1043: Wanrou Awakens, Happy Newlyweds (2)

Wanrou Awakens, Happy Newlyweds (2)

Chef Bao understood what she was thinking. He smiled and said, "I still have a few days. It's fine to write it for him again. This is a new recipe I've developed in the past half a year."2

Yu Wan was a little hesitant. "Actually, you've already left one for Uncle. This one…"

"Take it!" Chef Bao stuffed the recipe into Yu Wan's carriage and handed her a small box. "This is for Little Bruiser."

"Little Bruiser has one too." Yu Wan smiled in surprise. Little Bruiser must have felt wronged to leave him alone at her uncle's house after leaving home for so long. Actually, she missed him too and wished she could fly back to see him immediately.

Chef Bao teased, "Why? Are you the only one I can dote on? Can't I dote on him?"

"Grandpa Bao!" Yu Wan said angrily.

Chef Bao smiled in a good mood.

The group got into the carriage. Yan Jiuchao, Yu Wan, and Ping'er were in the same carriage. Old Cui and Grandma were in the same carriage. There were still three trucks left. The three little fellows each occupied one. Yu Wan was certain that the three little fellows would feel lonely not long after and obediently returned to their carriage.

But no matter what, there were five carriages. Shadow Six, Shadow Thirteen, and Dawa each drove one carriage. There were still two driverless carriages left. Just as they were hesitating if they should hire two capable coachmen, the crisp sound of horse hooves came.

It was the Sorcerer King's mount—General!

The General came to the Sorcerer King's side and stopped. He rubbed his head against him. The Sorcerer King smiled. He couldn't see, but he could tell the direction of Yan Jiuchao and Yu Wan from the sound. "It wants to follow you to the Central Plains."

"Ah…" Yu Wan was surprised.

The Sorcerer King smiled and said, "With it around, you don't have to be a coachman."

The horses would listen to it.

Yu Wan said in shock, "But isn't it your mount?"

The Sorcerer King stroked the General's mane lovingly. "When it followed me, it was still a little pony. In the blink of an eye, it's already so big… The child has grown up. I should let them travel on their way, right?"

It was unknown if he was talking about the current General or the future Zhou Jin. He seemed to have a premonition that Zhou Jin would leave him one day to develop his own world.

"It wants to be a warhorse." The Sorcerer King gathered his thoughts and said, "Treat it well."

Yu Wan nodded. "I will."

The General substituted two coachmen. It pulled Yu Wan and Yan Jiuchao's carriage alone. Shadow Thirteen, Shadow Six, and Dawa each drove the three carriages of the little black eggs. Although it was said to be driving, they were actually just sitting there and carefully checking the safety of the little fellows. These horses and the horses in the last carriage all followed the General in unison. There was no need for them to worry at all.

Uncle Jiang and Aunt Jiang helped Chef Bao watch them leave.

Yu Wan did not say to Chef Bao, "Take care of yourself. After I'm done with my matter, I will come to see you." She would not say anything she was not confident of. If she was confident, she could do it directly. There was no need to say anything.

"Dad, Jiuchao, Ah Wan, and the others have gone far. Let's go into the house too. The wind is strong outside," Aunt Jiang said considerately. "Yang'er, come and help Grandpa!"

"Aye!" Jiang Xiaoyang cleverly walked over and held Chef Bao's arm. "Grandpa! I'll help you into the house!"

"Good, good, good…" Chef Bao smiled kindly and staggered into the house with the help of his daughter-in-law and grandson.

"Let's go back to the palace too," the Sorcerer King said to Zhou Jin.

Zhou Jin looked reluctantly at the street that had long disappeared and quietly got into the carriage with the Sorcerer King.

They returned to the Sorcerer King's Palace.

After the Saint King died, the Holy Immortal Orchids of the Sorcerer King's Palace withered. The originally lively little flowerbed became like a withered winter, deathly silent.

However, just as the Sorcerer King led Zhou Jin through the small flowerbed, a powerful Saint King's aura came from the sky and enveloped the entire palace. Even the withered flowers suddenly straightened their bodies and became lush bit by bit. Purple buds grew and surrounded Zhou Jin, blooming exuberantly.

"I can't see it anymore."

That was what he had once said.

Did she hear him?

Zhou Jin squatted down and carefully stroked the Holy Immortal Orchids in front of him. He looked in the direction where the group had left and smiled slightly. "I see it. Thank you."

…

Just as Yu Wan had expected, the three little black eggs became unbearably lonely after sitting for a while. They eagerly returned to Yan Jiuchao and her carriage.

In the evening, they set up camp in a forest.

Dawa was a little distracted.

Everyone had an unspoken mutual understanding. He missed Nie Wanrou. He couldn't bear to leave her.

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