"Yes, Shallow Ink." Mu Xiyu gently leaned her shoulders on Lou Qianmo's shoulders, with a happy smile on her face.

In this way, time flew by, and another three years passed.

Spring is quietly coming, the wind blowing through the green leaves, becoming extraordinarily gentle, the sun has become warm, and the green leaves are holding up the delicate flower bones. In the breeze, they swayed gently and smiled shyly.

In the blue sky, there are white and flawless clouds. They have no lines, as if they were rendered with only paint, blending with each other.

A kite shaped like a flame hangs high in the air, accompanied by a gentle water-like chuckle and a childish bird's laughter.

Under the blue sky, a tall and a short figure is constantly chasing the kite.

"Yan'er, slow down!" Dressed in a blue purple butterfly dark gauze skirt, with long jet-black hair curled into a butterfly bun with a blue hosta with a white jade bead tassel, a pair of eyes as clear as the sky were full of joy, looking no more than in her early twenties, the stunning-looking woman lifted the skirt and trotted loudly.

"Mother, you're chasing me!" The boy who ran in front of Mu Xiyu looked back and smiled mischievously at her, what kind of pink face it was, it seemed that there was no gender limit.

The fleshy face, white as snow, slightly red cheeks, and a pair of obsidian-like peach blossom eyes, with a natural charm, makes people's hearts ripple.

The short black hair, slightly curled against the cheeks, is like a poor little sheep, which makes people itch to watch.

The boy looked very small, seemed to be only three years old, and although his facial features had not fully grown, he was six points similar to Lou Qianmo.

"Yan'er, I caught you!" Mu Xiyu hugged Lou Xiyan, smiling as bright as the sun.

"I was caught by my mother again." Lou Xiyan's hand, which was originally holding the kite string, suddenly let go, and the flame kite quickly floated into the distance.

"Ah, kite......" Mu Xiyu looked at the sky in a daze.

"Mother, let's go back." Lou Xiyan hugged Mu Xiyu tightly and murmured softly.

He wanted to hold Mu Xiyu with both hands more than a kite, so he let go.

"Okay." Mu Xiyu smiled and picked Lou Xiyan up, and then walked towards Yanming Palace.

She gave birth to Lou Xiyan in the middle of the night three years ago.

She still remembers the scene of that day, when she was asleep, and suddenly felt that someone was calling her in her ear, and it was a young and soft boy's voice.

He seemed to be saying, "Mother, I'm coming out, wake up." ”

Mu Xiyu woke up suddenly, only to see that his stomach was emitting a strong colorful light.

At this time, Lou Qianmo, who had been in a light sleep since Mu Xiyu was pregnant, also woke up.

"Light rain?!" Lou Qianmo looked at her stomach in shock, and in the next second, under their extremely shocked gaze, a colorful light cluster appeared from Mu Xiyu's belly, and her originally erect big belly gradually deflated.

In an instant, he became a small waist before pregnancy, and it seemed that he had never been pregnant.

Mu Xiyu stretched out his arm a little stunned, the colorful light cluster dispersed, and a baby boy as smooth as white jade appeared.

'Mother, we finally met. ’

"Yan'er?!" Feeling this familiar immature child's voice, Mu Xiyu's blue eyes widened in shock.

She didn't see the baby boy speak, so he was communicating with her directly?!

This, how is it possible......

Lou Qianmo also looked incredulous, because he also heard the baby boy's call.