Feng Qingxue chuckled softly, feeling warmed by Lu Jiang's thoughtful consideration.
Truth be told, carrying a secret that only you know can be suffocating, incessantly worrying about letting it slip out even in a dream.
"I simply store valuable items inside this space, created by this tiny Mustard Seed," she revealed.
As Feng Qingxue allowed the thought to take form, a box filled with jewelry appeared before a bemused Lu Jiang. The sudden materialization startled him enough, even despite his wife's prior warning.
"Such magic?"
Lu Jiang opened his eyes wide, stroking the sudden box that appeared, to see indeed it was filled with the jewelry he and his father gifted her.
Feng Qingxue touched the box once more, and it immediately disappeared, astonishing Lu Jiang yet again.
"Could this bring any sort of harm to you?" After witnessing the magic of her powers first-hand, Lu Jiang was even more concerned, anxiously watching his wife, as though terrified by her reply.
