Shi Feiyang saw this and his heart was filled with pain.
He gently extended his hand, tenderly wiping away her tears with his fingertips, comforting her, "Xue'Er, do not be sad. Once you have a smooth delivery, we will return to the Jiangnan Headquarters together and live a peaceful life. For now, stay here; my mother-in-law and all the Altar Masters will surely take good care of you, so I will feel at ease while traveling outside. When the child is born, I will always be by your side and we will never part again."
His words were firm and warm, like a stream of warmth, flowing through Yang Xue'Er's heart.
Yang Xue'Er slightly nodded, though she was full of reluctance, she knew well that her husband's decision was all for her and the unborn child's sake.
Then, with deep respect, Shi Feiyang walked steadily towards Su Yao's residence.
Stepping into the tranquil and serene courtyard, a gentle breeze brushed past, carrying the rich fragrance of flowers.
