After thinking it over and over, Wu Chu still could not come up with any more practical solution, just as he had expected. He could only let nature take its course.
No matter what choice the young lady made in the future, Wu Chu could only support her.
Besides, after transforming herself into reincarnation, the young lady would not truly be dead. She would merely be living in another form in that dark place called the Netherworld.
He just did not know whether, after establishing reincarnation, the young lady would still acknowledge their relationship as husband and wife.
After all, Houtu would then have cast aside her identity as an ancestral Wu of the Witch Clan and face the world as Lady Pingxin, treating all races equally and showing equal regard for all living beings.
Wu Chu had reason to believe that such a young lady would very likely abandon personal attachments.
Without personal attachments, could Lady Pingxin still be his wife?
"Is something troubling you, Husband?"
On their way back, the young lady turned to look at Wu Chu and asked. As the person who shared his bed and had spent endless years with him, she naturally knew his habits well.
Looking at his radiant, gentle, peerlessly beautiful wife, Wu Chu tightened his grip on her hand and smiled. "I was merely thinking about how we have known each other until now, through endless years. I worry that one day, the feelings between us might simply fade away."
The young lady froze for a moment, then blinked. Finally, she gave a soft snort. "So you're beating around the bush with me! Tell me, which young lady have you taken a fancy to now?"
"..."
Wu Chu was briefly stunned, then could not help laughing. Shaking his head, he said,