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"Yes." He Xiangu looked at the delighted Fei Changfang and Zhenniang, wholeheartedly agreeing with Ling Qing.

Zhenniang was truly happy, but amid Fei Changfang's joy, there was an added trace of worry in his eyes.

He worried that Zhenniang would suffer some mishap again.

The words Ling Qing had told him back then often resurfaced in his heart.

Heaven's mandate required him to become immortal; no matter what, he had to ascend to immortality.

If he remained stubbornly obsessed, he would ultimately harm both others and himself.

Now that his mother had fulfilled Ling Qing's prediction, he feared that Zhenniang would follow in her footsteps.

Yet he truly could not bring himself to abandon Zhenniang.

Thus, his heart was deeply conflicted.

On one side, he feared that Zhenniang would be implicated by him; on the other, he was profoundly reluctant to part with her.

As a result, during this period, he immersed himself completely whenever he was with Zhenniang, while behind her back he remained weighed down by worry.

"How can we make Fei Changfang put aside the worries in his heart?" He Xiangu was deeply concerned for her friend as well.

"There's no way. He can only come to understand it himself." Ling Qing shook his head. "The reasoning has been explained to him who knows how many times.

"But he simply cannot let it go. What can anyone else do?"

He turned to He Xiangu and asked, "Have you noticed anything unusual about my Third Brother lately?"

"How could I not?" He Xiangu smiled. "These days, he's been exchanging messages with Sister Peony through Kong Ming lanterns every day.

"A few days ago, Sister Peony even specifically told me that if Queen Mother asked, I should say she was communicating with me."

Ling Qing smiled at that, then