The empress was still a pitiful little child and was adopted by me

"Brother~"

was thinking about Mo Qianqian when a timid voice sounded at the door.

Mo Qianqian looked over and saw an incomparably cute little girl, wearing a white princess dress, two cute ponytails, and big round eyes sparkling at him.

It was a very cute and beautiful little girl, like the most delicate porcelain doll.

People can't help but want to go up and hug her, kiss her, touch and caress her, and feel the purest and warmest breath in the world.

If it weren't for the mark of the snow lotus on the little girl's forehead, Mo Qianqian would almost not be able to recognize it.

"Millennium Young Master, we have dressed up Miss Qianxue."

"Millennium Young Master, after Miss Qianxue finished dressing up, we were all stunned, her skin is simply so good, but there are still some wounds on her body, and it hurts us to see it."

Xiaobai and Xiaoqing spoke, and one of them held Xiaoxue's hand and stood at the door.

Mo Qianqian had a habit of not being allowed to enter his room without his consent.

"Come in."

Mo Qianqian smiled, he stretched out his hands, Xiaoxue broke free from Xiaobai and Xiaoqing's hands, and ran into Mo Qianqian's arms.

"Brother, don't abandon Xiaoxue."

Hugging Xiaoxue into his arms, Mo Qianqian had a faint smile on his face.

"Don't worry, as long as I'm in the day, no one can bully Xiaoxue."

After washing and dressing up, Xiaoxue's body smelled fragrant, but Mo Qianqian looked at Xiaoxue's little hands and feet, and his heart ached.

Because of being in the cold environment for a long time, Xiaoxue's hands and feet were frostbitten at this moment, and they were simply bandaged by Xiaoqing and Xiaobai.

Mo Qianqian did not hesitate at all, and directly took out the best healing medicine in his storage bag and carefully applied it to Xiaoxue's hand.

"Xiaoxue, does it hurt?"

"Brother, Xiaoxue doesn't hurt, it's just a little cold."

Mo Qianqian urged some spiritual power, wrapping Xiaoxue and making her feel warm.

Then, he took off Xiaoxue's delicate little shoes, revealing his frozen red feet.

When Mo Qianqian's hand touched Xiaoxue's feet, Xiaoxue's feet shrank slightly, but they were grabbed by Mo Qianqian again.

"Brother... Brother, it's a little... Itchy. The

cool ointment was applied to Xiaoxue's feet, and Mo Qianqian's movements were very light, making Xiaoxue feel itchy.

"It's okay Xiaoxue, after applying the medicine, it will get better soon."

Mo Qianqian touched Xiaoxue's soft short hair, and continued to carefully apply ointment to Xiaoxue.

"Miss Qianxue is so happy to have such a good brother as the Millennium Young Master."

On the side, Xiaobai and Xiaoqing looked at it with envy, when had they ever seen Mo Qianqian still have such a gentle side!

After applying the ointment, Mo Qianqian hugged Xiaoxue and looked at Xiaobai and Xiaoqing.

Xiaobai and Xiaoqing are twins, Xiaobai is the elder sister and Xiaoqing is the younger sister.

Both of them are eighteen years old, and they have both reached the best age of a girl.

was able to enter the Mo family and become the maid of Mo Qianqian, both of them have a very high appearance, although they are not alluring to the country and the city, but they are also called the small family jasper.

"The day after tomorrow is six?"

He once told Xiaobai and Xiaoqing about the cultivation method, and when he left three years ago, the two daughters were still acquired.

This is the cultivation speed of ordinary people, three years, from the second level of the day after tomorrow to the sixth level of the day after tomorrow, it is still the most suitable age for cultivation, and there are some resources he has given.

Most people, throughout their lives, cannot reach the congenital.

Hundreds of thousands of people in Yancheng, congenitally strong, less than one in a thousand!

The day after tomorrow is sixfold, in a small place like Yancheng, it can already be mixed very well.

"Back to the millennium young master, we have worked very hard to cultivate, but our talent is limited..."

Xiao Qing and Xiao Bai replied with their heads down, obviously feeling that they were very sorry for the young master's expectations.

"It's already very good, these cultivation resources, you can take them, reach the innate realm as soon as possible, and in this world, you can be regarded as having some self-preservation strength."

Mo Qianqian said, took out another storage bag and handed it to Xiaobai.

The two daughters took care of themselves, Mo Qianqian has always remembered in his heart, and after he was down, only the two of them never gave up on themselves.

Therefore, he will not forget them either.

These cultivation resources are enough for the two women to cultivate to the innate great perfection.

"Millennial young master, this is too much, we can't ask for it."

