Qing Luan

After the white-robed woman finished speaking, a gust of wind appeared in the palace and gently blew the talisman.

She could feel the wind gently surrounding her. She could even feel the wind kissing her cheek. Yunbao giggled.

After fooling around, Yunbao lay on the white-robed woman's lap and said, "Then how should I address you?"

The woman in white stroked Yunbao's head. "My name is Qing Luan. You can call me whatever you want. Although you already have a mother, you will always be my child."

Yunbao thought about it and said, "Then I'll call you Auntie too. That's how I call Aunt Purple."

Qing Luan nodded. "Alright."

Yunbao happily lay in Qing Luan's arms, acting coquettishly like she was beside Gu Teng.

Qing Luan patted her back and said, "My child, I will always protect you. When you grow up, we will be able to truly meet."

"You all talk about growing up. When will I grow up?" Yunbao asked.