Feng Fuce recalled the journey where he accompanied Bai Zhi'er as she grew up.
She was almost always helping others.
With her precocious wisdom, she was either navigating the court or dealing with family troubles.
Most of the time, she was concerned about the people, doing all the good deeds she could.
She was completely obedient. After the Heavenly Dao fell into a coma, she did not make a fuss and shouldered the heavy responsibilities alone.
When she said a hundred deeds of merit, she meant a hundred, striving hard to reach her goals.
She never confided her difficulties and hardships to Bai Xilie.
Bai Zhi'er was clearly only fifteen years old, yet she bore the responsibility of the entire world.
Feng Fuce realized empathetically how bitter the life his Little Heavenly Dao had lived.
Even while slumbering in this memory, she didn't dare to cry freely.
Clearly, she was afraid.
But she told herself to endure.
