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Upon hearing this, Xiangxiang said, "Uncle Yuan Xiao, you take Ah Ji back first; my father and I will return later."
He could hold on, but Yuan Hongji's body was already frozen stiff. If he stayed longer, he might freeze to death.
Fu Hanwen hesitated for a moment, "Let's all go back."
When Yuan Hongliang disappeared, the Northern Lands hadn't snowed yet. Now, the heavy snow had covered all traces and clues. If they continued searching aimlessly, they wouldn't discover anything.
Murong Xin, seeing them return, directly poured several bowls of wine and brought them to them, "Quick, drink some wine to warm up."
Yuan Hongji frowned, his face purple, "Shouldn't you drink ginger soup to warm up?"
"Thank you, Aunt Xin." Xiangxiang took the wine, tilted his head, and drank it in one gulp, coughing violently and only recovering after a while.
