Feng Jiayun said with a resolute gaze:
"Yunxi, I will not change my mind. The reason I was willing to compromise again and again was not only because I lacked the strength to resist, but also because I had something I wished for. I hoped that one day I could see you again and learn whether you were well.
"I, Feng Jiayun, owed no one anything. The only person I had wronged was you. Because of my carelessness, I left you, not yet five years old, at Wei Lingyue's side. I knew he disliked me; from the day you were born, he had not even held you once.
"If I were gone, he would care for you even less. Fortunately, the Feng Family remembered my sacrifice. Feng Old Ancestor and Jiaqing sheltered you for a time and helped you through the hardest period. From now on, I only wish to remain by your side."
After hearing Feng Jiayun's words, Yunxi was fairly satisfied. At least for now, she seemed to be a mother who knew what was what. Thus, she nodded and said:
"Your daughter understands. Leave the rest to me. Let me take your pulse first. I fear the Su family may have tampered with you."
Yunxi spoke bluntly, and she truly had such concerns. Feng Jiayun was only at the early Deity Transformation stage now, far inferior to Su Jing. Moreover, as the vessel who had carried Su Zisheng, she must have suffered depletion. Yunxi did not know whether she had properly nursed her body back to health over the years.
Hearing this, Feng Jiayun obediently extended her wrist. If she could not even trust her own daughter, then whom could she trust?
Yunxi gently placed her fingers on Feng Jiayun's wrist, then lifted her eyes and said