"Dunce, that's not your auntie."
"It's your aunt."
Little Nuomi nodded honestly and answered, "Want to go."
"Won't you be scared?"
"Not scared." Suddenly, Little Nuomi hugged his neck tighter and added, "Uncle's here."
Uncle's here, so you're not scared?
Mu Jingxi was completely pleased by her words.
He bowed his head and kissed the top of her hair, "Okay, Uncle will take you there."
Main Building, South Wing.
The luxurious Baroque decor, from layout to furnishings, exuded elegance and nobility at every turn.
The guards had already been ordered to keep their distance, and the servants could only stand in the front yard, wringing their hands anxiously.
Seeing Mu Jingxi coming, the servants acted as if they had seen a savior, "Third Young Master, you're here!"
Mu Jingxi, holding Little Nuomi, nodded gently, "How's the situation inside?"
"The Second Young Master is injured..."
