I Only Marry Widows-Chapter 413 - 72: Husband, I Will Serve You Well

"The Peacock King’s opportunity?"

"Hahaha, I knew heaven wouldn’t abandon me!"

"I’m a transmigrator with a golden finger, how could I be so unlucky?"

"Yi Hongchen, that old witch, just you wait. After I absorb the Qi fortune in the Qianyuan Golden Tripod, ascend to the Immortal Realm, I’ll come out and settle the score with you."

On Chu Tiange’s side, he was busy fishing for opportunities, leaving no sound.

Chu Zhihe had been nagging for a while, but didn’t hear his son’s voice again. Finally, feeling a bit disheartened, he sighed and said, "Your Majesty, it’s my failure in teaching my son. Please don’t blame us. I will find a way to make Tiange come out. Please give me more time."

"I’ve given you enough time already, but not only does Chu Tiange not know when to yield, he even dares to steal the Qi fortune from my Qianyuan Golden Tripod. I’ll give you seven more days. If you still can’t get him out..." Yi Hongchen’s cold and authoritative voice echoed in Chu Zhihe’s ear.

"Then don’t blame me for stripping your divine soul and essence blood, lighting a Mother and Child Eternal Lamp, and forcing Chu Tiange out."

"You mother and son better take care of yourselves..."

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!" Chu Zhihe anxiously called out, but Yi Hongchen no longer responded.

Feeling exhausted, she spoke to the Qianyuan Golden Tripod, "Tiange, do you really want to drive your mother to death?"

But still no sound came from the Qianyuan Golden Tripod.

Seeing her son disregard her life or death, Chu Zhihe felt as if her heart was stabbed brutally, "Fine, fine, if you insist on not coming out, I’ll just die with you."

Seeing the Qianyuan Golden Tripod still silent, she let out a bitter laugh, her figure tottered as she walked out from the doorway.

She was currently under house arrest in the Ten Thousand Forms Massacre, living on the thirty-second floor, and after returning to her room, she laid down on the bed, closing her eyes slowly.

Just then, a clear male voice rang in her mind.

"How about it? Wasn’t I right? Now you should believe what I’ve told you, right?"

Chu Zhihe’s spirit manifested in the sea of consciousness, no longer showing anxiety and sadness as before, but instead said calmly, "Lu Chengfeng, you’ve been by my side for so long, what exactly is your purpose?"

Lu Chengfeng’s voice carried a hint of laughter, "Didn’t I tell you a long time ago? I admire you, have fallen for you, and want to help you because of that."

"As long as you’re willing to marry me, become my wife, and let Chu Tiange acknowledge me as father, I’ll definitely help rescue him."

Chu Zhihe said coldly, "You can stop daydreaming. Tiange is proud and has limitless potential. How could he let a lost dog like you be his father?"

"And you?" Lu Chengfeng laughed, "Would this beautiful lady be willing to acknowledge me as husband?"

Chu Zhihe said with a chill in her voice, "Things have come to this, why do you still put on such a false act, pretending in front of me."

"State your purpose directly. If you can save my son, I’m willing to pay any price."

"Hahaha, my beauty, you underestimate yourself. I’ve said many times, my purpose is you." Lu Chengfeng’s voice was filled with laughter, "Since I used you last time, I haven’t been able to forget."

"Now I only want you to willingly be my wife, then we’ll be family. Isn’t it only right for me to rescue the son?"

Chu Zhihe’s heart wavered a bit. It’s been over a year since the battle of Central Capital, and Lu Chengfeng had been in contact frequently for half a year.

"Could this guy really have fallen for me? I’ve asked him many times, and he hasn’t changed his tune."

Chu Zhihe instinctively touched her cheek. Though in her fifties, her skin remained porcelain-like—white and delicate. Her figure was enchanting, indeed quite rare.

She felt a bit shy and unspeakably proud. In all these years, she had only Zhang Zhijing, and even that was just once by accident.

In the depths of night, she often felt lonely.

Lu Chengfeng, a young prodigy, despite being suppressed and hunted by Yi Hongchen, was still free and unrestrained. In terms of age, appearance, potential, and strength, only Chu Tiange could match him in the present world.

For such a young man to be unwaveringly enamored with her, and even willing to save her son, it filled her heart with a secret joy.

"But someone like him must have encountered countless beauties. Why would he be interested in a woman of my age who already has a child?"

Feeling both secretly glad and somewhat doubtful, Chu Zhihe questioned her own allure for the first time, considering Lu Chengfeng’s identity, strength, and background, which she felt she was reaching for.

As she hesitated, Lu Chengfeng continued, "Beauty, there’s not much time left for you to consider. The Taiwu Celestial Dynasty is now established, unifying the Thirteen States of the World."

"Infinite Qi fortune has converged into the Qianyuan Golden Tripod. The next step is to fully refine the Four Great Divine Techniques and Immortal Positions, unifying various Divine Techniques. The final step will be to use the Map of Mountains and Rivers to control the Thirteen States of the World."

"Therefore, dealing with Chu Tiange has become an immediate concern for the old witch, and she no longer has the patience to continue waiting."