No one was willing to leave until a day later when the door of the Scripture House was opened again, and everyone who had been holding their breath finally exhaled in relief.
Only one person stepped out from the door of the Scripture House, a radiant, graceful woman resembling a young girl of eighteen.
"Wow..."
Tu Qiu and Kuang Dao exclaimed in amazement, and the blind Ruo Li knew that Feng Qing must have regained her former appearance, no longer looking like an old crone.
Yu Xiaozi was so excited he could not speak. At this moment, Feng Qing looked just like the beautiful woman he saw for the first time at Jingci Temple, it was their best years, their best youth!
A flood of thoughts overwhelmed Yu Xiaozi, as if he was back on that sunny afternoon when he first met Feng Qing in the bamboo grove at Jingci Temple.
"Qing'er..."
"Yu Lang!"
The two embraced tightly.
