Chapter 189,/.



“He and I are destined to be together.”

Fulu gently touched the child's head, and Wenchi did not dodge or evade.

Xihe thought it was interesting and reached out to touch it - but found nothing.

Wen Chi dodged.

He was like a frightened little bird, carefully hiding behind Fulu, with his head lowered as if he didn't dare to look at her.

Xihe was stunned and laughed a little: "Why aren't you afraid of him?" But he didn't care and turned to ask when Fulu would remove the antlers. They were short of time, so it would be best to leave as soon as they were done.

Fulu said softly, "No rush, wait until we find his mother."

Xihe was surprised: "His mother..." Isn't she dead?

Fulu looked at her: "His mother is still alive."

Xihe's brows suddenly frowned, but then she thought again, these were just her guesses, maybe he was still alive, but... Xihe looked at Wen Chi's face, and it was obvious that the mother-son relationship was not strong enough.

That night, Wen Chi slept with Fulu, while Aqiao stayed with Alu.

After a sleepless night, Fulu took the child out the next day. He refused Xihe's request to follow him in the city and did not return until late at night.

Xihe's face was not good: "Next time you go out, take Cheng Li with you!"

The innkeeper had gone to bed, and the lobby was deserted, with only the master and servant there.

Fulu was stunned for a moment, then he realized that she was angry. He opened his mouth to explain but she had already turned and left.

A Lu: "Mr. Fu, the young lady has been very restless and worried since you left... Please don't be like this in the future." After saying that, she sighed and hurriedly caught up with her young lady.

Her family really cares too much about Mr. Fu.

It was quiet late at night, every household was asleep, and the streets were empty.

Fu Lu stood there, and Wen Chi couldn't help but tug at the corner of his clothes: "Sir?"

Fulu lowered his head. The child had a furry face and sharp claws on his hands. He smiled and held Wen Chi's hand: "Let's go back to the house."

Xihe was lying on the bed, staring at the tent ceiling with his eyes open. He heard the sound of a door opening and closing next door. Figuring that everyone had fallen asleep, he decided to go to sleep too... Half asleep and half awake, he heard a knock on the door.

Dong, Dong, Dong, three shallow and one long.

Xihe woke up with a start: "Who?"

The voice outside the door paused for a moment, then said, "It's me."

Fulu???

Did something happen?

Xihe wrapped herself in a piece of clothing and went to open the door: "What's wrong? What happened?"

The corridor was dark and she couldn't see his expression. Xihe only felt that Fulu seemed to have grown taller and his shadow enveloped her.

"There is indeed something..."

Looking behind her, Fulu coughed lightly: "Is it convenient to go in?"

Xihe hurriedly made way, closed the door, found a tinder and lit a candle. In an instant, a dim light filled the room.

Xihe poured him a cup of warm tea and couldn't wait to ask what happened. But Fulu didn't rush to talk. Instead, he looked at her and said, "It's my fault today. Don't be angry."

Xihe: ???

She paused with a nervousness in her heart and just looked at Fulu strangely.

Why did you suddenly apologize?

Something is wrong.

She looked carefully at the person opposite her, and found that Fulu seemed to have become much younger, with a taller figure, fewer wrinkles on his face, and a gentle and compassionate look in his eyes... Xihe narrowed her eyes slightly.

She shook her head, her beautiful face filled with worry: "I'm just worried that something might happen to you."

Fulu's eyes became more gentle: "Don't worry, I won't go far."

His eyes fell on her and saw that she was only hurriedly wearing a piece of clothing. He couldn't help but touch the back of her hand gently, and it was cold.

Xihe's eyes suddenly widened, but Fulu seemed not to notice, and looked worried: "Are you cold?" He stood up, walked to the clothes rack, picked up the coat, walked over to put it on her. Xihe's hair stood on end instantly, and she almost jumped up in fright.

"No, no, I can do it myself!"

He grabbed the clothes and threw them on carelessly, his heart pounding.

Xihe quickly asked him to sit down: "Didn't you say something was wrong? What is it?"

Fu Lu smiled, sat down obediently, and slowly told the story. It turned out that Wen Chi had absorbed too much divine power. If he rashly took out the antlers, he might endanger his life. He said, "I see that everyone in Luosong Temple is upright and honest. Why not leave the child there for the time being? When we find the remaining antlers and are sure to save his life, we can take him back." He paused, "Cheng Ge, what do you think?"

Fulu looked over with compassion.

Xihe's breath was choked, and she almost drowned in the clear pool. She forced her eyes away and said, "Okay."

So Fulu smiled, and the smile on his lips gradually spread: "Thank you, Cheng Ge."

Xihe: “…”

The next day, they bid farewell to Master Wen and left. At noon, they arrived at a larger city called "Jincheng". Xihe quickly found the Cheng family shop and asked the shopkeeper to find a caravan to safely send Wen Chi and Aqiao to Luosong Temple.

Wen Chi tugged at Fu Lu's robe: "Sir, my mother..."

Fulu squatted down and said, "You go to Luosong Temple first, and I'll help you find your mother, okay?"

Wen Chi had a natural trust in Fulu, so he nodded solemnly, turned around, took his sister on the carriage, and rushed to Luosong Temple.

As the convoy gradually moved away, Xihe said, "Let's go too."

The carriage swayed as it moved southward. The weather became colder and colder along the way. By the time we arrived at Nantang, heavy snow had begun to fall from the sky. The streets and forests were all covered in white.

Along the way, they found two pieces of deer antlers, one of which was as long as a palm.

The vigorous divine power spread to the earth, and the entire Dian Cang Kingdom gradually regained new vitality when no one noticed, and Fulu became younger and younger... He was tall and graceful, and his face belonged to a god, so people dared not look at him directly.

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