The Emperor is kidnapped, and the useless daughter destroys the three realms

Chapter 341 Lend Me Your Shoulder

Fu Ling is the only person on this continent that she doesn't have to worry about doing anything bad to her because they have a soul contract.

Almost as soon as the thought came to his mind, Ruan Xihe felt a familiar presence in front of him.

open one's eyes.

She saw the familiar, exquisite face that had just appeared in her mind.

"Fu...Ling?"

She opened her mouth, a little surprised, and it took her a long time to whisper his name from her throat.

Fu Ling pursed his lips tightly, feeling mixed emotions.

He looked at Ruan Xihe with a look of helplessness, heartache, and a hint of subtle emotion, "It's me."

Hearing the familiar voice, Ruan Xihe subconsciously raised his hand and wanted to touch him.

She didn't know whether Fu Ling really appeared in front of her at this moment, or whether she was hallucinating because she was thinking too deeply.

Ruan Xihe slowly raised his hand, and his white fingertips touched Fu Ling's face.

Feeling the warmth from her fingertips, Fu Ling's body trembled slightly, and his breathing became a little disordered. After a moment of silence, he slowly said, "I... am late."

The real touch can't deceive people.

Ruan Xihe knew that he had really come.

"It's not too late." She shook her head, rested her forehead on his shoulder, and said in a deep voice, "Let me lean on your shoulder."

After coming to the Galao Continent for so long, she has always relied on herself to move forward.

Sometimes, when a person fights alone, he does not feel that he is fighting alone, nor does he feel how wronged he is.

But once you have someone to rely on and someone who cares about you, grievances and other emotions will come up continuously.

And now, in the Galao Continent, the only person she can rely on is Fu Ling, with whom she has signed a soul contract.

Fu Ling lowered his eyes and looked at the top of her hair, his heart was in turmoil.

He couldn't help but raise his hand, wanting to hold Ruan Xihe's thin shoulders, but stopped in mid-air and slowly put it down.

She lost weight.

Fu Ling's eyes were filled with heartache and self-blame. She had always liked to eat meat. He began to regret not bringing her food when he came to see her today.

Fortunately, Wuqing came back with him this time and was now not far outside the house.

Fu Ling pinched a ray of light with his fingertips, and it was extinguished in an instant.

Wuqing, who was not far away from the house, fell into deep thought as he looked at the long list of 'recipes' sent by the Emperor.

It was late at night and the city was so remote, where could he get so many dishes...

Moreover, why did the Emperor suddenly have a big appetite late at night and eat only meat?

Inside the house, Fu Ling finally raised his hand and wanted to pat her shoulder to comfort her.

But at this moment, Ruan Xihe sniffed, her shoulders shrugged slightly, and she buried her face in Fu Ling's shoulder and rubbed it.

Fu Ling's body suddenly felt hot and his entire shoulder felt numb and he lost all feeling.

At the moment, he was completely unaware that he actually had mysophobia, and his entire attention was focused on Ruan Xihe's action of rubbing against him just now.

Is this considered dependence on him?

Fu Ling opened his thin lips slightly, staring at Ruan Xihe with his usually gloomy eyes, and spoke with some apology.

"I promised you that day that I would be back in a day or two, but then something urgent happened and I had to stay behind to handle it."

"If I could come back in time, your friend might not have died. It's me..."

"Fu Ling." Ruan Xihe raised his head and looked directly at him, stopping him from speaking. "You are not my appendage. You don't have to be there every time I need you."

"Neither you nor I want this to happen, but in the final analysis, it's because I'm too weak. Even if you can save us this time, what about next time?"

Fu Ling opened his thin lips slightly, wanting to say that he could save her next time.

But he thought that he broke the appointment because of an unexpected incident, and swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth.

"So Fu Ling, you don't have to apologize to me." Ruan Xihe gave him a smile that was more bitter than crying. "From now on, I will practice well."

Changing the subject, Ruan Xihe pointed at Fu Ling.

"You can't just sit there idle. You have to send people to look for the pages that were torn off at the back of the Soul Contract Ancient Book. Of course, I will look for them too."

When the soul contract was mentioned, Fu Ling lowered his eyes and his ears turned red.

He responded in a low, hoarse voice, "Yeah."

Ruan Xihe pulled him to sit down at the table. Her mood had recovered a lot. She asked, "Why did you come so late?"

Only after she asked the question did she realize something was wrong.

Because of Fu Ling, it seemed that every time he visited her, it was late at night, so she was used to it.

Fu Ling was about to say that he came directly after finishing his official business without checking the time when Ruan Xihe interrupted him.

"This...just pretend I didn't ask." Without waiting for Fu Ling to speak, Ruan Xihe waved his hand and said, "Do you know what the golden light and the rosy clouds from the sky mean?"

"Golden light and rosy clouds falling from the sky?"

"Yeah." Ruan Xihe told Fu Ling what happened today.

Fu Ling paused, "So, you want to ask Qing Long?"

Ruan Xihe nodded.

"She...is indeed not dead, just as you guessed."

"Then she..."

"She is in Dongzhou now." Fu Ling's tone was a little deceitful, and he persuaded her, "If you had come to Dongzhou earlier, you would have had a chance to meet her."

Hearing Fu Ling's words, Ruan Xihe noticed that he said "come" to Dongzhou, so he asked: "Are you from Dongzhou?"

Fu Ling remained noncommittal.

Ruan Xihe was a little surprised. "But, isn't it said that the East Continent has always been mysterious, separated from the other three continents by a huge abyss, making it impossible to pass through?"

It is rumored that there is no wind and no spiritual energy above the abyss. Ordinary people will feel their spiritual power exhausted and have difficulty breathing just by standing a hundred meters away from the abyss, let alone getting close.

Fu Ling curled his lips, his brows were high and his black eyes were smiling.

"Xi..." He seemed to want to call her name, but he suppressed his words, "You have to know that the rules are always set for the weak."

"If one day, when you are strong enough, you will find that in this world, there are no rules or constraints."

Ruan Xihe's eyebrows and eyes were slightly cold.

She knew all these things, but she didn't expect that this place would be so... naked...

During the conversation, Wuqing had found all the food on the menu at an extremely fast speed.

After getting Fu Ling's consent, Wuqing appeared quietly and filled the table with food.

Before Ruan Xihe could react, Wuqing disappeared as fast as the wind.

"Is this... something you prepared especially for me?"

The fragrance penetrated into Ruan Xihe's nose, causing his stomach to growl.

After the matter of the Holy Maiden Church was over, they were in a hurry to rush to Longyin City and naturally had no time to eat.

She hadn't noticed how hungry she was when she was busy, but when she smelled the food, she realized that she hadn't eaten for a long time.

Hearing her question, Fu Ling's ears turned red and he turned his head away.

"Who said it was prepared for you!" He sat upright, picked up the chopsticks, and picked up the food with his arms stiffly, "This is what I prepared for myself..."