Reborn as a beautiful little lucky star

Outside the camp.

The carriage creaked forward, and Mu Xueyan leaned on her mother's shoulder. The mother and daughter said something intimate: "Mom, did Third Uncle really have a good relationship with Murong Hui before? Did they get to the point of discussing marriage?"

"Well, this one should be good."

Yan Junqing recalled the past with a hint of nostalgia: "I remember when I was young, I once went to Wanfo Temple outside of Kyoto and happened to meet the women of the Mu family going up the mountain to worship Buddha. Murong Hui was there at the time. She was still a young girl who had not yet reached the age of marriage, about the same age as your aunt. She followed grandmother and looked very intimate."

"so......"

Mu Xueyan's eyes flickered, revealing a cleverness and cunningness that was incomparable to that of an ordinary girl: "Grandmother really likes Murong Hui to be her daughter-in-law."

Yan Junqing smiled gently: "Mother doesn't know what your grandmother's intentions are."

"The knot in Third Aunt's heart is Murong Hui."

Mu Xueyan sighed like a little adult, and was deeply moved by the emotional entanglement between the three of them: "She always thought that her third uncle married her because she looked like Murong Hui. She had no confidence in their relationship and even thought about committing suicide."

"Is there such a thing?"

Yan Junqing didn't expect that Xuanyuan Xinzi, who was gentle on the outside but strong on the inside, would have such a fierce temper. She was obviously stunned.

"Yeah, I find it hard to understand too."

In her previous life, Mu Xueyan had never been troubled by love, so it was really hard for her to understand why the infatuated men and women in the world would risk their lives for love or not.

"What are you thinking about in your little head?"

Yan Yunqing found it funny, and rubbed her daughter's head lovingly, and teased her with a smile: "Why do you ask this suddenly? Could it be that at such a young age, you already have someone you like and are having emotional troubles?"

"Nah."

Mu Xueyan shook her little head like a rattle, and hurriedly denied: "I don't have anyone I like. I was just thinking about going to Xianjian Villa to see Murong Chen tomorrow, and it made me think of his sister, so I wanted to ask mother about the past between Third Uncle and her."

"Are you going to Xianjian Villa tomorrow?"

Yan Junqing's eyes lit up: "That's great, give your brother some food and tell them that the third brother is back."

"Okay."

Mu Xueyan agreed with a smile: "Mom, prepare whatever you want to bring, and I will send it to my brothers tomorrow morning."

"Are you going alone tomorrow?"

Yan Junqing was worried: "Do you want Yunlong to accompany you?"

"no thanks."

Mu Xueyan raised her eyebrows slightly, a little proud: "Mother, you are still worried about me, I have been to the fairyland, Xianjian Villa is right at the doorstep, are you afraid that I will get lost?"

"You just have to do it."

Yan Junqing smiled helplessly and gave up the idea of ​​continuing to persuade her.

"whee."

Mu Xueyan giggled and rubbed her mother's shoulder affectionately like a kitten.

Yan Junqing hugged her daughter's sweet and soft little body, and her heart softened into a puddle of water.

-

The nights in northern Xinjiang are unusually cold.

A strong wind blew at night, and snowflakes began to fall again.

Xuanyuan Xinzi grew up in Xiliang and had never experienced such extreme cold. Even when curled up in the quilt, she was still shivering with cold.

Mu Xiao sat cross-legged on the cushion to practice. He came back to his senses from meditation and glanced at the bed.

Xuanyuan Xinzi happened to turn over and opened his eyes at this moment.

"It's already three o'clock in the morning, and you're still not asleep?"

The two looked at each other, Mu Xiaowei was stunned for a moment, and stood up from the ground.

"It's so cold."

Xuanyuan Xinzi wrapped herself in a quilt and glanced towards the stove: "Is the fire out? There is no warmth in the bed?"

"is it?"

Upon hearing this, Mu Xiao walked towards the stove, lifted the lid with an iron hook, looked inside, and his expression changed slightly.

The fire in the stove had indeed gone out, leaving only sporadic sparks.

The chimney also became cold and had no temperature at all.

"I'm new here and have no experience. I was careless and focused on practicing. I didn't expect to need more firewood at night."

He smiled helplessly, threw a few pieces of firewood into the stove, and used the Fire Spirit Technique to light it.

"Luckily you're here."

Xuanyuan Xinzi smiled and said, "Otherwise, I would freeze to death if I were alone."

"Is it that exaggerated?"

Mu Xiao curled the corners of his lips slightly, adjusted the lid with an iron hook, and sealed the stove.

"It's just cold."

Xuanyuan Xinzi snorted softly, with a hint of coquettishness.

Mu Xiao's heart skipped a beat.

"Husband, aren't you going to sleep yet?"

Xuanyuan Xinzi moved further into the bed, making as much space as possible.

"sleep."

A soft light flashed in Mu Xiao's eyes. He walked to the bed, blew out the candle, and lay down with his clothes on.

"Husband."

Xuanyuan Xinzi rolled into his arms wrapped in a blanket: "Let's have another baby, okay?"

Mu Xiao's back stiffened, and after a long while he finally spoke: "You want a child?"

"Ah."

Xuanyuan Xinzi was depressed for a moment: "Our son was replaced when he was young, and we have failed to fulfill our responsibilities as parents."

"I want to have another child. This time, I will take good care of him, accompany him, watch him grow up day by day, and make up for the regrets in my heart."

~

Mu Xiao's heart ached involuntarily when she said that her son had been replaced by someone else.

Perhaps, this is the blood relationship!

He sighed softly, unable to bear to refuse: "If you want it, take it."

"Brother Xiao, do you agree?"

Xuanyuan Xinzi looked up in surprise, and the corner of her lips accidentally rubbed his chin.

"Ah."

Mu Xiao's heart was moved. He hugged the soft and fragrant body tightly in his arms and kissed her lips.

~

The wind was howling and snowflakes were flying all night long.

At dawn, the snow stopped.

A red sun slowly rises from the horizon, and it is magnificent against the backdrop of white snow.

The sentry on duty in the barracks blew the horn early in the morning.

The soldiers heard the order and got up early in the morning to train.

The whole barracks suddenly became noisy.

Mu Xiao heard the command and suddenly opened his eyes.

His body's instinctive reaction made him throw back the quilt, get dressed and get out of bed in an instant.

Xuanyuan Xinzi shivered from the cold air and opened his eyes.

"Brother Xiao, where are you going?"

She stretched out her lotus-like white arms from under the quilt and tried to grab his sleeves, but she shivered in the cold air in the room and pulled her arms back.

"You can sleep a little longer."

Mu Xiao added some more firewood to the stove to make the room as quiet as possible: "There's a horn outside, I'll go out and take a look."

"Ah."

Xuanyuan Xinzi thought of his gentleness last night, and she felt more confident. Her cheeks turned red as if they were stained with rouge.

Her shy and charming look makes people's hearts flutter.

A soft light flashed in Mu Xiao's eyes. He covered the stove and carefully tucked the quilt into her before turning around and leaving.

Xuanyuan Xinzi watched him close the door, yawned sleepily, wrapped himself in the quilt, and closed his eyes peacefully again.