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Su Xian did not care how complicated Yun Chen's emotions were. Since she dared to do this, she naturally had the confidence that Yun Chen would not expose her.

The grasshopper on the rope was not something that could be described in simple terms.

Su Xian's breathing slowed a little, and a few more tears flowed down as if she didn't notice anything.

Emperor Changqing was especially fond of his little sister. If he could get Xin Yaodiji's cyan eyes in the future.

A fiery passion flashed past Yun Chen's eyes as he hugged the child in his embrace.

From the looks of it, he was treating Su Xian even better.

Su Xian did not know much about Xin Yaodiji, and it was only normal for that to happen. After all, she grew up in a room, even if her father was Su Heng.

However, she only needed to know that Xin Yaodiji's position was even higher.

Su Xian sighed, as though she was very tired, she hugged Xin Yao tightly: ”Aunt, A Xian really misses you.”

She raised her head, and the tears in her eyes slid down just at the right moment, as she looked exceptionally pitiful: ”A Xian is only left with Aunt and Wang Wang.”

Yun Chen's throat became tight, he was obviously dissatisfied with Su Xian ignoring him, but no matter how dissatisfied he was, he dared not say it out, and forcefully swallowed his anger.

Xin Yao wiped away Su Xian's tears and sighed as she hugged Su Xian tightly once more. ”Aunt knows.”

Su Xian blinked his eyes, looking at Yun Chen who was staring at him, a smile flashed past his eyes, and she slowly closed his eyes.

The two of them stood up again, tidied themselves up, and were led to the meditation room in the back for a short rest. Su Xian was then led by her bodyguard to the back mountain of the Brahma Temple.

As for what Xin Yao and Xin Yao would actually say, Su Xian did not care too much. It didn't matter if she beat Yun Chen up for her good or for him to say that there was something else she didn't know.

The buddhist pagoda at the back of the Brahma Temple could be considered to be an extremely famous place in the capital.

I heard that the sariras of the high monks in Brahma Temple were kept here after their deaths. The tower had a height of nine floors, and after reaching the top, the scenery was pretty good.

Inside the quiet tower, there were only the occasional ”yiyaya” sounds that Wang Wang would make.

Su Xian smiled, but when she went upstairs, he actually had the mood to think carefully about how she should make use of the long Digitalis, this golden thigh that descended from the skies, in the future.

Forget about all of this, if he could rely on Xin Yaodiji to completely open up a path, then he could achieve twice the results with half the effort …

Su Xian's train of thoughts paused for a moment. When she raised her head, she saw a touch of green flash past her eyes.

There was someone else on the tower!?

Su Xian stopped in her tracks, turned around, and prepared to leave.