There was no blame in his tone, only deep sadness and self-blame.

Jiuxi sighed secretly, patted Xiaoguo'er on the back, and said, "That's not true. Xiaoguo'er looks a lot like daddy."

She didn't know how to explain it... Could it be that Mingye's recent behavior was because he suspected Xiao Guo'er wasn't his biological son? Didn't he believe her? A deep glint of self-mockery flashed in her eyes. Jiuxi seemed to have made up her mind and said, "Shall we leave tonight?"

Xiao Guoer opened her eyes wide, as if considering something. After a while, the corners of her mouth curved up, "Right! Mom should have run away from home! To make Dad worry! Mom, you're so smart!"

She didn't know whether to laugh or cry for a moment.

The bitterness in her heart eroded her every limb. She wanted to be as happy as Xiao Guoer, but no matter if she left or anything else happened, he wouldn't be sad at all, because she knew his temperament very well. Once he made up his mind about something, he would not change it no matter what.

After entrusting the affairs of the underworld to Judge Cui and the Black and White Impermanence, Jiuxi carried Xiao Guoer and boarded the ghost carriage. The human world was already covered in snow. A stove was burning in the sedan chair. Xiao Guoer hung her hand over the stove, beads of sweat oozing from the tip of her nose. She asked, "Mom, can horses talk?"

Jiuxi chuckled, "Then Xiaoguoer, go ask Maer?"

Xiao Guo'er climbed down from the couch, put on her little shoes, and anxiously opened the carriage curtain. Looking at the trees rapidly passing by on both sides, she stretched out her little hand and patted the horse's butt, saying, "Horse, horse, can you talk?"

The horse originally didn't want to pay any attention to such a little brat, but this little brat was of noble status, and was even the little prince of the underworld. The horse neighed twice, and a deep voice came out, "Little Prince! I am a ghost horse, not an ordinary horse!"

Xiao Guoer sat outside and chatted with Maer for a while. Even a lot of snow fell on her shoulders. Maer raised her voice and said, "Your Highness, it's snowing heavily outside. You should go inside!"

Xiao Guoer shook her head, her eyelashes trembling slightly. Although she huddled up due to the cold, she still consoled him, "Uncle Maer, you're outside too! If Xiao Guoer were to accompany you, wouldn't Uncle Ma be so cold?"

After all, they are still children!

Ma Er snorted proudly, "Your Highness, I'm not cold at all! If you caught a cold, Your Excellency would definitely be sad!"

Xiao Guo'er lifted the curtain of the sedan chair and ran into the carriage with her short legs. Her face was red from the cold and her breath was full of hot air. "Mother! Where is my cloak?"

Jiuxi thought that Xiaoguoer was having a great time chatting with Maer, but she felt cold, so she wanted to put on a cloak. She took out a thick fur coat from the closet, patted the snow off Xiaoguoer's body, and wanted to put the coat on her, but Xiaoguoer hid aside and said, "Mom! I want to put this on Uncle Maer!"

If the horse caught a cold, he knew his mother was very poor. What if she didn't bring enough money to rent a carriage?

Jiuxi's hand remained in mid-air, not dropping it for a long time. The Ghost Carriage was completely unaware of anything outside. But at this moment, she couldn't bear to disappoint Xiao Guoer, so she stuffed the fox fur into Xiao Guoer's arms and said, "Xiao Guoer, put clothes on the horse and come in."

She looked at Xiao Guoer's red nose stained by the jelly and said with some reluctance.

Xiao Guoer went out holding the fur coat. The curtain of the sedan chair was opened and a flurry of snow drifted in. Even the flame of the stove was extinguished by the wind. Jiuxi was able to see the scene of Xiao Guoer covering the horse with the fur coat and the little figure climbing up and down. It really warmed her heart.