Ye Maochun, holding a complete set of clothes, shoes and socks, couldn't help but raise his hand to wipe away tears before he finished speaking. However, the tears were like a flood that burst through a dam. The more he tried to hold them back, the more they surged.

"Dad, Master Bai...maybe he's still alive, or he's been rescued, but I don't know where he is..." Hua Qingcheng whispered softly.

After a day and night of searching, Tianji led the group along the Yousi River, but still could not find Bai Yuheng's body. Although everyone knew that Bai Yuheng's chances of survival were slim, they did not dare to stop for a moment and continued to salvage in the river until Hua Qingcheng ordered them to stop.

"Qingqing..." Mu Lige closed his eyes slightly and then opened them again. He hugged Hua Qingcheng tightly with heartache, letting her tears soak the front of his clothes.

Suddenly, Hua Qingcheng's mind echoed with Bai Yuheng's words a few days ago: "My name... My name is Gongyang Yuheng. In six days it will be Yuheng's twenty-one birthday. Yuheng is the sixth prince of Lengyue Kingdom. He has been extremely intelligent since childhood..."

"So, today is your birthday..." Hua Qingcheng murmured to herself with tears streaming down her face.

At that moment, a gust of wind blew, lifting the lucky rope in Hua Qingcheng's hand. The delicate red rope swayed lightly around her wrist, like a dancing fairy. However, in the blink of an eye, the red rope, once vibrant as life, seemed to lose its vitality and instantly turned as black as ink.

"This, this, this...what's going on?" Hua Qingcheng broke free from Mu Lige's arms and burst into tears as she looked at the lucky rope in her hand.

Immediately afterwards, the lucky rope that was bought with Gong Yang Yuheng's vitality to protect Hua Qingcheng, after completing its mission, dissipated in the wind like smoke.

Hua Qingcheng stared in astonishment at her wrist, which had been tied with a lucky red string just a moment ago, now empty. Although she didn't want to admit it, she sensed that the man had truly left...

"Bai Yuheng! Bai Yuheng! Bai Yuheng..."

Hua Qingcheng burst into tears, her cries echoing among the secluded mountains, but unfortunately, all she got in response were echoes.

"Qingcheng, you... don't do this. Master Bai will be sad if he sees this. Dad knows that Master Bai... Ouch... Ouch..."

Ye Maochun, who had just finished burning Bai Yuheng's clothes, shoes, and socks by the river, was comforting Hua Qingcheng when he suddenly felt a stiffening and cramping pain in his abdomen. This feeling seemed familiar to him.

"Dad, Dad, what's wrong with you?" Hua Qingcheng, who was originally immersed in sadness, saw Ye Maochun holding his stomach. She could only temporarily suppress the sadness in her heart and supported the shaky Ye Maochun together with Mu Lige.

"Qingqing, I think... I think daddy should be giving birth soon!" Mu Lige looked at Hua Qingcheng with a serious face and said.