"Aniang, you and my sister will walk slowly on the road to hell. When the child avenges you, we will go down and reunite with you."
Pei Zhiyan leaned against the cold stone monument, his snow-white hair hanging loose and sticking to his face after being washed by the rain.
It was very foggy in the mountains, sticky and clammy, but he didn't feel cold at all.
He felt warm only when he leaned against his grandmother's tombstone.
Just like when he was a child, his mother-in-law would often hold him in her arms, sing him songs in a gentle and long tone, and coax him to sleep.
"Auntie, after you leave, the child will have nowhere to go and no one to rely on."
"Mom, I miss you so much."
"..."
The rain came down harder and harder, hitting the man with a bone-chilling cold, and tears meandering down his face.
Wangyue Tower——
Yuanyuan was lying on the bed, and the sandalwood scent from Pei Zhiyan's body was still on the thin quilt.
"It's raining hard. Did dad bring an umbrella when he went out?"
"Master Zhangyin knows how to take shelter from the rain."
Wu Xian had been coaxing her for an hour, and his mouth was almost dry but he didn't see her falling asleep.
"Where did he go to hide from the rain?"
"You can hide anywhere in the city."
"Then has he eaten?"
"Pawprint will go and eat when he's hungry."
"Where to eat?"
Yuanyuan kept asking questions, asking everything that could come to mind.
"Zhangyin is not a fool and can take care of his own food, clothing, housing and transportation."
Wu Xian was almost tired of asking questions. He didn't know where she came from so many nonsense questions.
But she really cares about the palm prints and is somewhat filial.
"Go to sleep, maybe you can see the palm prints when you open your eyes tomorrow."
He patted the child's back. If he didn't fall asleep, he would fall asleep.
"..."
Yuanyuan nodded doubtfully and slowly closed her eyes.
This night was destined to be a restless sleep, and she was awakened by nightmares in the middle of the night.
In the dream, the bad dad was bleeding all over his body, looking horrible and pitiful.
Boom——
There was thunder and lightning outside, and the room was as bright as day for a moment.
The palace door of Wangyue Tower opened, and a bloody figure walked in.
Xiao Fuzi and Caizhi, who were keeping vigil on the porch, were so frightened that they screamed and thought they had seen a ghost.
Seeing the person's face clearly, he quickly covered his mouth and saluted.
Pei Zhiyan went straight into the main hall without even looking at them.
His blood-soaked white robe was washed away by the rain and looked particularly horrifying.
People can't help but think of the nickname given to him by the people: Jade-faced Rakshasa
Yuanyuan was sitting in bed and heard the sound of stepping on the stairs.
"Is daddy back?"
Admiral Wu had already greeted her, but no one responded to her words.
Relying on the weak candlelight in the room, she got up from the bed and pushed out of the room. Door downstairs.
At the corner of the second floor, I bumped into Pei Zhiyan who had just returned.
"..."
Yuanyuan was frightened by his appearance, her mouth opened into an O shape, and her mind went blank.
"Why are you running around without shoes?"
Pei Zhiyan looked at her bare feet and asked in a cold tone.
Seeing the child's mouth open and not speaking, he realized that she was frightened by him, her eyes darkened, and she dragged her wet clothes to the shower room.
"Go back and rest. The palm print is back. You should put your heart back in your stomach."
Wu Xian knelt down and picked her up, taking her upstairs to sleep.
"Why is daddy bleeding red water?"
The blood stains were diluted, but the fishy smell could still be smelled, and there would be faint traces of blood wherever he walked.
"That's not water, that's blood."
"Daddy is injured?"
Yuanyuan suddenly became nervous and looked towards the shower room.
"I don't know..."
Although Wu Xian is highly regarded, Zhang Yin's physical condition will never be disclosed to others.
He has superb martial arts skills and is probably covered in the blood of his enemies. Of course, the possibility of injury cannot be ruled out.
But no one could get close to serve him, and no one knew whether there were any wounds.
Back in the room, Yuanyuan didn't close her eyes, waiting for the old man to sleep together.
But she was already sleepy and didn't see anyone coming up, so she had to get up from the bed again.
Pei Zhiyan was sitting by the window on the second floor. He had washed himself and changed into a light green bamboo robe. He was drinking alone with a wine jar in his hand.
The rain hasn't stopped yet, it's dawn, and clouds and mist can be seen in the distance.
He heard the child's footsteps, but he didn't look back.
Yuanyuan walked up to him and tugged on his sleeves.
"Where have you been?"
"..."
Pei Zhiyan was in a bad mood now, so he ignored her and took a sip of the strong wine from the jar.
Seeing that he ignored her, Yuanyuan passed under his arm and got into his arms to sit.
"What do you want to do again?"
Pei Zhiyan was not used to being too close to others. Looking at the child sitting in his arms, he moved his legs unnaturally.
"..."
Yuanyuan buried her head in his arms and wrapped her arms around his waist, but she couldn't hold him completely.
After not seeing each other for three days, she missed her father very much.
But she could feel that the old man didn't like her, so she didn't want to express her thoughts in words, so she hugged him quietly.
The child's body temperature slowly passed to Pei Zhiyan's body, dispelling the coldness in his body.
He raised his hand to push the child away and froze in mid-air, feeling attached to this embrace that was not very warm.
When people are lonely and cold, they need a warm haven.
Even if it is too small to withstand the wind and snow, it is enough for him to rely on.
His hand slowly lowered and landed on the child's back.
After his entire clan was wiped out, he no longer had anyone to embrace.
Yuanyuan also felt that the old man was hugging her, and her head pressed hard into his arms.
"Admiral Wu said that the red water was blood. Are you injured?"
The child's voice was muffled, and the concern in his tone could not be hidden.
"No…"
Pei Zhiyan looked at her round head and his tone was rare and gentle.
Those people outside who care about him verbally actually wish that he would die soon.
As for the child in front of her, her care has no purpose.
"I didn't... didn't care about you..."
The child added another sentence angrily, obviously trying to cover up the truth.
"..."
Pei Zhiyan chuckled and rubbed her head.
At a young age, I still care about face.
During breakfast, Yuanyuan was carried downstairs by Pei Zhangyin.
Caizhi and Xiaofuzi were also dumbfounded. They didn't know what happened. The relationship between the two suddenly became much closer.
In fact, Yuanyuan didn't understand why the old man suddenly started getting close to her.
Pei Zhiyan usually eats very little, just a bowl of porridge and a piece of cake for breakfast.
The child sat next to him, holding a spoon in his little hand and slowly feeding it to his mouth. The food was delicious, and he ate more as he watched.
One of the father and daughter didn't sleep all night, and the other didn't sleep well either.
After breakfast, I felt a little sleepy, so I went back to my room to sleep.
The child was sleeping on the side of the bed. At first it was quite peaceful, but after a while he got into his arms again.
Pei Zhiyan did not push her this time, but tucked her in and slept until noon.
The heavy rain has stopped, the flowers in the imperial garden have fallen all over the ground, and the air is filled with the smell left after the soil has been washed away.
