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Chapter 232 I Can't Bear to Part With You

Although he hoped to leave more ties with Aying, the two brothers were pushing and shoving each other, pulling at each other as if Aying was obligated to wait for them, which was really annoying. Did they really think their female couldn't find any other males?

Bai Cang's lips curled slightly upwards, a half-smile on his face, but his amber eyes held an inherent coldness.

As he finished speaking, Wu and Yu Li both fell silent.

Fu Ying, on the other hand, was very open and didn't feel embarrassed at all. She said, "I have to go back now. The baby is about to be born. As the father, Dan Yue can't be absent. There are many people in the family who can take care of me. I will definitely get through the cold season safely."

She refused frankly. Yu Li's eyelashes trembled slightly, her eyes filled with sadness, and a self-deprecating smile appeared on her lips.

He hadn't intended to stay, but hearing her so decisively refuse still caused a dull, hidden pain in his chest, a pain a hundred times greater than the wounds he'd sustained in the battle with the vultures.

Wu looked up at Fuying, whose expression was calm, as if everything in the world was irrelevant to her.

Noticing his gaze, Fu Ying's delicate features softened: "I hope you have a smooth journey on your migration."

After saying that, she took Bai Cang's arm and said, "Let's go find Luo Heng. We should go back."

Luo Heng has been leaving early and returning late these past few days, always bringing back some spiritual herbs, like a treasure-hunting machine. This makes Fu Ying feel a bit foolish; if she had known Luo Heng had this ability, she should have taken him with her when she went out.

A tender light shimmered in Bai Cang's eyes. He nodded slightly, and with a lowered gaze, he transformed into a giant, snow-white fox.

He bent down his forelegs, his fluffy tail sweeping across the ground in a half-arc. Once the tassel climbed onto his back, he straightened up and carried the person out of the cave with a light leap. His silvery-white figure nimbly moved up and down the rock face, returning to the bottom of the cliff in an instant.

Wu stood on the edge of the cliff, his long eyebrows furrowing almost imperceptibly.

"Brother, are you just going to let her go like that?" Yu Li suppressed the bitterness in his throat, looked up at Wu, and a hint of disapproval appeared in his eyes. They were about to migrate and wouldn't be seen for the entire cold season, but his brother didn't even say a kind word and just let her leave. Even though he had never been with a female, he knew that this was wrong.

Although Fu Ying knew that the prince had always been cold and hard-hearted, such indifference was clearly inappropriate.

Yu Li was about to say something when Wu had already chased after Fu Ying in the direction she had left.

He gazed at Wu's departing figure, and suddenly, a faint smile appeared on his lips, a smile that seemed both mocking and sighing, yet also relieved. As he gently shook his head, his golden ponytail reflected a dazzling yet cold arc of light under the blazing sun, so bright it hurt the eyes.

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On the other side, just as Bai Cang had left the bottom of the cliff of the Golden Eagle Tribe with Fu Ying, the tips of her snow-white ears suddenly twitched.

The wind suddenly picked up behind him, and he stopped in his tracks. He lazily turned around and looked at the large, golden-red bird swooping down. A hint of amusement appeared in his amber eyes.

Fu Ying's eyes flickered slightly, a faint smile flashing across them, gone in an instant.

It seems the kite was flown...just right, wasn't it?
The gull folded its golden-red wings, its eyes fixed on the figure sitting on the back of the white fox.

The female turned her head and smiled slightly. A cool mountain breeze lifted a strand of her long hair. His usually tightly pursed lips loosened almost imperceptibly. He didn't smile often, after all, the golden eagle clan was always the best at restraint, but at this moment, he felt very relaxed.

Fuying deftly flipped off Bai Cang's back; her agile movements made it impossible to tell that she was pregnant.

Bai Cang's tail wrapped around her waist, and the fluffy tip of its tail patted her back as a warning: "Be careful."

His amber eyes glanced at me sideways, filled with helplessness and indulgence.

Fu Ying chuckled softly and walked over to Chao Wu. Seeing this, Bai Cang leisurely walked a short distance away, gently swept its snow-white tail, and gracefully knelt down on the ground.

His narrow, fox-like eyes swept across the surrounding dense forest from time to time. Not noticing anything amiss, he lowered his head, his scarlet tongue slowly and methodically combing the fur on his chest, each strand of silver hair gleaming like satin.

On the other side, just as Fu Ying stood in front of Wu, his tall and slender figure suddenly collapsed.

He pulled her close, enveloping her entirely in his shadow, and gently rested his chin on the top of her head.

Fuying paused at the right moment before hugging his lean waist back.

She felt the rapid pounding of his heart from his chest and whispered, "What's wrong? Are you reluctant to part with me?"

This was purely flirtatious; there was no expectation of a response from Wu. After all, he wasn't an outgoing person; he was calm and restrained, and his golden-red pupils always held a sharp silence. He generally wouldn't respond to such teasing remarks.

But to her surprise, Wu nodded solemnly.

She could feel his chin brush against her forehead, bringing a cool breeze.

Then came his slightly hoarse voice: "I can't bear to part with it."

"I'm sorry, Hanji should have stayed by your side, but when we left the clan, Yuli was still young and had to endure a lot. Now that he's back, I have to do something. It's my responsibility."

As he spoke, his golden-red eyes darkened, and his voice faded into the wind.

Fuying raised an eyebrow slightly, her fingertips touching Wu's chest, and took a small step back.

She looked up and met his beautiful, jewel-like eyes, and chuckled softly, "In your heart, am I such a petty person?"

Before Wu could speak, Fu Ying had already raised her hand and gently stroked his slightly furrowed brows, her voice gentle: "Wu, I understand how you feel. If I were in your shoes, I would have made the same choice, so you don't need to feel guilty."

Looking at Fuying's gentle features, Wu's tense shoulders relaxed.

At this moment, Fu Ying suddenly stood on tiptoe and kissed his smooth jawline, her eyes crinkling with a smile: "And this is the real you, steady and restrained, extremely responsible Wu. Don't worry, I'll wait for you to come back."

Wu's Adam's apple bobbed heavily, and his knuckles trembled slightly as he cupped Fuying's cheek in his palm.

He lowered his head, his thin lips covering her red lips, giving her a gentle kiss, the force as light as a feather, yet carrying the stubbornness unique to the Golden Eagle clan, and just like him, restrained and self-disciplined, almost pious.

Fu Ying looked at his trembling eyelashes, her eyes clear and bright.

The moment Wu opened his eyes, she transformed into a radiant spring, gently biting his lips, her hot breath entering his mouth: "When you come back... let's have a litter of babies, shall we?"

Fu Ying's slender fingers traced his suddenly tense back as she whispered, "Our cubs will surely be like their father, with unyielding spirit and unyielding will, right?"

Her last words were drowned out by their intertwined breaths.

After the kiss, Wu, with heavy, suppressed breathing, solemnly replied, "Okay."

(End of this chapter)