When Little Moon saw An Xijie's expression suddenly dimming, she couldn't help but feel guilty. She only cared about having fun, but she never thought that her mother would be worried, or that the far away Xi Dynasty had been waiting for them.

relatives. She is Wujiang’s sister, but Wujiang always lets her...

Little Moon suddenly felt a little embarrassed and said softly to An Xishui: "Mom, I won't run around anymore. I will be obedient."

An Xishu smiled and patted her shoulder: "Yeah."

An Xici went to find Yuye: "Uncle, can you draw a portrait for me?"

Yuye was surprised: "Portrait? Yours?"

An Xici wanted a portrait, why didn't he ask Mo Yan?

"Boundless." An Xici said.

An Xici suddenly mentioned Wujiang, and Yuye was also a little silent. In the blink of an eye, he has been gone for so long, and he still doesn't know what is happening to the Xi Dynasty now. Wujiang is a sensible child, but he is not at all as naughty as he was when he was a child. The environment

Sometimes, it can really affect a person. Wujiang has to bear the burden of the entire Xi Dynasty since he was born, and reality cannot tolerate his naughty and willful behavior.

As a mother, An Xibi must feel distressed! She cannot give Wujiang more happiness.

"Okay." Yuye nodded, remembering that Wujiang, who was similar to An Xishui, must be a stunning young man now.

He raised his pen, but before he could put it down, An Xici suddenly said: "Forget it, stop drawing."

Yuye was puzzled: "What's wrong?"

An Xici shook her head: "It's nothing, stop drawing."

She is already so guilty, let alone Ah Yan?

An Xici suddenly thought, if Wujiang's portrait was seen by A Yan, how guilty would he be? A Yan had already shouldered enough, but if she didn't want to, he would bear even more.

An Xici turned around and left Yuye's room. Only then did Yuye understand why she opened her mouth and then suddenly said forget it.

Nowadays, Xi'er is becoming more and more sensible and considerate of others.

Who says Xi'er doesn't understand feelings? She is just loving the person she loves in her own way. Moreover, her heart is too small to accommodate that person, so she can never see her again.

Someone else!

Mo Yan was so lucky to meet her so early, to enter her heart like that, and to occupy her everything.

An Xijian returned to the room and found Mo Yan playing the piano.

He hadn't played the piano for a long time, but the familiar voice still made An Xixi calm down and wait quietly for him to finish playing a piece of music.

After the song, Mo Yan asked her with a smile: "After listening to the sound of the piano for so many years, what did you hear?"

An Xijie's black line: "...expose others but don't expose shortcomings."

Mo Yan laughed softly.

Yuye told him that An Xibi had been listening to the sound of the piano for nine years in the palace of the Xi Dynasty. The piano player even fell in love with her. Unfortunately, An Xibi never listened to the piano.

His silly Xi'er.

An Xici walked over and sat down next to him. When she saw the piano on the table, she said, "This is not your piano."

Mo Yan nodded: "I found it in the Netherworld Palace's warehouse, and its name is..."

An Xici waited for him to speak, but he stopped.

"What's it called?" An Xici was curious.

"My name is...Xi Xi." Mo Yan said seriously.

An Xibi: "...You just thought about it on the spur of the moment!"

"What do you think of Xi'er?" Mo Yan asked her.
Chapter completed!