Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter
Chapter 327 - 325: Huya, Coming Back_1

Chapter 327: Chapter 325: Huya, Coming Back_1

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“Your hair is all wet; hurry back home.”

Su Qingluo knew she couldn’t delay any longer.

The longer she lingered at the courtyard gate, the more unwilling Little Prince would be to go home. She patted Soybean’s horse’s head.

Soybean’s strong and slender hooves splashed around the water as it lowered its head to affectionately nuzzle Little Prince’s face. Then, with a long neigh, it raised its front hooves and galloped off like an arrow.

“Xuan’er, the rain is getting heavier. Go back inside quickly.”

Li Xiu’e rushed to the courtyard gate with her umbrella, bent down, picked up Little Prince, and carried him back to the main room.

“Roar, roar.”

Huya shook its big head, watching Little Master’s familiar figure disappearing at the village entrance. With its lantern-like big eyes, it glanced at the woods, then at the small courtyard, instinctively wanting to bolt into the forest.

“Huya, come back.”

Little Prince lifted the door curtain and ran out from the house, calling Huya in a crisp voice.

“Roar, roar.”

The vast mountains were calling to Huya, and it let out a soft, protesting growl.

“Sister said no running around.”

Little Prince deliberately put on a stern face and scolded Huya.

“Deep in the mountains, there are man-eating wolf packs, ferocious leopards, and big black bears. It’s very dangerous for you to go into the mountains alone and run around everywhere.”

Huya was very sensitive to the word “sister”. Hearing Little Prince’s words, it immediately wilted, drooping its big head and walking back to the small courtyard dispiritedly, lying down under the eaves.

“Huya, be good. Just bear with it for a few more days. When Sister comes back, she’ll take you home and replace your parents and siblings. With your parents, you’ll be able to play freely in the depths of the mountains.”

Little Prince hugged Huya’s neck, holding back his reluctance, and comforted it softly.

“Roar, roar.”

Huya understood, affectionately nuzzling his wrist and letting out a joyful roar.

As Su Qingluo predicted, Lin Jinyang couldn’t get his parents’ approval.

Second Aunt Lin, although verbally expressing disdain, still loved her youngest son immensely and wouldn’t tolerate any mishaps.

Second Uncle Lin, on the other hand, was considering Su Qingluo’s best interest and didn’t want her to have a burden on the road.

No one knew better than the father how inexperienced his young son was.

Having never left the protection of his family, attempting to travel alone in the rain on horseback would undoubtedly be a burden.

Wang Meng waited at the ferry crossing with Black Wind, and saw Su Qingluo with Little Kingfisher on her shoulder, riding fast. The Lin’s Residence gate was closed, and there was no sign of Lin Jinyang.

He sighed quietly, hesitated no more, paid the ferry fare, and boarded the boat to cross the river.

Su Qingluo possessed excellent horsemanship, and Wang Meng had a strong bond with Black Wind.

The two spirited horses, thanks to their spiritual power, were in excellent shape with great stamina.

Braving the wind and rain on the rugged mountain road, they galloped at high speed, smoothly stepping on rocks as if flat ground.

It normally took one Shichen to get from Woniu Village to Furong Town by horse carriage, but the two of them reached it in less than half a Shichen.

They took a brief rest in Furong Town, had lunch, then continued on their journey without stopping.

As evening approached, the two fast horses arrived at Mingshui County Town.

Concerned about Lady Sun’s condition, Su Qingluo didn’t rest for a moment and went straight to Sun Clan’s residence.

The imposing main gate of Sun Residence was tightly closed. The fierce stone lions on either side seemed rejuvenated under the washing of rain. With their lantern-like big eyes, they seemed to gaze at the visiting guests.

Su Qingluo and Wang Meng rode their horses to the front gate and dismounted.

Wang Meng took a few steps up the stairs and gently tapped on the door knocker.

“Who is it?”

The doors parted slightly, and a young servant boy peeked out from behind with half of his head, whispering while sizing them up.

Seeing that they were two country kids, he mistook them for villagers delivering goods and disdainfully snorted. He impatiently blurted, “Deliveries go to the back door,” and was about to close the door.