Bai Zhi'er walked towards the courtyard exit, planning to visit Xie Yu again.
However, as she turned around, she saw the figure of Feng Fuce walking towards her along the palace road.
All she could see was the swirling white snow, but his familiar, warm dark large cloak was the only light warming Bai Zhi'er's gaze.
"Brother Fu Ce!" Bai Zhi'er exclaimed with excitement and ran over, "Is the matter with the Demon World settled?"
Feng Fuce embraced her, wrapping Bai Zhi'er's slender and delicate body tightly with his large cloak.
"Why are you wearing so little?" He did not directly answer her question.
Because Feng Fuce planned to find an opportunity to properly explain the matter of the Xiangsi Tree to Bai Zhi'er.
Bai Zhi'er tilted her head: "I'm not cold!"
Feng Fuce laughed and said, "After I returned, I went to Ruizhu Palace. Qingmei said you were still asleep from exhaustion. I knew you must be running late. How come you're still lingering here?"
Bai Zhi'er sighed.
