A mixture of feelings churned in Wu Sheng's heart, and Su Li felt just as unsettled.
She didn't deny the question Wu Sheng had asked.
It was true. She would give her life for Zhengqing.
The immense debt of gratitude she owed Yu Zhengqing couldn't be repaid by simply saying "thank you."
The ancients often said, "For your great kindness, I have no way to repay you. I will be reborn as a horse or an ox to serve you in my next life."
That was exactly how she felt about Yu Zhengqing, without the slightest exaggeration.
Yu Zhengqing had saved her, and more than that, he had given her a new life. Without him, there would be no Su Li. Everything she had, in a sense, was a gift from him.
It was just her life. What was the harm in giving it to him? Why couldn't she?
He had saved her life in her previous incarnation, and not just once.
She had always wanted to repay his kindness but never had the chance. In this life, she had only saved him once, which was nothing in comparison.
