Reborn as a beautiful little lucky star

"You."

Mu Xueyan pinched his little cheeks and scolded him with a smile: "You are so naughty at such a young age. How naughty will you be when you grow up?"

"Yan Bao is not naughty. Yan Bao listens to his master."

The Fire Spirit smiled slyly and tried to please the Master: "I promise I won't make the Master angry like the Mirror Spirit did."

"Ah."

Mu Xueyan laughed again and chuckled: "You really are good at pulling others down and elevating yourself."

"Hahaha."

Silver Dragon was delighted to hear this and laughed happily.

"hey-hey."

The fire spirit was not ashamed but proud of it, grinning and laughing.

Xuanyuan Xinzi witnessed with her own eyes that the silver dragon had the elves as company and that every day was not boring and that he lived a very comfortable life, so she felt relieved and burst into laughter.

Mu Xueyan left the Shenyu Space with the couple. Without staying any longer, she came to the courtyard where she was staying alone.

-

Listen to Yuxuan.

Qin doted on her eldest granddaughter and left the best courtyard in her new home to Mu Xueyan.

Tingyuxuan is next to the lotus pond, and there is a century-old redbud tree in the yard.

The time when spring and summer meet is the season when redbud flowers bloom.

The trees are full of flowers in full bloom, which is a beautiful sight.

"Master, there is a light in the wing."

"I don't know who is there, I'll go check it out..."

Mu Xueyan came to her own courtyard. Shi Bao noticed a faint light in the side room and volunteered to lead the way for his master.

"Could it be the maid who serves the master?"

The mirror spirit was unwilling to be left behind, so it also flew out from the space and scrambled to fly into the courtyard.

"No."

Shi Bao spoke before his master: "The master said that he doesn't want a maid to serve him, and the old lady didn't arrange anyone in the yard."

"Who could that be?"

Jing Ling was alert: "He is not sleeping in the middle of the night and runs into the master's yard. Could he be a flower thief?"

"what."

Shi Bao almost burst out laughing: "Your train of thought is different from others. The flower thief turned on the light to attract people. Could it be that this thief is looking for death?"

"Maybe it's just that his brain isn't working very well?"

The mirror spirit didn't believe it, so he flew over first and broke into the room.

"Boom."

With a loud bang, the door panel was broken and collapsed.

Yan Yunqing's terrified scream was heard in the room.

"Hey, this guy, he gets itchy if he doesn't get into trouble..."

Shi Bao held his forehead helplessly and silently lit a candle for him.

"Mother, did it hit you?"

Mu Xueyan's face changed when she heard the voice, and she rushed into the room like a gust of wind.

"No, it didn't hit..."

Yan Junqing was so frightened that her face turned pale.

"Mirror, spirit."

Mu Xueyan glared angrily and clenched her fingers.

"Master, you should go to bed early. I will keep watch for you."

The Mirror Spirit knew that he had caused trouble and dared not talk back to his master, so he slipped away quickly.

Before Mu Xueyan could answer, she turned into a stream of light and flew out of the room, disappearing without a trace.

"Forget it, mother is fine."

Yan Junqing found it funny and tried to excuse her: "Don't blame her. She only barged in rashly because she cares about you."

"She just needs to be dealt with."

Mu Xueyan was still angry, but she endured it again and again, and finally suppressed the urge to abuse him.

"Mother was thinking of helping you clean up the house."

Yan Yunqing looked at the broken wooden door, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "That's good now. The door is broken, there's no need to clean it up. You can go back to Lanxin Garden with mother. Just sleep with mother tonight, and find someone to fix the door tomorrow."

"Okay."

Mu Xueyan's eyes lit up, and she was very surprised: "I haven't slept with my mother for a long time. I miss my childhood so much, when I could be with my mother every day..."

"Time flies by so fast. In a blink of an eye, you have all grown up, and mom has also grown old."

Yan Junqing raised her eyes and looked at her daughter who was more than a head taller than her, her heart and eyes filled with doting.

"Mother isn't old at all."

Mu Xueyan hugged her mother affectionately, her lips licking honey sweetly: "You still have charm and temperament, and you are prettier than a girl of seventeen or eighteen."

"You."

Yan Jun listened with joy and subconsciously reached out to poke her forehead.

The next second, it was awkward.

My daughter is too tall, and she can’t reach it even if she stands on tiptoe.

"Cough cough."

Mu Xueyan wanted to laugh but didn't dare to, and it was very difficult to hold it back.

"You bastard..."

Yan Junqing was a little puzzled: "Why is he so tall?"

"I am practicing both physical training and magic..."

Mu Xueyan explained with a wry smile: "So I am taller than people of my age."

"He's so tall."

Yan Yunqing was a little depressed: "It will be difficult to find a suitable husband in the future."

"I won't marry."

Mu Xueyan blurted out without thinking.

"How can you not marry?"

Yan Junqing's smile froze, and her eyes showed surprise.

"Ahem, let's talk about this later."

Mu Xueyan coughed twice and decisively diverted her mother's attention: "It's been a tiring day. I'm so sleepy. I really want to sleep."

"Go to bed first."

Yan Junqing was so heartbroken that she immediately forgot about getting married.

"Uh-huh."

Mu Xueyan was secretly delighted. She took her mother's arm and the two of them went back to Lanxinyuan together.

-

Yan Junqing was in a very good mood with her daughter by her side. She lay on the bed and fell asleep quickly.

What she didn't know was that after she fell asleep, Mu Xueyan quietly got up from the bed, slipped out of the yard alone, and returned to Tingyuxuan.

"Come out, I've seen you."

"Don't hide secretly. You are the prince of the fox clan. You broke into the boudoir at night and were caught red-handed as a thief. If the news gets out, won't people laugh at you?"

The branches and leaves of the Bauhinia flower trembled, and the moment she revealed the identity of the person who came, a figure with snow-white hair and unparalleled charm appeared.

Hu Qianqiu looked at her coldly with his golden eyes.

It seems to be saying, just because you are a tomboy without any femininity, are you worthy enough for me to lower my status and become a flower thief?

"Ah."

For some reason, Mu Xueyan understood what he meant in an instant. She snorted with disdain and retorted, "I am a tomboy, so what? If you don't like me, don't come. No one invited you. It's you who stayed up late at night and ran to someone else's house to be an eyesore..."

Hu Qianqiu's handsome face darkened: "Don't you know why this prince came here?"

"I don't know. What's the matter?"

Mu Xueyan asked jokingly, "You are the flower thief, not me. Why should I know your intentions?"

When Hu Qianqiu heard the flower thief's face darkened, he asked sternly, "The person who appeared in the Heart-Searching Pavilion, isn't it you?"

"Oh, you're talking about this..."

Mu Xueyan dragged out her words, pretending to have suddenly realized something: "Yes, I went to the Heart-to-Heart Pavilion with my elder brother. I wanted to seek advice there, but it was a pity that the place was abandoned and there was no sign of anyone."

"What do you want to ask?"

A faint light flashed across Hu Qianqiu's golden eyes.

"The fox tribe's transformation technique."

Mu Xueyan did not hide anything and spoke frankly.