The Prodigal Son of Condor Heroes: Li Mochou Wants to Pay for Himself

Xiaolongnu stood there, watching Qiu Chuji's departing back, with thoughts surging in her heart.

Then, she thought about it and slowly opened the letter, only to see a few words written on it.

"My beloved daughter:

Seeing you in person is like seeing you in person. Your father is Zhao Xun, the Crown Prince of the Song Dynasty.

When you were born, it was a time of trouble. Although your father was a prince, he was unable to protect you. For your safety, I have to send you to the Quanzhen Sect with great pain.

The Quanzhen Sect is located in the territory of the Jin Kingdom and is the orthodox Taoist sect. Its teachings advocate tranquility and inaction, as well as self-cultivation. You should be able to avoid the troubles of the world and grow up safely here.

I know very well that I don't know when I will see you again. But I believe that you will understand my difficulties.

When you come of age, if your father is no longer alive, remember to return to the royal family to recognize him.

Finally, as your father, I wish you peace, health, and a long life. "

After reading the letter, Xiao Longnu's heart was in turmoil for a long time. She had never thought that her life experience was so complicated. The distant royal identity seemed to bring a heavy color to her world.

She had also heard of Zhao Xun, the Crown Prince of the Song Dynasty mentioned in the letter. He was a first-rate man in both civil and military affairs.

Everyone said that if Prince Jingxian had not died young, the Song Dynasty would have been able to recover the Central Plains again.

Xiaolongnu stood there, holding the letter tightly in her hand, her eyes a little dazed.

The words in the letter and the image of the father she had never met kept appearing in her mind. The legendary Song prince Zhao Xun, who was first-rate in both civil and military affairs, seemed to have come from distant history, carrying endless regrets and expectations.

She sighed slightly, feeling a lot of emotions in her heart. If it weren't for the trick of fate, she might have grown up in the royal family and lived a completely different life from now.

However, now she has long been accustomed to the coldness and tranquility of the ancient tomb, and has no yearning for the prosperity and disputes of the royal family.

Ye Fan looked at Xiao Longnu's complicated expression, and his heart was filled with pity. He asked softly, "Sister, what do you plan to do about what the letter says?"

Xiao Long Nu shook her head slightly and sighed, "I grew up in an ancient tomb and knew nothing about the royal family, nor did I ever yearn for it. Now that I know about my life story, it feels like a dream, so unreal."

She folded the letter gently and put it in her arms, with a firm look in her eyes: "This life experience is just another story of the past for me. I am still the Little Dragon Girl of the Ancient Tomb Sect, and I just want to live a peaceful life in this ancient tomb with my junior brother."

Ye Fan held Xiao Longnu's hand and said, "Senior sister is right. No matter what your background is, you are always my senior sister in my heart. We don't have to be burdened by this background. Let's continue to live the life we ​​want."

Xiao Longnu looked at Ye Fan with a touch of tenderness in her eyes, and said, "With you here, I feel at ease. Let's just pretend that this life story never happened."

Ye Fan nodded and said, "Okay, Senior Sister. No matter what happens, I will be with you."

At this time, Yang Guo's voice was heard from the dense forest, "Master, uncle, the child has woken up and is crying loudly because of hunger. Grandma asked you to find some milk."

Xiaolongnu and Ye Fan looked at each other and temporarily put aside their thoughts about their life experiences.

Xiao Long Nu frowned slightly and said, "This child... makes me a little worried."

Ye Fan said: "Senior Sister, let's go see the child first."

The two of them walked quickly towards the ancient tomb, and soon they arrived at the open space in front of the tomb.

I saw Granny Sun and Liu Lingxue anxiously surrounding the baby. The child's face was red and his crying was loud and urgent.

Granny Sun's face was filled with worry. She said anxiously, "What should we do? The child is starving. We need to find some milk quickly, otherwise the child won't be able to bear it."

Xiao Longnu looked at the pitiful appearance of the child, and a soft feeling welled up in her heart. Her eyes were full of pity, as if she saw a little life that needed protection.

She whispered, "I'll go down the mountain to see if there are any women who have just given birth. Maybe I can get some milk from them."

