Reborn as a beautiful little lucky star

Liu slaughtered a black-bone chicken, added some blood ginseng, and cooked a pot of delicious chicken soup.

After Xuanyuan Xinzi woke up, she drank chicken soup and had enough milk to feed her daughter.

Mu Xiao personally gave his daughter a nice name, Mu Xueruo.

The old lady was filled with joy, and the whole family was in high spirits.

After everything was settled, the family moved back to Kyoto City, and the matter of Mu Yunxu returning to his ancestral home was officially put on the agenda.

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The eighth day of the first lunar month is an auspicious day.

Three horse-drawn carriages stopped at the gate of the Mu family's courtyard. Villagers from all over the place came when they heard the news.

They beat drums and gongs to see the Mu family off.

"Sister Yan, are you really leaving?"

Xu Siheng was involved in this and felt very heavy-hearted.

The eleven-year-old boy felt the sadness of separation for the first time.

With his shoulders hunched, he seemed to be unable to cry and looked listless, which moved everyone.

"Yeah, I'm leaving."

Mu Xueyan straightened her back and patted his shoulder like a little adult: "I'm really leaving this time and I won't be coming back."

"Is there nothing in the Northern Frontier worth your nostalgia?"

Xu Siheng lowered his eyelids, trying hard not to let the tears fall.

"Yes, I have!"

Mu Xue's eyes were filled with smiles.

Xu Siheng's eyes lit up, and before he could ask, he heard her say, "The vast fertile fields in the northern border, the countless medicinal herbs, and the delicious roasted hare are all very worthwhile for me to stay."

"Go, go, go."

Xu Siheng was furious and pushed the man away: "I misjudged you. The friendship we have had since childhood is not as good as a roasted hare."

"Okay, then I'm really leaving."

Mu Xueyan laughed secretly and really ran away smiling.

"Heartless little girl."

Xu Siheng subconsciously took two steps after her, but he was not as fast as her. He could only watch her slip into the crowd like a slippery catfish and disappear.

-

"Tsk tsk, this is what we call childhood sweethearts..."

"Can't a childhood sweetheart keep his childhood sweetheart?"

"Green plums are worse than the ones that fall from the sky series."

"Green plums are so sour and not tasty."

"Hiss, don't say it's sour, my teeth are falling out."

All the fellow disciples from Xianjian Villa sat on the roof to watch the show.

Young boys with overflowing hormones can also become gossipy and tell jokes that they think are humorous.

Instead of making others laugh, I ended up making myself laugh.

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"You are such heartless guys!"

When Xu Siheng heard the discussions behind his back, he instantly lost his sentimental mood. He turned around, gritted his teeth, and gave them a lion roar.

"Just watch the show, ok? From now on, don't even think about asking me to spend a penny on you guys, drinking, watching shows, or visiting brothels! Forget it!"

"Hey, don't worry."

"Good Junior Brother, we are wrong, okay?"

"Brother apologizes to you."

"You can choose not to listen to the opera, but you must drink the wine."

"I have to visit brothels too.... Ahem, if I don't want to visit, then I won't. No oiran likes me anyway."

"Hahahahaha..."

A group of fellow disciples shamelessly jumped down from the eaves, making jokes and grinning, trying to cheer him up.

"Forget it, I won't bother with you guys anymore, let's go drink."

Xu Siheng was indeed comfortable with it. With a generous wave of his hand, he found the feeling of spending money like water and using money to control the world as a rich young man.

"Let's go."

"Drink, drink."

"Let's go together."

"You won't come home until you're drunk!"

When a group of fellow disciples heard about drinking, their eyes lit up and they started to make a noise.

Xu Siheng took one last look at the direction the convoy was leaving and muttered a few words silently, as if he was saying goodbye to his childhood self.

"Everyone has gone far away, don't look at it anymore."

The Li Xun brothers put their hands on his shoulders and forced him to turn around.

"Don't look at it."

Xu Siheng struggled in vain and smiled in relief: "It's useless to watch, drinking is more enjoyable."

"now it's right."

Li Xun hooked his neck and laughed: "You finally figured it out. A good man has ambitions in all directions. There is no need to hang himself on a tree."

"In the future, we brothers will go to the fairyland together and do a great job. As long as you are strong enough, you can have any woman you want. By then, even if a beautiful woman throws herself into your arms, you won't be bothered..."

-

"well said!"

"Let's go to the fairyland together, brothers."

"Let's do it with a bang."

"Make a name for yourself."

"The six members of Xianjian Villa must make a name for themselves in the fairyland."

"Let everyone know how powerful we are!"

All the fellow disciples were moved by Li Xun's words and responded loudly at the top of their lungs.

"it is good."

Xu Siheng's depression was swept away: "We agreed to go to the fairyland together, and you are not allowed to regret it."

"No regrets!"

"for sure!"

The rest of the brothers responded in unison, their emotions soaring in an instant and reaching a peak.

-

"These little bastards."

On the eaves not far away, Ji Feiyang swung the wine gourd in his hand and jokingly said, "It's just a drink, but you made it like a swearing-in ceremony, with so much nonsense."

"The convoy has left, what are you still doing sitting here?"

The mirror spirit appeared out of nowhere and turned into a charming and enchanting beauty.

"I found that you really like to hang around me."

Ji Feiyang was so frightened that the wine gourd almost flew out of his hand.

"You're funnier."

The mirror spirit spoke frankly, without any intention of hiding anything: "It will be fun to follow you."

Ji Feiyang was speechless: "What's so good about a drunkard?"

"Other drunks are boring."

The mirror spirit looked at him with interest: "You got drunk and became very courageous. You dared to call Hu Qianqiu a brother and challenged an entire military camp alone."

Ji Feiyang's old face turned red. He put the wine gourd into the storage ring, turned over and jumped off the eaves.

"Hey, where are you going?"

The mirror spirit wanted to have fun and kept chasing him.

"Drive the car, be the driver."

Ji Feiyang used the Phantom Step and ran quickly across the vast snowfield. After a while, he caught up with the caravan and sat on the shaft of the first carriage.

"Oh, so you are the coolie chosen by the master?"

The mirror spirit followed closely and jokingly said, "How does it feel to travel a thousand miles alone with no one cheering you on?"

"I like this kind of free and easy life without any restrictions."

Ji Feiyang flicked the whip comfortably and let the horse walk forward leisurely: "It would be more perfect if there wasn't some noisy woman nagging in my ear."

"The master asked me to stay and supervise you."

Jing Ling rolled her eyes and deliberately insulted him: "Because someone might get drunk and make mistakes, and let others know that there is no one in the carriage."

"I thank you."

Ji Feiyang rolled his eyes and was speechless at the bad-mouthed mirror.

"The master has probably arrived in Kyoto City by now."

The mirror spirit had no sense of being annoying at all, and continued to talk to herself, smiling smugly: "It only took the blink of an eye to go back and forth."