"Mother."

Miao Yin's figure paused slightly.

"Aren't you very busy now?"

Miao Yin lowered her eyes and nodded hesitantly.

Yin Chi turned the jade cup in his hand, raised his head and curved his clear eyes that were similar to Miao Yin, smiled at Miao Yin who was standing in front of him a little uneasy, tilted his head, and the tender voice revealed A bit of attachment and gentleness:

"Xing Yun is a girl who is very tired to take care of me. Mother can come and see when she is free. It's time for you to fulfill your responsibilities as a mother."

It was not at that moment when he was young that he needed to practice to warn himself to become stronger before he could protect his mother's children.

Since he will regain his memory and strength sooner or later, he can enjoy it with peace of mind.

Anyway, his titular uncle would no longer appear.

Hearing this, Miao Yinmei's eyes were filled with tears that could not fall, she took a breath, and answered with a choked sobs.

"it is good!"

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Ten years later.

"Ah!"

The grown-up Xing Yun stood by the door, holding a bowl of bitter-looking brown soup in her hand, her beautiful bright eyes filled with worry.

Since that day, Mother Mother has been a lot more frank, and will bring a lot of things to see them when she has time, but after all, she is the leader of the fox clan, and the time she can spare is still limited.

Perhaps because of the technique, Young Master Yinchi's body became very weak, not to mention that his cultivation would not progress, his body would not grow taller, and he could only maintain the appearance of his childhood.

Although Young Master Yinchi looks the most adorable in the world now, Young Master Yinchi's body is too weak. Although he has never suffered from serious illnesses, there are countless minor illnesses. Xingyun is in a state of distressing his young master every day.

What is the reason?

It has been ten years, and Young Master Yinchi has not recovered to become Lord Yinchi.

Although ten years are just a snap for youkai.

But what if she dies and Young Master Yinchi hasn't recovered yet?

Or, is it because she hasn't died yet that Master Yinchi hasn't recovered?

Xingyun still doesn't know the function of that spell.

No one told her in detail.

She only knew that Lord Yinchi gave her the remaining eight drops of blood, and she was able to survive again.

Yin Chi's small face, which was reddish from fever, was pink, her pale cherry pink lips were slightly open, and her thick and long eyelashes cast a small shadow under her eyelids.

Because of the fever, those glass-like silver-purple eyes were covered with a shallow layer of water mist, the small ears were drooping on the head, and the nine small white tails behind him were listless, only when they saw Xing Yun was happy. 's shake.

Xingyun sat beside the bed, and after feeding the well-behaved Xiaoyinchi the medicine, she leaned over and pressed her forehead against Xiaoyinchi's to check the temperature.

Seeing that the temperature had dropped a lot, Xingyun breathed a sigh of relief.

"Did you add honey today?"

Yin Chi shook her small ears.

"Um."

Xingyun rolled her eyes and touched Xiao Yinchi's soft hair.

"But it's still painful."

Yin Chi wrinkled her pretty brows and shrugged her little nose.

"If you put too much, it will destroy the medicinal properties. I'll make you cakes later, okay?"

Yin Chi nodded a little, then shook his head after a while.

Xing Yun blinked her dark and bright eyes and looked at him with a doting smile.

The fluffy little ears trembled, and Yin Chi stretched out two small white arms to Xingyun, looking calm and wanting to hug.