After hearing this, Ye Fan nodded slightly, his eyes full of support and trust for Xiao Long Nu, and said, "I will go with Senior Sister."

Just as they were about to leave, Granny Sun said quickly, "Take the child with you. It will take at least two hours for you to go there and back. The child must be starving. The child can't wait that long."

Ye Fan frowned slightly, thought for a moment and said, "We should return the child to Madam Guo as soon as possible, which will save a lot of trouble. And Madam Guo must be very worried about the child."

When everyone heard what he said, they all felt that it made sense and nodded in agreement.

So, Ye Fan and Xiaolongnu took little Guo Xiang away from the ancient tomb.

They walked slowly along the mountain path, carefully protecting little Guo Xiang in their arms along the way.

The two first asked around in the small town at the foot of the mountain, and finally found a woman who had just given birth. The woman looked at the cute little Guo Xiang in their arms, felt pity for her, and generously gave some of her milk to feed the child.

After eating, little Guo Xiang slept quietly in Xiaolongnu's arms. Her lovely appearance made people feel pity for her.

Xiaolongnu leaned over and gently kissed Guo Xiang's face, her eyes full of tenderness.

She said softly, "This little sister is so cute, I really don't want to give her back."

Ye Fan looked at Xiao Long Nu's gentle appearance, his heart full of love. He smiled and said, "What's so special about other people's children? Let's have one of our own in the future."

When Xiao Long Nu heard this, a shy blush immediately appeared on her face. Her eyes showed a trace of longing, and a beautiful picture seemed to emerge in her mind.

She thought to herself: "It would be great if I could give birth to such a lovely girl for my junior fellow apprentice."

The blush on her fair face looked particularly charming, and her eyes were full of expectation and yearning for the future.

They continued to move forward, and along the way Xiaolongnu looked at the little Guo Xiang in her arms from time to time, her heart full of expectations for the future.

Ye Fan looked at Xiao Longnu's gentle and expectant look, and his heart was immediately filled with tenderness. He leaned forward slightly and said softly: "Senior sister, let's get married when we return to the ancient tomb."

Although his voice was soft, it was full of endless affection and determination.

When Xiao Long Nu heard this, her eyes instantly lit up with surprise. She nodded gently and said in a voice as sweet as a silver bell, "Okay."

They continued to move forward, and after walking for a few miles, snowflakes suddenly began to fall from the sky.

At first, the snowflakes were small and fell slowly like light catkins, covering the earth with a thin layer of white gauze.

However, as time passed, the north wind gradually became stronger, and the snow fell heavier, fluttering in the sky like goose feathers.

Xiao Longnu and Ye Fan didn't take the wind and snow seriously at all. They used their lightness skills to move quickly in the heavy snow.

The whistling wind passed by their ears and the flying snowflakes danced around them. Their figures were like two light flying birds, shuttling through this world of ice and snow, which was a unique kind of fun.

As Xiao Long Nu flew lightly, she suddenly asked, "Junior Brother, do you think we should invite Senior Sister over to get married?"

Ye Fan frowned slightly, thought for a moment, shook his head and refused: "She has been hurt by a man, so it's better for us not to invite her."

Xiao Long Nu's eyes revealed a trace of pity, and she slowly said, "Senior Sister is actually very pitiful."

Ye Fan sighed slightly, his eyes full of emotion, and said: "I know that my senior sister is pitiful, but she has too deep prejudices against men. I am afraid that our wedding will remind her of sad past.

It would be better to wait for the right opportunity in the future to share our joy with her."

Xiao Longnu nodded slightly, with understanding in her eyes. She knew that Ye Fan's considerations made sense.

They continued to move forward in the wind and snow, and as they talked, the sky grew darker.

The gloomy sky seemed to be covered by a huge black curtain, making people feel particularly depressed.

They turned around the mountainside and suddenly, between two tall pine trees, they saw two small wooden houses.

The wooden house stood there quietly, with an inch of snow on the roof, just like a scene from a fairy tale.

Snowflakes kept falling on the roof, making a slight rustling sound.

When Ye Fan saw the wooden house, he immediately showed joy on his face, and he said excitedly: "Okay, let's stay here for one night."