Chapter Thirty-Six: The Little Brat's Cleansing

  "What about Liu Ying?" Mu Beifeng smiled and asked lightly: "Where are you going to put her again?"

  A few simple words awakened Xia Tong from his bewildered state of mind. Ah, yes, he still had Liu Ying, the unparalleled beauty in this world?

  Like a fine rain suddenly attacking, it wetted the heart that didn't have time to cover up, and a thread of coolness invaded at this moment!

  Xiatong struggled slightly and broke free from his embrace, looking at him steadily with a bright yet sorrowful expression.

  His eyebrows furrowed slightly, and his cold eyes, which had never changed before, rippled with a hint of pain as he looked at Xiaotong and said firmly: "I've never been as certain as I am now, I've really fallen for you! But... For Liuying, she's the woman who has given her life for me... The one I promised to give a lifetime of happiness. In this world... She has nothing but me, so..." As he spoke, a hint of melancholy crept onto his eyebrows.

  The way he frowned, she just couldn't bear to look at him!

  "Don't say that anymore!" Xia Tong stepped forward, covering his mouth with her hand, and smoothed out the furrowed brows on his forehead. For a moment, a chill crept into her heart, realizing she wasn't his only one.

  Always plagued by his troubles, **unrequited love**, has the fourteen-year-old girl been suffocated to the point of breathlessness? For how long has she not known joy in these days with him?

  If love is a kind of sorrow, then she also wants to be happy in that sorrow! Since she can't bear to give up, she can only choose to accept.

  She raised her eyes and gave him a bright smile: "The love I want must be as white as salt, not tolerating even a single grain of sand!"

  "Oh!"

  Her eyes, like a deep pool, immediately lost their luster.

  Mo Bei Feng stood beside her, gazing at her, with a smile still playing on the corners of his mouth, looking as if he had known all along.

  He glanced at him, looked at the dejected Mu Beichen and smiled again, saying loudly: "If the big North King's Mansion is already located on the land of the Southern Country, there are countless grains of sand that have been there all along. I think I won't mind adding one more!" Looking at Mu Beichen's surprised eyes flashing with a hint of brightness, Xia Tong suddenly changed his tone: "But what I said was only about the garden. You can give her enough nourishment, you can take good care of her, and even protect her from the wind and rain, but you absolutely cannot hold her in your palm, put her in your heart, because that place is small, it can contain salt but not sand!"

  "Are you talking about the one who blocked an arrow for his imperial brother, almost died, and then got a heart disease afterwards, Liu E's sister?" A tender voice suddenly sounded beside him, startling everyone present.

  "Charge!"

  Mu Beichen turned his head and exclaimed in surprise.

  "Chen, how did you run out of the palace?" Mu Beifeng's face darkened immediately after turning around.

  Xia Tong looked back and smiled, it was a little boy wearing a purple brocade robe, about ten years old, with bright eyebrows and eyes, extremely handsome, the black and white eyes on his round face were rolling around to size her up!

  He stood with his hands behind him, looking her up and down with a hint of arrogance.

  "Are you the woman who exposed the conspiracy of the Beijiang Jie envoy at last night's palace banquet?" The sudden opening was a crisp and tender voice, but it sounded old and mature.

  Xiatong was taken aback and couldn't help but laugh at the absurdity of it all. He was clearly just a kid, immature and inexperienced, yet he managed to put on a convincing act of being a grown-up.

  Seeing Xia Tong didn't respond, he slightly furrowed his small eyebrows and said displeased: "I'm asking you a question?"

  "Haha!"

  Xia Tong finally couldn't bear it anymore and burst out laughing loudly, sweeping away his previous melancholy.

  "Damn it all!" He was annoyed, his small face flushing bright red.

  "Hello, you're so cute!" Xia Tong laughed and pulled him over, holding his face, "smack" kissed him on the cheek. "You're really, really cute!"