Fu Huaichu walked steadily, yet the slight trembling of his fingertips had already exposed the turmoil within.
From the first glance he laid on the two children, for some unknown reason, a strong emotion surged in his heart, feeling as if it were a tie of blood from the mysterious Netherworld, or maybe some other cause. He felt an immediate and intense bond with the two exquisitely beautiful children.
"Your Highness, should we send someone to investigate?" An Ying, who had also noticed their master behaving unusually, asked, "What if it's just a coincidence?"
"First, let's follow and see," Fu Huaichu followed Zhezhi and Zheye at a steady pace. "If, back then, she..."
Pain and desolation fleetingly crossed his expression.
The two children looked to be around three or four years old, walking hand in hand, their steps not quick while two servants trailed behind them. Fu Huaichu and An Ying kept their distance, wary of being discovered.
