An eight-year-old kid emptied his scumbag father's warehouse and followed his grandparents into

Xu Zize's voice was gentle and low, as if carrying a soothing power. His expression also seemed exceptionally calm, his eyes as calm as a pool of deep water, without a trace of ripples.

However, Jing Chunxi could not remain calm like him. Her heart was full of anxiety and tension, and she knew it was time to confess everything.

"I took all the food, weapons, and treasures from the Fourth Prince on Fubo Ridge." Jing Chunxi's voice trembled. She stared at Xu Zize, trying to catch a glimmer of reaction from his eyes. However, Xu Zize remained silent, staring at her silently, his eyes expressionless, as if her words hadn't stirred any emotion in him.

Jing Chunxi took a deep breath and continued, "I was the one who led people to kill that old pervert Ji Jiading, and I also dug out his lair." She paused and added with a hint of firmness in her tone, "He really deserves to die!" Xiaokang still didn't speak, but his eyes never left Jing Chunxi's face, as if waiting for her to continue.

Jing Chunxi took another deep breath and continued, "My mother's dowry and the good things in General Jing's Mansion were all put into the space by me... Also, I collected the ceramics from Jiujiang County, and I also released the affordable grain... and..." She said a lot in one breath, her voice becoming more and more hurried. She wanted to say everything at once, but she was also a little nervous, worried that Xu Zize would think she was a monster.

However, Jing Chunxi's mouth was suddenly covered by Xu Zize's palm, making her unable to continue. She looked at Xu Zize in surprise, wondering when he had rushed to her side without her noticing.

"Xi'er! Don't be nervous, don't be anxious. Brother Xiaokang asked you to stay, but you must promise to listen to Brother Xiaokang's instructions. Also, do you know what you are saying?" Xu Zize's voice was a little anxious, and his eyes were full of worry, as if he thought she was crazy.

Finally, Xu Zize released his hand that was covering her, but he still held her shoulders tightly, hugging her tightly so that she could feel his warmth and strength. His movements were gentle but firm. He even pressed her head tightly against his chest, blocking her mouth with his chest to prevent her from talking nonsense. His eyes were clearly filled with heartache.

Jing Chunxi could clearly feel his heartbeat quickening, and from his breathing and tense muscles, she could tell he was nervous. She knew she had frightened him, and she couldn't help feeling a little guilty.

After a long time, Jing Chunxi gently raised her head. Xu Zize's hands were no longer pressing on her, but his arms were still wrapped around her body, not letting go. His arms were still trembling slightly, as if he was in disbelief and worried about her.

Jing Chunxi looked into Xu Zize's eyes with a resolute expression that left no room for doubt. She slowly spoke, "In the early morning hours of the day my grandparents were exiled, Xi'er had a dream. In that dream, a fairy aunt warned General Jing that trouble was imminent. That's how Xi'er prepared in advance. Otherwise, my grandparents might not have made it safely to Lingnan."

Jing Chunxi's expression was somewhat downcast as she spoke of this. Thinking of the decline of the Jing General's Mansion in her previous life, and wondering if even one or two bloodlines would survive, her heart ached. This was also the reason why she could connect with Xu Zize and empathize with him.

After a pause, Jing Chunxi continued, "In the dream, the fairy aunt gave Xier a big space." According to what he had said to his mother, grandfather, grandmother, and third uncle, he told Xu Zize about his strange experience again.

Then, she gently pushed him away and walked to the desk. Xu Zize followed silently, his eyes full of confusion and curiosity, but the worry had not subsided.

"Brother Xiaokang, look!" Jing Chunxi lightly stroked the air with his finger, as if touching some invisible force. In an instant, the brush, ink, paper, and inkstone on the table disappeared, leaving the table empty and strangely empty. Xu Zize's eyes widened in astonishment.

After confirming his astonished look, Jing Chunxi quickly put out all the brushes, inkstones, and paper. Everything remained in its original position, motionless, as if nothing had happened.

Then, Jing Chunxi took Xu Zize's hand and opened it. A small oil-paper bag suddenly appeared in his hand. She said, "This is the medicine I exchanged for from the space." However, in an instant, the medicine on his palm disappeared.

Xu Zize was completely stunned. He had doubts during his exile, but he simply believed that the Jing family had arranged for a lot of people to follow him, so the process was going so smoothly.

In fact, no one could have guessed the reason.

"That's how we got the medicine, clothes, bedding, food and weapons during the exile. My grandparents and third uncle all know about it." Jing Chunxi explained with a hint of pride in his eyes. His eyes were shining, and it was obvious that he had completely thrown away the burden in his heart.

Witnessing this bizarre scene in person, Xu Zize finally believed it completely. His surprise finally subsided, but it slowly turned into worry. He continued to wrap his arms around her small shoulders and body again, remaining silent for a long time, seemingly still trying to calm himself down.

After a long time, he whispered, "Please, Xier, don't tell anyone else, don't use this kind of magic easily, and be careful." Where Jing Chunxi couldn't see, a few tears from Xu Zize fell on her shoulder.

This scene was almost identical to what happened when my grandparents and third uncle found out. Sure enough, in the face of danger, the love of those who cared for her was the same.

Looking at him, Jing Chunxi felt a little guilty and explained softly: "I'm fine. Xier did all these things for my family, for the people, for kindness and justice. No one can hurt me."

Seeing that Xu Zize still seemed a little unconvinced, she continued, "Brother Xiaokang, think carefully. Did similar strange things happen during your exile? Have you ever seen Xi'er in danger? Has she ever escaped unscathed?"

It was because of the presence of the Fairy Aunt and the space that Xier dared to follow her grandparents into exile."

Xu Zize was silent for a while, as if recalling every detail of his exile. His eyes gradually softened, and he finally nodded.

Jing Chunxi's head was pressed into his chest again, this time very gently, as if afraid of hurting her. He whispered, "Brother should have known earlier that you were sent by the fairy aunt to save Brother Xiaokang. You are a little fairy."

Jing Chunxi smiled, her eyes were a little moist, and her heart felt sweet: "Okay, the name of little fairy is quite nice, if you say it is, then it is." She gave him a hug.

"Brother Xiaokang is so happy to have Xier's help. He has forgotten all the unhappiness and pain. He feels easy and motivated to do anything. It's like Xier is always by his side." Xu Zize's voice was choked with sobs, but full of warmth.

"So I won't leave. I want to help my brother Xiaokang and the people of Jian'an County. I also want to send good things to my grandfather and uncle." Jing Chunxi raised his head, his eyes full of determination.

The two looked at each other, both smiling, their eyes shining like stars. This time Xu Zize finally understood and stopped trying to dissuade them. Instead, he decided to face the situation together.