The helpless wizard leaned close to Mo Xiaoji’s ear and whispered: “He… he is the reincarnation of an emperor.”
“What?” Mo Xiaoji was so shocked her eyes almost popped out.
To make Mo Xiaoji give up the adoption plan, the wizard nodded heavily: “If I’m lying, may I never be human again.”
Because the wizard had always wanted to grow old with Mo Xiaoji, being human was his lifelong pursuit.
“Oh!” Mo Xiaoji’s eyes became even brighter, shining almost as brilliantly as starlight.
She reached out and picked up the baby lying on the stone bench, her mouth splitting into a wide smile.
The thought of making the emperor call her mother made her heart swell with joy.
The wizard’s face turned completely dark. He had thought Mo Xiaoji was only his in this lifetime, but unexpectedly, an emperor appeared.
The baby seemed to have reacted too, weakly struggling, looking as if he didn’t want to meet Mo Xiaoji, especially not in such a miserable moment.
Even when he would be as beautiful as jade.
Mo Xiaoji was happy like she had found a treasure, holding the baby tightly and refusing to let go.
After they left, a man in black slowly emerged from behind a willow tree.
His beautiful face was equally eye-catching.
A mischievous smile played at the corner of his lips.
