Long Xiyuan picked up the piece of paper, his eyes red.
He choked as he asked, "Please, tell , in the dream, did I say sorry to her? Did I apologize?"
Bai Zhi’er nodded gently, "Yes, she said she doesn’t bla you."
"She said she likes you reciting the poem she wrote on the kite."
This ti, without Bai Zhi’er’s reminder, Long Xiyuan rembered.
He murmured, "I’m afraid eting you was a dream, a dream..."
Long Xiyuan held the box, crying in a subdued and sorrowful manner.
Bai Zhi’er wiped her tears, turned with Feng Fuce, and left the hall, intending to give Long Xiyuan so ti to co to terms.
He must be full of regret too.
Not cherishing soone when they were alive, realizing her sincerity too late.
Parting in life and death is a difficult lesson to learn.
Bai Zhi’er stood under the corridor and suddenly, as if sensing sothing, she looked up.
Two feathers drifted down from the distant dark sky!
She was stunned, reaching out to catch them.
Until the two feathers lted into her palms, she seed to hear a sound as clear as a bell.
She was sowhat surprised, "Two?"
Doing one thing, can actually count as two rits?
Feng Fuce stood next to her, his deep eyes carrying a warmth he himself had not noticed.
"Easing soone’s obsession and unraveling a decade-long misunderstanding between lovers, two rits, you deserve it."
"Not all good deeds are about slaying demons; helping people out of emotional predicants is also rit."
Listening to Feng Fuce, Bai Zhi’er silently nodded, "Yes..."
She clenched her hands, her water-like eyes shimring.
Bai Zhi’er thought, her mother Jing Jia had t Fu Xiru and told her daughter would co to solve her problems.
If her mother could foresee even this, what was her intention in arranging it so?
Bai Zhi’er couldn’t think of it for now.
But she had a feeling that, in the unseen, her mother was always watching her grow.
Even though her mother, as the Heavenly Dao, is very busy and now in a coma, she can only bear the responsibility of inheriting the Heavenly Dao alone.
Yet every little detail her mother left in the world seed to remind Bai Zhi’er—
Don’t be afraid, I’m always by your side.
The deep unease in her heart vanished upon learning this.
Bai Zhi’er lifted her fair face, wiped away her tears, and smiled at Feng Fuce, "Great, closer to the goal again!"
However, she realized Feng Fuce had skillfully opened his arms.
He raised an eyebrow at her, as if waiting for sothing.
Bai Zhi’er blinked her round eyes in confusion.
Feng Fuce let out a chuckle, "Usually, you hug when you gain rit; not hugging this ti?"
Bai Zhi’er hurriedly stepped forward to hug him.
However, this ti Feng Fuce did not let her leave his embrace quickly.
He held her tightly and lowered his head, laughing softly in her ear, "Two rits, so, it should be two hugs."
After a while, when Long Xiyuan’s emotions cald, Bai Zhi’er and the others left the palace.
Upon returning to Duke Huan Mansion, Sixth Prince Bai Xingye rushed over impatiently.
"You’re finally back."
Guoguo followed, arms crossed, teasingly, "Yes, the Princely Heir thought the Marquis kidnapped the Princess; if you didn’t co back, he would have ridden to the palace to check."
Bai Xingye cast a cold glance at Guoguo, signaling him to stay quiet.
"Sister," Bai Xingye approached and asked softly, "What exactly did you do for so long?"
Bai Zhi’er smiled, "Brother Fu Ce and I had a dream in the palace! I’ll tell you later, I’m so hungry, is there any food?"
She walked briskly towards the mansion.
Bai Xingye chased after her, "What? Sister, explain first how you both had a dream; did you sleep at the palace?"
"Why just the two of you? Did that brat do anything to you? Sister, don’t run away!"
Guoguo watched Bai Xingye’s distant back, shaking his head and sighing, "The Princely Heir still doesn’t know, the Marquis has already set his sights on the Princess."
However, when he turned around, he saw Feng Fuce looking at him with cold eyes.
Guoguo felt a chill down his back.
Did he say sothing wrong?
Feng Fuce spoke coldly, "Don’t just stand there; just now Bai Zhi’er said she’s hungry. Go tell the kitchen to make so food and bring it to her room."
Saying this, he lifted his boots and also went after Bai Zhi’er.
Guoguo scratched his head, frowning in confusion, "Strange, the Marquis didn’t correct this ti."
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