Looking at the three characters "Bibo City" above the city gate, the Sixth Fang only felt his heart beating like a drum.
A variety of unspeakable fears, worries.
Finally, he even prepared for the worst-case scenario of being dunked in a pig cage before finally entering the city.
With slightly frosted temples, a haggard expression, a handso face, a weak body, like a middle-aged scholar, his clothes were clean and quite high-grade.
But these high-grade clothes contrasted even more with his haggard complexion.
Done!
Ti to find my wife!
Without asking around much, he reached the Fang Family’s entrance.
"Truly magnificent!"
The Sixth Fang liked it at first sight.
He plucked up the courage and stepped forward: "I am Fang Xiao, here to visit Miss Fang Qianyi, please pass on the ssage."
A head full of white hair peeked out from the gatehouse, an old man hunched over ca out: "Who do you want to see?"
The Sixth Fang was startled, his exceptional Divine Sense scanning almost made him cry out.
My goodness!
What kind of background does this Fang Family have that there’s actually a Venerable saint Level expert guarding the gate!?
"Fang Qianyi, Miss Fang."
"Who are you?"
"I am Fang Xiao, an old acquaintance of Miss Fang."
"Uh, Miss Fang is not here, you should leave."
"Not here?" The Sixth Fang was stunned: "Where did she go?"
"Does she need to report to you about where she went?" The old gatekeeper rolled his eyes.
Fang Yunzheng faced the closed door with disappointnt.
Having common sense, you should know it’s impossible for a down-and-out middle-aged man to just co to this grand household and expect to see the young lady.
What do you intend?
Moreover, she is Fang Che’s mother. This old gatekeeper’s main duty in the Fang Family!
The old gatekeeper watched Fang Yunzheng’s back, his eyes filled with vigilance: This guy’s purpose is so clear? Damn it!
I must be cautious!
He must not be allowed to et Miss Fang!
The Sixth Fang had no choice but to find an inn to stay and wait for the night.
That night.
In the deep silence of the night.
When Fang Che had gone to Nanshan with Emperor Ye for the second ti.
The Sixth Fang quietly sneaked into the Fang Family.
Although his cultivation hasn’t fully recovered to surpass that gatekeeper, his All Things Mimicry Skill was undeniably the number one in the world.
Without anyone knowing.
He wandered around the Fang Family.
Then he set his sights on Fang Qianyi’s small courtyard.
Fang Qianyi, for so reason this night, was experiencing a sudden burst of inspiration.
It was late at night, yet she felt not the slightest bit drowsy.
With nothing else to do, she wandered around her ho, then went to Fang Che’s room, looking at the room her son once lived in, untouched since he left until now.
Everything remained the sa as it always was.
She gently sat on a chair and frowned, lost in deep longing.
She wondered how that little rascal was doing now? The ungrateful one; he doesn’t even think of . It’s been months since he left, and he hasn’t thought of coming ho.
When he cos back, he’ll only make angry.
Thinking along those lines, she also thought of her husband and couldn’t help but stand up to stare at the moon outside the window, her heart surging.
He was even more heartless, left without a word, and hasn’t returned in twenty years.
Utterly outrageous.
Every day, I wait for you to co and take away... but you just disappeared without a trace. I don’t even know where your family is.
Every ti she thought about this, Fang Qianyi felt a bit ashad.
She couldn’t even bring it up with her son.
What to say?
She gave herself, even bore him a son, yet didn’t even know where his family was.
How foolish must I be?
Thinking and thinking, she couldn’t help but mutter under her breath: "Heartless, the young one is heartless, the older one is even more heartless! Like father, like son, generations of heartlessness!"
Just then, she felt as if the moon seed to change, as if it blinked at her.
In a trance, it was like the sa expression as that jerk from back then.
Fang Qianyi rubbed her eyes forcefully, in a daze: "Could it be that I’m dreaming again?"
A soft voice said: "Qianqian..."
Fang Qianyi fell into the chair, groaning: "This dream is so real... Unbelievable, I can actually know I’m dreaming..."
A man in white appeared out of thin air from the moonlight, passing through the window, entering the room.
"You’re not dreaming, Qianqian, it’s really ."
Fang Qianyi looked at the face in front of her, a bit older, more haggard, but still faintly resembling the face in her mory, frowned: "This ti it’s so clear."
She reached out and pinched Fang Yunzheng’s face: "It even feels real."
Fang Yunzheng was both amused and helpless: "It really is coming back to find you, it’s not a dream."
Fang Qianyi, lost in thought, sat there, her pupils unfocused.
She reached out and pinched her own thigh hard, and let out a cry: "Ouch, ouch, ouch..."
It hurt so much tears almost fell.
Fang Yunzheng felt a pang of bitterness in his heart; she was still the sa silly girl from back then.
A wave of tenderness swept over him: "Qianqian, it really is ... I ca back..."
And Fang Qianyi, after the pain, sat foolishly there without moving.
Her eyes didn’t blink as she stared ahead, surprisingly losing focus.
Fang Yunzheng reached out and waved his hand in front of Fang Qianyi’s eyes, but her pupils didn’t move at all.
Fang Yunzheng was startled: "Qianqian!"...
"Ah!"
Fang Qianyi then jumped up, flustered: "I can’t take it, I want to go back to sleep, this dream is too real..."
Seeing Fang Che’s bed right next to her, she closed her eyes and fell straight onto it.
Fang Yunzheng caught her in his arms.
Feeling the warmth of that embrace.
Fang Qianyi’s body trembled slightly, slowly starting to believe, she opened her eyes, dazed: "Could it be... this isn’t a dream?"
"It’s not a dream!"
"It’s really not a dream!"
"Then you... are real?"
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