By the time Shen Zhiheng was pulled between the two of them and separated from Xiao Yanyue's sight, he had fully accepted Shen Xingmian's statement.

Yes, I keep using the honorific title here and there, which creates a sense of distance.

Although His Highness is the eldest grandson of the Emperor, he is still only nine years old. He is at an age that requires care and love from his elders.

At his age, he has already become a confirmed traitor, so why not simply be more magnanimous and stop clinging to these falsehoods, thereby avoiding appearing pedantic.

Shen Xingmian was much more proficient in doing it this time than last time, at least he didn't feel panic anymore.

I almost know where to cut and how deep to cut, and my hands are quite stable.

It didn't take five minutes for the entire operation to be over. Because his superpowers had slightly improved, he became even more comfortable at healing such small wounds.

Shen Xingmian breathed a long sigh of relief, raised his arm to wipe the non-existent sweat on his forehead, and said in a relaxed tone: "Okay!"

To the two people standing next to each other, these words were like the sound of nature.

As a beneficiary, Xiao Yanyue was reluctant to ask questions. As a member of the family, Shen Zhiheng certainly had no such concerns, so he asked, "Good boy, is this all right?!"

"Of course, Grandpa, why don't you believe me?"

Shen Xingmian raised his eyebrows playfully as he asked. His expression was extremely lively and he looked completely different from the fierce look he had just now.

Xiao Yanyue suddenly dared not look directly at Shen Xingmian who was so agile.

It was obvious that since childhood, the most important thing he lacked was praise, but in front of this person, he didn't have much confidence.

I was anxious to get out of bed today because I was flustered and worried that my decision was just wishful thinking and actually not worthy at all.

He had never thought before that as the eldest grandson of the emperor of Linyue Kingdom, who was famous for his precocious wisdom, one day he would feel that he was not worthy of someone.

It turns out that what is said in the book is correct. The emotion of "liking" can really make people feel inferior.

His eyes, which were bright just now because his ankle injury was cured, suddenly dimmed, as if the fire of hope was extinguished.

Shen Xingmian had been paying attention to him, wanting to see how excited the child would be when he heard the good news. As a result, he was excited for a while and then became depressed?

This unscientific.

She reached out and poked his soft but not too round face. Shen Xingmian wondered: "Why are you still not happy and pretending to be serious? Okay, don't think about unhappy things. It has stopped raining outside and the air is very nice." , take you out for a while."

After saying that, he bent down and was ready to hug someone.

"No, I'm very heavy. Let Grandpa Shen help me." Xiao Yanyue quickly stopped him.

After thinking about something, he could no longer accept being held by Shen Xingmian like this.

It's all the other way around. I'm afraid it won't be easy to go back to the right way in the future. He doesn't want to be just a younger brother who needs to be taken care of in her heart.

Being taken care of by her grandfather was a little easier to accept.

From the moment he made that plan, he didn't want to be just a "child" in her eyes. When he recovered, he wanted to practice martial arts with Grandpa Shen every day. He wanted to be tall enough to be able to lift her with one hand. .

Seeing her grandpa pick up the child, Shen Xingmian quickly moved the chair and placed it outside on the verandah. It was not exposed to the sun but could feel the breeze after the rain. It was very comfortable.

"Grandpa, go and get down to business. As long as I'm here, there won't be any problems." Shen Xingmian patted his chest and promised solemnly.

This is the treasure of the entire Linyue Kingdom, and it needs to be taken good care of.

Although I have been told that "all living beings are equal" since I was a child, I do as the Romans do. Here, people do have distinctions between high and low due to their different statuses.

She had no intention of popularizing modern theories here. It would be too difficult and tiring to brainwash the entire world by one person.

Whatever is here, she will follow. It is easier to cultivate an excellent wise man than to be crazy and obsessed with the equality movement.

probably.

She didn't plan to do anything too complicated, so that her family could walk freely in the world without having to bear the stigma of "disloyalty" and "treason". She could just be a little salty who eats and sleeps every day. Fish.

She was still looking forward to such leisurely and comfortable days.

"I'll call you Yan Yue from now on. Your Highness or something like that. Calling you is too distant, what do you think?" Shen Xingmian tried to get closer to the human cub.

After all, she lived to be in her twenties in her last life. In her eyes, the nine-year-old Xiao Yanyue was really just a human cub.

He is still very pitiful and painful, after all, other children have not suffered so much.

"Ah, of course, very good... very good!"

As if to emphasize, Xiao Yanyue even said "very good" twice. His attitude made Shen Xingmian quite comfortable. After worrying so much about him, it was not in vain.

"Then can I call you 'Mianmian'?"

Before Shen Xingmian could refuse, he added: "This is only fair. We are peers and should call each other this way."

Shen Xingmian originally wanted to say that even calling her sister would take advantage of you, but when she thought about her body, she was only twelve years old, and indeed not much older than him, so she could only agree angrily.

Seeing that she agreed, Xiao Yanyue quietly tilted her head, pursed her lips and smiled softly.

His gloomy life seemed to have suddenly shone with a beam of light, bringing new life to the gray cliff like a dead tree blooming with spring.

Deep down in his heart, he seemed to be very happy.

He no longer thought about those heavy hatreds. He just wanted to cherish this rare bit of joy under the porch after the rain.

The road ahead will be difficult, and he still doesn’t know what he will encounter. This rare sweetness will be the motivation for him to persevere.

"By the way, you may encounter many dangerous situations in the future, and I may not be able to take care of you every time, so I give this to you, here."

What she held in her hand was a delicate and sharp dagger, which she had specially strengthened with the metal power. It had blown hair and broken hair, and there were blood grooves on both sides. It looked very cool with the cold light.

Xiao Yanyue took the dagger in surprise, holding it with one hand and gently stroking it with the other hand, cherishing it with great caution.

Afraid that the child would take it too seriously and be reluctant to use it, Shen Xingmian also emphasized: "I still have a lot of daggers like this. Use it when you should use it, but don't be reluctant to part with it."

After saying that, she scratched her head in embarrassment. What are you talking about? She is from a royal family after all. What good things have she never seen?

Why would you be reluctant to use a small dagger?

It’s really too much to worry about.

But she thought so because his attitude was so cautious and cherishing that she, the gift-giver, couldn't help but say strange things.

"Thank you Mianmian, I will remember it."

Xiao Yanyue raised her head and gave her a shy and confusing smile, which almost shook Shen Xingmian's mind.

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