Zhi’er was born with a love for water.
When her mother was pregnant with her, in order to ensure a lifetime of happiness and stability for her,
she implanted the Primordial Spirit of a Jinli into Zhi’er.
Now, in the raging currents of the well, Zhi’er moved as if she was on level ground.
With a small kick of her feet, she swam upwards a bit.
The little one happily floated in the water.
Occasionally, when she looked back, she could see Fifth Brother Bai Fengqing, who had already hit the well wall and fainted.
In his hand, he was still tightly clutching a skeleton.
Zhi’er had no choice but to swim over and grab Bai Fengqing with her small hand.
Feng Fuce looked down from the well mouth, his brows tightly furrowed, eyes dark and cold.
The Eldest Heir Bai Xuanmo couldn’t hold back.
"I’ll jump down to rescue them!"
The dried-up well suddenly gushed with spring water, and their sister’s life was uncertain. They couldn’t wait any longer!
Just then, Feng Fuce raised his hand to stop him.
"No need, they are coming up on their own."
Saying this, Feng Fuce extended his arm into the well water.
Just as Zhi’er floated to the surface with the current, a slender hand grasped her arm.
Then Feng Fuce gently lifted her out, like fishing her out.
Water droplets fell from Zhi’er’s body with a splash.
The little one was still carrying a bundle on her back.
It felt as though she hadn’t fallen into a well but had gone for a swim somewhere and come back up through the well.
With her round and rosy little face, she truly looked adorable.
The little one blinked her bright big eyes, looking at Feng Fuce’s cold brow.
She beamed with a smile: "Hey, Brother Ce is here too!"
Feng Fuce looked at her soaked appearance, and today being the first day of the New Year, it hadn’t yet passed the first month, so naturally, it was cold!
She was drenched, and the breath she exhaled turned to white mist in the air.
"Reckless." Feng Fuce pressed his lips together and placed Zhi’er down, then swiftly took off his own coat and wrapped it around her.
Before Zhi’er could say anything, Big Brother Bai Xuanmo and Fourth Brother Bai Daoyan, who were nearby, also quickly took off their outer garments to dress their sister.
Now the little one was wrapped in three layers, blinking her innocent, pure big eyes, like a little dumpling surrounded by thin skins.
Feng Fuce sized her up, making sure she wasn’t hurt, then frowned at Bai Xuanmo: "Didn’t the Eldest Heir say that the Fifth Heir had also fallen in?"
Bai Xuanmo, his concerned gaze withdrawn from his sister, suddenly remembered: "Oh right! Where’s Fifth Brother?!"
Zhi’er pointed with her small hand: "Brother is still in the water."
Only then did everyone turn back, to find Bai Fengqing floating at the well mouth, his limbs downward.
The fourth son, Bai Daoyan, hurriedly rescued him.
"Fifth Brother! Fifth Brother, wake up!" Bai Daoyan patted Bai Fengqing’s cheek.
Bai Fengqing coughed up some water and slowly regained consciousness.
His bewildered eyes scanned around, then weakly said: "The head... hasn’t fallen off, right..."
Bai Daoyan and Bai Xuanmo were both stunned.
That’s when they noticed that Bai Fengqing’s right hand was holding a skull!
Zhi’er, wrapped in three layers of oversized robes, wobbled over.
The little one’s voice was soft: "Fifth Brother, you’re awesome, you brought Big Sister back up with Zhi’er!"
The fourth son, Bai Daoyan, was full of confusion: "Sister, what exactly happened?"
Where did the skeleton come from? And how did a usually dry abandoned well suddenly gush with such clear spring water?
"After I fell down with Brother, we discovered a big sister who had been dead for many years. She told Zhi’er she was tricked by the Emperor of the former dynasty, believing she could be resurrected, but unfortunately, the former dynasty is gone now."