As the topic shifted, Feng Xing's tense heart relaxed: "I didn't know about this. Why don't you tell me about it?"
Bai Nian Nian opened her mouth and recounted the whole story.
The Bai family owed Feng Ninghe a favor.
After she successfully became a disciple, she specially wrote a letter back to the Bai family.
Her parents were overjoyed to hear that she had successfully become a disciple.
Feng Ninghe had great potential, her future was immeasurable, and now she was a master of the Nascent Soul stage. With such a person as her master, Bai Nian Nian would not suffer.
"White horse, don't run!"
"If the horse runs away, I'm dead!"
Just as they were happily chatting, a hurried female voice came from ahead.
A runaway white steed was galloping wildly, with a young maid on its back.
The maid tightly gripped the reins, trying to control the horse.
The white horse had clearly lost control and was not being controlled by her.
"People ahead, get out of the way!"
The maid's face turned pale, and her gaze darted around.
The pedestrians around quickly cleared a path.
Bai Nian Nian's voice also stopped abruptly, and she quickly pointed ahead: "Xing, oh no!"
Feng Xing immediately noticed the oncoming white horse, his eyes narrowed, and he quickly gripped the reins and changed direction.
Clang!
The carriage shook violently, and at this moment, it narrowly passed the startled white horse.
Inside the carriage.
Feng Ninghe quickly steadied herself and reached out to embrace Si Xin Xin, fearing that the child would fall.
Coincidentally, Si Jian Ye also reached out to hold Si Xin Xin at this moment.
Feng Ninghe's hand instantly clasped Si Jian Ye's hand.
The man's hand was cold.
The moment their hands touched, a current surged through Feng Ninghe's body, and her heart pounded in her chest.
She couldn't help but bite her lip lightly, muttering to herself: "It's just a touch of little hands, why is the heart beating so fast..."
When the carriage stabilized, she quickly withdrew her hand.
She did not notice that Si Jian Ye's lips curved slightly.
Si Jian Ye's long sleeves completely covered his hands, and he gently stroked the place Feng Ninghe had touched.
Si Xin Xin didn't notice anything unusual. She looked at the two people beside her with her bright eyes, and her childish female voice instantly drew their attention back: "Mom and Dad, what happened? Why is the carriage shaking like this?"
Feng Ninghe shifted her attention, her slender hand rolled up the curtain, and looked at Feng Xing, who was driving the carriage: "Xing, what's wrong?"
Feng Xing turned his head, his gaze shifting to the frightened white horse galloping behind them: "Master, there was a startled horse just now, it almost collided with us. I was busy dodging, so the carriage became unstable."
She followed the direction Feng Xing was looking.
The white horse was galloping wildly, the maid on its back had a pale face, was terrified and at a loss, and her figure was swaying as if she would fall off at any moment.
Feng Ninghe could tell at a glance that the maid did not have much spiritual energy fluctuation, so she was likely an ordinary maid with low cultivation, unable to control the horse.
"Master."
Feng Xing spoke, his gaze falling on her with intense inquiry.
Understanding Feng Xing's intention, Feng Ninghe nodded generously, indicating her permission.
Feng Xing did not hesitate. He leaped up and quickly dismounted. Before leaving, he did not forget to say: "Nian Nian, I'm going to save someone, I'll be back soon."