In the old days, she was a little girl with two sweet dimples who said she would protect her master. When something happened, she would just grab Mo Yuan's sleeve and call her master pitifully, begging him for help. At the fairy banquet, he was injured by the sword energy but secretly hid his paws behind his back. Mo Yuan looked at the rabbit with drooping ears but a long tail and couldn't help but smile. He carefully held it in his arms and touched its fluffy ears to heal its wounds, but in his heart he lamented that her lack of academic skills was the fault of his lax teaching.
Later, she was in vain, she was shameless, she was guilty of the following, and that man cruelly expelled her from Qingcheng, but she just knelt down step by step to thank him for his many years of upbringing. After that, she had nothing left, and everything was corroded along with the years.
"Sir Mo Yuan, I have always been most afraid of death. If you want me to die, please do it yourself."
"An Qingming, the prediction you made for me was ultimately inaccurate."
"I've never been kind. It's just that this is what you want. I can't help it. Even if my body and soul are destroyed, I have to fulfill it for you, right?"