The merchant ship stopped at the edge of Wanzhou. At night, lights were lit one after another. The servants guarding the ship were all dozing off. All the lights in the cabin were turned off, except for one.
Yan Zixuan's dark eyes rolled around. The wet nurse was tired. She fell asleep halfway through the story. She smacked her little fingers in her mouth and slipped out of bed. Her father was afraid of being robbed on the way and was very careful. When the little guy went out for the first time and saw the sparkling water, he already wanted to have a big time. He was already very active and how could he stand it. He touched forward from the side of the boat with his bare feet. On one side was the bright moon in the water.
Swaying slightly, the little guy tilted his head and looked at the fairy-like lotus growing on the edge of the moon. The child was fascinated by it and stretched out his chubby little hands to catch the flowers in the water. The inch in front of him was water that was so quiet that there was no ripple. It was real, but it was enough to drown a child, life and death. The child was so small that he could only feel admiration when he fell towards the mirror-like lake.
However, Yan Zixuan's nose stopped an inch from the water. As expected, he was not afraid, and even stretched out his hand to pat the moon in the water. However, the person behind him grabbed his hands and feet, and Yan Zixuan's little world turned around. , That man has black eyebrows, smiling eyes, as gentle as the wind in March, with black hair all over his body, and bare snow-white feet, like a fairy who has lost his way somewhere. The child is small, but he also knows that he is the most beautiful person in the world.