"Sister, please don't conflict with anyone because of me."
Lin Yixuan leaned forward, nuzzling his sister's shoulder lovingly, tears falling uncontrollably: "The people don't know the truth. I don't care what they say. All I care about is sister."
"Yixuan."
Heartache twisted within Lin Qingluo as she drew the crying young boy into her arms, her eyes blurred with tears.
*
Maodou, Heidou and Lin Yixuan shared a deep bond. The two brothers, fearing that he would have a restless sleep due to his sorrow, secretly snuck into his room at night to accompany him.
Lin Yixuan's eyes twinkled with gratitude as he made room on his bed, bunching up with the two brothers to sleep.
A sense of relief settling in her heart, Lin Qingluo entered the Blessed Land to pick some Spirit Peaches, intending to cook some Spirit Peach and Spirit Rice porridge to replenish his vitality and rejuvenate his spirit.
"Master's here."