Xiao Wu's eyes grew misty when she heard Little Jiu say that. She had thought Little Jiu had long since grown tired of her and had only married her out of consideration for her mother.
She had never expected that she was actually so important in Little Jiu's heart.
Thinking of how she had always taken Tang San's side in the past and caused Little Jiu all kinds of trouble, she suddenly felt terribly sorry toward him.
That only moved her even more. She had clearly done nothing, yet Little Jiu treasured her as though she were a precious jewel.
Besides her mother, probably no one else could have tolerated so many of her mistakes.
"Brother!"
Xiao Wu affectionately rubbed her head against Little Jiu's arm, her heart aching as she said, "Hit me. Give me a beating, and I'll feel a little better. I'm always causing you trouble, and I even got Mom killed."
As she spoke, tears streamed down Xiao Wu's face. This would be her lifelong nightmare, the knot in her heart.
Whenever she thought about it now, the pain tore through her heart, followed by crushing self-blame and guilt. If her mother had not insisted that she live, Xiao Wu would have wanted to kill herself outright.
Little Jiu tenderly stroked Xiao Wu's head and set up a divine power barrier, cutting off all divine probing.
Only then did he smile. "You don't need to worry about that. Before Aunt Rou died, I had already figured out how to revive her."
What?!
Xiao Wu shot to her feet, her large eyes filled with shock as she stared blankly at Little Jiu. "Revive her? Brother, are you saying you can revive my mother? But... but Mom clearly didn't sacrifice herself..."
"That's right. Aunt Rou didn't sacrifice herself,