Chapter 253: Chapter 255: Feng Xiaoli’s Retribution (Part 2)

Shangyin was the sacred monk in Chuyue Tower who had read Xiao Li’s fortune.

Feng Bailing had only met him once.

He gave Xiao Li a bowl, claiming it could help Xiao Li grow up healthily.

Feng Bailing gave the bowl to Xiao Li, instructing her to take good care of it.

Initially, the little one kept it by her bed, but after moving to Prince Shun’s Mansion, the bowl disappeared.

Feng Bailing searched the room in vain for the bowl.

Then she went to search outside.

After a long search, she finally found it in Bai Shan’s nest.

The bowl had been thrown to Bai Shan by Xiao Li to be used as a feeding bowl, avoiding Hei Dian as he had too big an appetite for such a small bowl.

Feng Bailing was speechless; such an action was indeed very Xiao Li.

Seeing the bowl smeared with greasy stains, Dugu Wu’s lips twitched.

After all, Shangyin was a sacred monk. The items he gifted were usually revered and worshipped, and it had taken a great favor to have him read Xiao Li’s fortune.

“It’s too late, put the bowl next to Xiao Li.”

Despite Dugu Wu not seeing the “thing” Feng Bailing spoke of, the room felt unnaturally cold and eerie.

Concerning spirits and supernatural, some things and events are better believed than doubted.

As soon as the bowl was placed down, a sharp cry emitted from the grey mist, sounding like a woman’s wail combined with the cry of a young animal. With her acute seventh sense, Feng Bailing found the sound excruciatingly piercing.

Originally dull and dim, the bowl emitted a golden light, absorbing the surrounding grey mist.

The chilling sense in the room dissipated.

“Mummy, Daddy~”

Feng Xiaoli curled up, and as the grey mist was absorbed into the bowl, her eyelids fluttered and opened.

Her consciousness still vague, she waved her little hands in the air.

“I am here.”

Both Feng Bailing and Dugu Wu responded in unison, each holding one of Xiao Li’s hands.

“Xiao Li is so sleepy… sleep… don’t leave.”

Feng Xiaoli felt her eyelids growing heavily drooping.

“Don’t worry, Mummy is here with you,”

Feng Bailing busied herself at the side of the bed.

“Daddy, don’t leave either.”

Feng Xiaoli clutched Dugu Wu’s hand tightly.

“I won’t leave, Daddy will always be with you,”

Dugu Wu said softly, watching Xiao Li.

“Together… sleep… cold…”

Feng Xiaoli shivered.

Feng Bailing hurriedly embraced her daughter.

Dugu Wu hesitated, then glanced at the bowl.

In his eyes, the bowl merely emitted a light, with nothing else inside.

Leaving Feng Bailing and Feng Xiaoli, the mother and daughter, he felt somewhat uneasy.

The couple sat drained until the room’s oil lamp finally burnt out and extinguished.

“Let me hold her.”

Dugu Wu, seeing Feng Bailing exhausted, moved and sat on the bed.

Indeed exhausted, Feng Bailing had used up her strength and seventh sense executing the Water Holy Seal during the day. After handing over Xiao Li to Dugu Wu, one of Xiao Li’s little hands still tightly clung to Feng Bailing’s clothes, as if afraid she would leave.

With no choice, Feng Bailing leaned against Dugu Wu.

The bed for Feng Xiaoli was originally quite small, and with Feng Bailing, Dugu Wu, and Feng Xiaoli squeezed together, it seemed even more cramped.

The trio was too close, though Feng Xiaoli slept soundly, it was uncomfortable for Dugu Wu.

A faint scent of a woman wafted over.

In the middle of the night, this fragrance coupled with the softness of a woman’s body persistently burrowed into Dugu Wu’s embrace.

Bai Ling, sleeping like her daughter, instinctively felt the presence of the Emperor’s aura and kept snuggling closer to Dugu Wu.

If Dugu Wu pushed her away, he would certainly wake up the soundly sleeping Feng Xiaoli.

Helplessly, Dugu Wu had no choice but to embrace both mother and daughter, the woman’s soft, slender waist falling into his large hands, nothing like that of a woman who had given birth.

Dugu Wu felt a tightness in his throat, a nameless fire rising within him…

Something itchy at the waist, Bai Ling opened her eyes to meet a very handsome face up close.

Although she had known Dugu Wu for quite a while, seeing this man from such a close distance, he really was devilishly handsome.

Those eyelashes, thicker and longer than hers.

A three-dimensional and profound face, eyebrows like painted strokes, a high nose bridge, and beautiful lips – a man with no bad angles indeed.

After being stunned for half a minute, Bai Ling suddenly came back to her senses.

“Dugu Wu!”

Bai Ling only then realized that she and Dugu Wu were actually lying on the same bed; she kicked out, and her ankle was suddenly grasped tightly.

The moment Bai Ling woke up, Dugu Wu had already awoken.

His right hand restrained Bai Ling’s restless foot, the same foot that kicked him more than a dozen times last night; he only fell asleep when dawn broke.

This woman, she was truly like an untamed mare.

“Last night, it was my fault.”

Dugu Wu’s thin lips moved.

Only after hearing the conversation between Bai Ling and Feng Luochen did he know that Bai Ling was innocent.

Bai Ling was somewhat surprised; the aloof Dugu Wu would actually apologize.

“You’ve also helped me, so let’s consider it even. This bowl has been a great help to Xiaoli. Who exactly is Shangyin?”

Bai Ling had already guessed that Shangyin was no ordinary person.

“He is one of the Abnormal People. Unfortunately, he’s not in Chu City these days; otherwise, it might be possible to have him check on it.”

After several instances, Dugu Wu had confirmed that there was a power in Xiaoli’s body beyond human understanding.

Her improper use could not only cause accidents but bring trouble upon herself.

“Daddy~Mommy~”

Outside, Dugu Xiaojin and Feng Xiaoli pushed open the door and walked in.

Seeing the couple finally sleeping together, the two little ones exchanged smiles.

Seeing Xiaoli was alright, Bai Ling let out a sigh of relief.

She temporarily set aside the matter of Shangyin and turned to look at the bowl.

The gray mist was no longer visible in the bowl, but somehow there appeared a blood-red crack which looked strikingly like the blood-red eyes she had seen in the mist last night.

“Daddy Mommy, are we going to have little Xiaoli and little Xiaojin?”

Feng Xiaoli innocently asked.

She did not remember what happened last night at all.

She only knew that before dawn, her father had Chun Liu carry her out.

She had a dream, a very strange dream; at first, she was very cold, like the last time she was pushed into the well.

Then, the second half of the dream was sweet.

Bai Ling rubbed her temples with a headache.

“Dugu Wu, take Xiaojin for the morning exercise first, I want to talk to Xiaoli seriously.”

Originally, she had not wanted to inform Xiaoli about certain things so early.

But yesterday’s events made Bai Ling realize that she must discipline Xiaoli’s behavior.

Dugu Wu didn’t say much; in terms of educating children, he and Bai Ling had an unspoken agreement – when one was disciplining a child, the other would not interfere.

In the room, only Bai Ling and Feng Xiaoli, the mother and daughter duo, remained.

Feng Xiaoli’s large eyes were full of confusion.

“Do you know what you did wrong yesterday?”

Bai Ling’s face turned stern, causing Xiaoli’s little face to wrinkle into a bitter expression as she whispered,

“Xiaoli only wanted to protect little uncle.