It was rare for a newborn to be so pretty, with eyes as black as thick ink. Mo Xiaoji’s eyes were instantly captivated.
The baby who had been crying non-stop suddenly stopped crying when seeing Mo Xiaoji, staring directly at her with both eyes.
The wizard stood beside her with a dark face, pulling Mo Xiaoji away.
Mo Xiaoji stared at the baby with bright eyes: “Can we adopt him? He’ll definitely be a handsome guy when he grows up.”
The wizard’s face darkened even more, without hesitation: “No, absolutely not.”
Mo Xiaoji didn’t turn back, continuing to stare at the baby: “Why not? What’s the reason?”
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.
