Wu Mian was once the white moonlight that Jiumen held in the palm of his hand.
Wu Xie traveled all over Nanshan to find peaches for her, and Xie Yuchen cut a closet full of dresses for her. Everyone said that the little girl from the Wu family was the most valuable.
Until Chen Pi Asi closed his eyes.
The once hot gaze faded overnight.
The candy paintings in the alley were still sweet, but the man who knelt down and asked her, "Would you like a phoenix or a dragon?" Was tenderly tying another girl's shawl.
It turns out that she was never the bright moon, but just a candle that was about to go out.
Just when she was frozen in the snowy night with no one paying attention——
A woman dressed in ink came walking on the wind, her eyes cold and piercing the nine gates:
"The treasure you don't want, I, the Mo family, want."
She is Mo Jinxi, the young master of the Mo family who is older than the Zhang family.
He once rescued the seriously injured Wu Erbai from life and death, fell in love with him in seclusion, and gave birth to twin sons Mo Ran and Mo Yao.
Just to protect this poor girl's safety one day.
From then on, Wu Mian was no longer an abandoned son of the Nine Sects.
She is Mo Yumian, the legitimate daughter whom the Mo family holds dear.
Her mother dotes on her, her father protects her, and her two brothers are enemies of the whole world for her.
Everyone in the Nine Sects was heartbroken and chased his wife to the crematorium thousands of miles away.
Mo Jinxi glanced lightly:
"I discarded them like worn-out shoes at first, but now they are worthy of them?"
In this life,
The ink gate is the shield, the secret technique is the blade,
Whoever hurts her even a little, I will kill him!
