The group's favorite little Fubao has become the most arrogant kid in the whole imperial city

Chapter 127 Right Side

The carriage traveled for half a day and arrived at Baili Town at 15:30. The four of them were very anxious and asked around, but no one had seen Zhao Wanyu.

Xihe stroked the porcelain bottle in his hand, leaned against the wall of the earthen house beside him, closed his eyes and concentrated.

[Grandpa Shenshu, long time no see. 】

[Little Lord, you awakened me again, what is it? ]

About four or five years ago, by chance, Xihe recovered all her memories, learned the origin of space, and remembered the sacred tree that had accompanied her through many years.

[Grandpa Shenshu, I can’t find my aunt, can you help me? 】

[Little Lord, since you have already guessed it, why do you still go there? 】

[What if that happens? As long as I have a breath left, I can save her. ]

After Xihe said this, the sacred tree did not respond for a long time. The little girl grabbed the earth wall behind her with one hand. Perhaps she used too much force, and blood oozed from her fingertips.

His hand was suddenly pulled apart, and he was surrounded by warmth. When Xihe opened his eyes, he saw Xiao Mingxuan placing his hand in his palm and stretching it out.

"Xihe, I know you are anxious, but don't hurt yourself." Xiao Mingxuan took a handkerchief from his bosom and wiped away the blood on Xihe's fingertips. The collar was slightly opened to reveal a corner of the white jade.

Xihe only took a glance and then hurriedly looked away, as if there was a flood or a beast, and pulled his hand out, "No need."

Xiao Mingxuan paused for a moment, stopped in mid-air, and after a long time, he slowly fell down, looking a little lonely.

Xihe turned away and didn't want to look anymore.

She was afraid that if she looked at it again, she would not be able to bear it.

Just at this moment, the sacred tree spoke again.

【Go northeast, keep going. 】

Xihe's eyes flashed, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

【Thank you, Grandpa Shenshu. 】

Xihe suddenly ran away. Xiao Mingxuan remembered the other party's concentration just now and quickly followed.

The two walked towards the northeast and when they reached the end, they saw two thatched houses. One was full of weeds, while the courtyard of the other was unusually clean.

"Auntie lives here?"

"We'll know if it's true or not after we go in and take a look." Xiao Mingxuan looked at the muddy dirt road, but there was no footprint on it. "But which one does the princess live in?"

Xihe didn't know either, but for no reason she particularly liked the house on the right, "Let's go to the right one."

The two entered the house, which was not much better than the outside. There were only a few simple wooden furniture, and other than that it could be described as "barely furnished".

Xiao Mingxuan reached out and touched the table, his fingertips were covered with dust, "If this is really where the princess lives, then she should not have been back for a few days."

Xihe's inner uneasiness grew stronger and stronger. She looked around and her gaze rested on the pillow of the bed.

When I turned it over, I saw a green jade pendant under the pillow, with a small "Wan" character engraved on the edge of the pendant.

"This is my aunt's jade pendant."

Every year when Zhao Wanyu returned to Beijing to report on his work, he would wear this jade pendant around his waist, and Xihe recognized it at a glance. "It seems that the princess should live here." Xiao Mingxuan opened the window to let the wind blow in and dispel the faint musty smell in the room, "But I don't know where she went?"

"Let's go out and ask." Xihe felt a little more at ease holding the jade pendant.

As soon as they went out, they saw pedestrians passing by and quickly stopped them.

"Excuse me, old man, do you know where the people who live here have gone?"

Xihe had a sweet smile and was very well-behaved. No one, young or old, male or female, could bear to offend such a good child.

Sure enough, the old man put down his burden and said with a smile: "Little girl, are you from somewhere else?"

"Yes, I came here to find someone." Xihe smiled sweetly, without a trace of impatience on her face.

"The person you are looking for lives here?" the old man asked, pointing to the thatched house on the right.

Xihe nodded quickly, "Yes, old man, do you know where the person went?"

The old man smiled heartily, sat down on a stone nearby, and said slowly, "There lives a mute girl here. Is she really the one you are looking for?"

"Dumb?" Xihe was a little confused.

The old man nodded and pointed to the thatched house on the left. "See the house next to it? There lived a widow and a child. One day, the widow picked up a girl from outside. The girl's vagina seemed broken and she couldn't speak, but she knew kung fu. Once, when the bully at the entrance of the village came to harass the widow, the girl beat him out in a few moves."

The old man pointed to his head and spoke earnestly.

When Xihe heard that the other party was very skilled in martial arts, he almost instantly determined that the man was Zhao Wanyu.

"Old uncle, the person you are talking about is my relative. I am here to take her home. Can you tell me where she has gone?" Xihe's eyes were warm and her face was full of anticipation.

The old man pointed to the big mountain nearby and said, "The widow takes her son and silly girl to the mountain every two days. They just left the day before yesterday. They usually stay for four or five days and will be back the day after tomorrow at the latest."

Xihe finally breathed a sigh of relief, feeling as if she had survived a catastrophe. "Thank you, uncle. Sorry for the trouble."

She took out some change from her bosom and handed it to the old man.

Baili Town is not a wealthy town, and the old man probably has never seen so much money in his life. He was afraid that this was his life-saving money, so he kept refusing the offer.

"No, no, I just said a few words, it's nothing."

"It's my duty." Perhaps knowing that Zhao Wanyu was fine, Xihe felt relieved and handed over the silver with a smile. "You told me about my relatives, so I should thank you. Take it quickly. It's my duty."

After several refusals, the old man finally accepted it, said a few auspicious words, and then left with the silver.

Xihe sat on the stone for a long time in silence. The continuous joy and sorrow made her feel a little exhausted for a moment.

Xiao Mingxuan stood beside him, holding his shoulders and half-hugging him, leaning against him.

Xihe was very tired and had no time to argue. At this moment, thousands of words would not be as timely as a support.

"Don't worry, the princess will come down the mountain the day after tomorrow, and you will be able to see her soon."

Xihe said calmly: "Why can't Auntie speak? And the old man just said that Auntie's mind is not very clear. Could it be because of the head injury that she can't remember the way back?"

Xiao Mingxuan felt the slight tremor of the person in his arms, and moved closer, patting her back soothingly, "Maybe something happened that we don't know about, but it doesn't matter, wait for the princess to come back, you will heal her, and everything will be fine."