After a brief sweep of the storage bag, Xiaobai was immediately frightened, and hurriedly refused, wanting to return the storage bag to Mo Qianqian.

"What, don't listen to me?"

Mo Qianqian's tone became stern, allowing Xiao Bai to swallow his next words.

The thousand-year-old young master still has a character, and what he took out will not be taken back!

"But... It's really too much, even if you sell us, it's far from enough for these resources..."

Xiao Bai wanted to say something, but looking at Mo Qianqian's eyes, he swallowed back again.

"Thank you, Young Master Millennium."

Xiao Bai's eyes were full of emotion, and she had secretly sworn in her heart that she was born as a thousand-year-old master, and died as a ghost of a thousand-year-old master.

Although Xiaoqing didn't know how many resources the storage bag had, looking at her sister's performance, she was afraid that it was not a small amount, so she also followed her sister to worship Mo Qianqian.

"Okay, it's not early, you bring Xiaoxue to her room next door, these days, you have to work hard, protect Xiaoxue closely, and prevent anyone with a heart."

"It's a millennium young master, we will never leave Miss Qianxue and ensure Miss Qianxue's safety."

Xiaobai answered, stepped forward, and wanted to take Xiaoxue away.

Who knew that Xiaoxue hugged Mo Qianqian's neck and was unwilling to let go.

"Brother, Xiaoxue doesn't want to leave her brother, is that okay?"

Xiaoxue was reluctant to leave Mo Qianqian, because in her young heart, in this strange place, only Mo Qianqian could make her feel warm and comfortable.

Seeing Xiaoxue looking at her pure big eyes, Mo Qianqian scratched her little nose and said softly, "Okay."

He gestured slightly, Xiaobai and Xiaoqing nodded, gently exited the room, and closed the door.

"Brother, can you tell Xiaoxue a story? When Xiaoxue was very young, her grandfather often told Xiaoxue stories.

Xiaoxue was lying in Mo Qianqian's arms, her voice was soft and sweet, and she was very cute.

"Okay, then brother will tell Xiaoxue a story."

"In the old days, there was a little boy who was homeless and wandering outside alone."

"Later, he was adopted by an old servant of a large family, and he called the old servant his grandfather."

He often asked his grandfather why other children could eat soft bread and sweet milk, but why he could only eat steamed buns.

"Why can other children wear new clothes, but they can only wear old clothes with patches that are one size bigger?"

"Every time, grandpa is the same answer, and it is also this answer that makes the little boy's heart give birth to a stronger belief, and it is getting stronger and stronger."

"Grandpa said that all the honor and resources in this world must be obtained by strength, and whoever has the big fist is the truth."

"If you don't have strength, you can only be bullied..."

Mo Qianqian stopped, he looked at Xiaoxue in his arms, she had fallen asleep obediently.

Is this what the future peerless empress will look like when she is asleep?

She was well-behaved, breathing steadily, her eyelashes fluttering slightly.

Mo Qianqian gently carried her to the bed, gently covered her with the quilt, and was about to leave, but was suddenly grabbed by a hand.

"Brother, please don't leave Xiaoxue."

"I'm not leaving."

Mo Qianqian turned around and saw Xiaoxue open her eyes in a daze.

There was a little haze in those pure eyes, as if they were not fully awake, but there were tears on the pink carved face.

"Nightmare?"

Looking at the tears in the corners of Xiaoxue's eyes, Mo Qianqian felt an inexplicable pain in his heart, and gently stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears for her.

"Brother... I'm so scared you'll never have a little snow again.

Xiaoxue threw herself into Mo Qianqian's arms and hugged him tightly: "Xiaoxue is really scared... Xiaoxue doesn't want to lose her brother, she never wants to lose, Xiaoxue is afraid that all this is a dream, a dream that is out of reach.

Mo Qianqian gently patted Xiaoxue's back and said softly: "This is not a dream, Xiaoxue, my brother is here, and he has always been there."

"Brother, Xiaoxue wants to sleep with her brother in her arms, and when Xiaoxue wants to open her eyes, she can see her brother for the first time, is it okay?"

Xiaoxue raised her head and looked at Mo Qianqian with a prayer, the fear and fragility in her eyes made Mo Qianqian's heart sour.

People only see the invincible glory of the empress, but they don't know that in the early days of growth, she was so fragile, she was so simple and innocent.

"Okay, brother sleeps with Xiaoxue."

The night was getting deeper, and Xiaoxue stuck to Mo Qianqian's arms and slept peacefully.

It was the most restful and comfortable sleep she had ever remembered.

Mo Qianqian, who was asleep, didn't notice that the snow lotus mark on Xiaoxue's forehead flashed and emitted a faint light...