Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
After finishing the bear paw, Muyan was about to get up when Xiaobao offered her a wet towel.
He was only a four-year-old child, but he held her slender hand and helped wipe the oil off her delicate fingers like a real miniature adult.
Muyan couldn’t help embracing the little man in her arms, rubbing his cheeks and kissing them over and over again. “Baby~ My little sweetheart, how could I live without you?”
Xiaobao leaned into Muyan’s fragrant arms with his little red face, murmuring with a tiny voice, “I’ll never leave you, Mommy.”
As Muyan was about to continue teasing her beautiful son, all of a sudden, the sky in the distance lit up with a colorful glow.
Muyan narrowed her eyes slightly and let go of Xiaobao, looking into the distance. Then a faint smile curled up at the corners of her mouth.
“Mommy?”
Muyan lowered her head and casually said, “Baby, we’ve been hiding in the mountains long enough. Do you want to go out and see the outside world with Mommy?”
Xiaobao asked, “Go out to the town?”
“Not just the town.” Jun Muyan shook her head. “We’ll leave this cave and go far away. Mommy has something she needs to do.”
Xiaobao was a little confused but still nodded. “I’ll stay with Mommy no matter where she goes.”
Muyan cupped Xiaobao’s face with two hands and kissed both his cheeks then picked him up and looked at the cave behind her reluctantly.
This spiritual vein was a really good place to cultivate, but she had to leave now.
Gong Qianxue, Jianfeng, Jinhong School (Golden Rainbow School), Heavenly Dao Sect… and all those people who harmed her in her previous life.
Hehe, I wonder if you’re ready or not?
I’m Jun Muyan, and I’m back.
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One spring afternoon, the warm wind drifted past gently, carrying over an intoxicating floral scent.
The pounding of horses’ hooves came from the distance, pressing and disorderly.
As the sound drew closer, you could see it was a group of men in tight, black, flying fish suits.
The head of the group was a middle-aged man in his thirties with a pale face and a pair of piercing eyes.
This man had reached the Mystic Level.
Suddenly, the middle-aged man reined in his horse and his eyes looked in the direction of a huge banyan tree.
“Lord, what’s the matter?”
The middle-aged man didn’t say anything, but he quickly jumped off his horse and walked to the banyan tree.
When he saw what was under the banyan tree clearly, the middle-aged man took in a slight breath.
“Ah, what a beautiful girl and kid.” One of the middle-aged man’s people couldn’t help but exclaim.
That was right. Under that banyan tree lay a young girl about seventeen to eighteen years old and a very cute little boy who was as adorable as an angel.
The two of them leaned against the banyan tree’s trunk, head to head, sleeping like logs. The young girl’s long hair fell down freely, revealing her astonishingly pretty face, charming enough to redden the faces of passersby and quicken their heartbeats.
The man gulped. “Lor… Lord, do you want to bring this girl back? If Prince Third sees her, he would be crazily happy, right?”
The middle-aged man considered it silently for a moment then waved his hand and said, “Bring her back; don’t bruise her skin.”
Prince Third would go crazy if he saw such snow-and-jade-like, flawless skin bruised even a little.
The horses hadn’t gone far before they caught sight of a splendid carriage.
The carriage, drawn by eight horses, was divided into three spaces.
The man sitting in the carriage was called Luo Beiyu, the third son of the king of Chiyan State, namely, the above-mentioned Prince Third.
At that moment, opposite Luo Beiyu was seated a beautiful and petite young girl.
The girl was only wearing gauze, with her snow-white skin and exquisite body peeking out from time to time.
She was extremely attractive.