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Fu Hanwen's eyes held a look that was expected: "Ignore them."
Only fear that they wouldn't come!
Upon reaching a small path more than twenty miles outside the city, Fu Hanwen slowed down his horse's pace. Xiangxiang received a glance from his father and knowingly nodded.
"Mom and Dad, it's so cold, I can't walk anymore. Let's rest here for a while." Xiangxiang said, jumping off the horse regardless of his parents' response, leaned against the snow-covered tree trunk by the path, and warmed his hands with his breath.
The family of three all had sheepskin hot water bottles hanging on their backs and chests. It wasn't as cold as they made it seem. They rested for more than a quarter of an hour while the two people hiding and spying were nearly frozen stiff.
At this moment, Fu Hanwen took something from Xiao Ruo's hand and tossed it to his son.
Xiangxiang caught it with eyes identical to Xiao Ruo's, flashing with mischief.
