The world is broken, the cubs mend it

"Mother, you and my sister should walk slowly on your way to the underworld. I will go down to reunite with you after I have avenged you."

Pei Zhiyan leaned against the cold stone tablet, his snow-white hair loose and stuck to his face after being washed by the rain.

There was a lot of fog in the mountains, it was sticky, damp and cold, but he didn't feel cold at all.

Only when he leaned against A Niang's tombstone did he feel warm.

Just like when he was a child, his mother often held him in her arms and sang songs to him in a gentle and lingering voice to coax him to sleep.

"Mother, after you leave, I will have no place to go and no one to rely on."

"Mother, I miss you so much."

"..."

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, freezing him to the bone, and flowing down his face along with his tears.

Moon-Watching Tower——

Yuanyuan was lying in bed, and the sandalwood from Pei Zhiyan's body was still lingering on the thin blanket.

"It's raining so hard, did Daddy bring an umbrella when he went out?"

"Master Seal knows how to hide from the rain."

Wu Xian had been coaxing her for an hour, and her mouth was almost dry, but she didn't fall asleep.

"Where did he go to get out of the rain?"

"You can hide anywhere in the city."

"Did he eat?"

"The paw print will eat when he's hungry."

"Where to eat?"

Yuanyuan kept asking questions, asking everything she could think of.

"The seal is not a fool. He can take care of his own food, clothing, housing and transportation."

Wu Xian was almost sleepy from all the questions, and didn't know where she got so many ridiculous questions from.

But she really cares about the palm seal and is still somewhat filial.

"Go to sleep. Maybe you'll see the palm print when you open your eyes tomorrow."

He patted the child's back and told him that if he didn't fall asleep, he would fall asleep himself.

"..."

Yuanyuan nodded doubtfully and slowly closed her eyes.

This was destined to be a restless night, as she was awakened by a nightmare in the middle of the night.

In the dream, the bad dad was covered in blood and looked scary and pitiful.

Boom——

There was thunder and lightning outside, and for a moment the house was as bright as day.

The gate of Wangyue Tower opened, and a bloody figure walked in.

Xiao Fuzi and Caizhi, who were keeping watch in the corridor, were so frightened that they screamed, thinking they had seen a ghost.

After seeing the person's face clearly, he quickly covered his mouth and saluted.

Pei Zhiyan didn't even give them any extra glances and went straight into the main hall.

His blood-soaked white robe had faded due to the rain, making it look particularly terrifying.

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 footsteps on the stairs.

"Is Daddy back?"

Admiral Wu had already gone to meet her, and no one responded to her words.

With the help of the dim candlelight in the room, she crawled out of bed, opened the door and went downstairs.

At the corner of the second floor, I ran 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 open her mouth and not speaking, he realized that she was frightened by him. His eyes sank and he walked to the shower room dragging his wet clothes.

"Go back and rest. The palm print is back, and you should put your heart back in your stomach."

Wu Xian squatted down, picked her up, and took her back upstairs to sleep.

"Why is there red water flowing from Daddy's body?"

The bloodstains were diluted, but you could still smell the fishy smell, and there were faint traces of blood wherever he walked.

"That's not water, that's blood."

"Daddy is injured?"

Yuanyuan suddenly became nervous and raised her head to look towards the shower room.

"I don't know..."

Although Wu Xian is highly valued, he never reveals his physical condition to others.

He is a martial arts expert, and his body is probably covered in the blood of his enemies, so of course the possibility of him being injured cannot be ruled out.

But no one could serve him closely, and no one knew whether he had any wounds.

Back in the room, Yuanyuan didn't close her eyes, waiting for her old father to go to sleep together.

But she was getting tired of waiting and no one came up, so she had to get out of bed again.

Pei Zhiyan was sitting by the window on the second floor. He had already washed himself and changed into a light green bamboo robe, drinking alone with a jar of wine in his hand.

The rain had not stopped yet, but dawn had already broken and clouds and mist could be seen in the distance.

He heard the child's footsteps, but he didn't look back.

Yuanyuan walked up to him and tugged at his sleeve.

"Where have you been?"

"..."

Pei Zhiyan was in a bad mood, so he ignored her and raised his head to take a sip of the liquor in the jar.

Seeing that he ignored her, Yuanyuan passed under his armpit and sat in his arms.

"What do you want to do again?"

Pei Zhiyan was not used to being too close to people. Looking at the child sitting in his arms, he moved his legs unnaturally.

"..."

Yuanyuan buried her head in his arms, her arms around his waist, but she couldn't hug him completely.

After not seeing him for three days, she missed her old father very much.

But she could feel that the old man didn't like her, so she didn't want to express her longing in words and just hugged him quietly.

The child's body temperature slowly transferred to Pei Zhiyan, dispelling the coldness in his body.

He raised his hand to push the child away, but it froze in mid-air, and he became attached to this not-so-warm embrace.

When people feel lonely, they really need a warm haven.

Even though it is very small and cannot withstand the wind and snow, it is enough for him to lean on.

His hand slowly lowered and rested on the child's back.

After his entire clan was wiped out, he no longer had anyone to hug.

Yuanyuan also felt the old man hugging her, and she leaned her head against his arms again.

"Admiral Wu said the red water was blood. Are you injured?"

The child's voice was muffled, but the concern in his tone could not be hidden.

"No…"

Pei Zhiyan looked at her round head and his tone was unusually gentle.

Those people outside who expressed concern for him verbally actually wished he would die sooner.

Only for the child in front of her, her concern was without any purpose.

"I don't...I don't care about you..."

The child added in a muffled voice, obviously trying to cover up his mistake.

"..."

Pei Zhiyan chuckled and rubbed her head.

Although he is very young, he still cares a lot about his reputation.

During breakfast, Yuanyuan was carried downstairs by Pei Zhangyin.

Caizhi and Xiaofuzi were also stunned. They didn't know what was going on, but the relationship between the two of them suddenly became much closer.

In fact, Yuanyuan didn’t understand why the old man suddenly became close to her.

Pei Zhiyan usually eats very little, a bowl of porridge and a cake for breakfast is enough for him.

The child sat next to him, holding the spoon in his little hands and slowly feeding the food into his mouth. He looked very happy and he ate more seeing this.

Neither the father nor the daughter slept well all night, and the other did not sleep well either.

After breakfast, I felt a little sleepy, so I went back to my room to take a nap.

The child slept on the inside of the bed. At first he was quite peaceful, but after a while he snuggled into his arms again.

Pei Zhiyan did not push her this time. He tucked the quilt in for her and let her sleep until noon.

The rainstorm has stopped, and the flowers in the imperial garden have fallen to the ground. The air is filled with the scent of washed soil.