For a moment, Mag wanted to keep her. It seemed pretty good for a family of three to live a carefree life.
Looking at Amy lying in Irina's arms with a smile on her face in her sleep, he suddenly understood the meaning of the saying 'a family should be together'.
He once felt that he could give Amy the most love in the world and let her grow up happily.
But he must admit that maternal love is something he can never give Amy, and it is also something she cannot lack.
"I will make the reunion time shorter." Mag secretly made up his mind that many things should be put on the agenda as soon as possible.
Irina held Amy and rocked it gently, humming a song with a gentle tone in her mouth. It was a soft Elvish song, like a natural chant. Although she couldn't understand it, it still made her heart feel. peaceful.
"What a wonderful feeling. That little clown and ugly little guy has grown up to be beautiful, quirky, and even calls me mother. Even if he doesn't know who I am, he still knows how to get close to me. He's really smart. As for your little one, how nice it would be if I could always stay with you..."
Irina held Amy for a long time, and the singing stopped. She withdrew her eyes from Amy's little face full of reluctance, looked up at Mag, and asked, "When will you pick me up?"
Mag looked into Irina's clear eyes, thought seriously for a while, and said firmly: "One year."
"Okay, then I'll wait for you for one year. If you can't come to pick me up after one year, then I will come to pick you up." Irina nodded, handed Amy to Mag, leaned over and kissed her eyes , looked into Mag's eyes for a long time, then suddenly stood up on tiptoes and kissed his cheek.
"Meg, remember, you are my Irina's man!"
A pale golden teleportation array lit up, and Irina and Ye disappeared at the same time, leaving only a confused Mag holding the sleeping Amy, and an equally confused ugly duckling lying on the ground.
After a while, Mag came back to his senses and reached out to touch his cheek, blinked his eyes, and was still a little stunned. When those soft lips touched his face, his mind almost went blank.
"Although there is not even a single threatening word, this sentence has overcome countless threats." Mag sighed slightly. Irina's man is not easy to be a man. From today on, he must bear this kind of pressure.
One-year agreement, this is Mag's promise to Irina, and also to Amy.
Mag didn't want to delay the time for their mother and daughter to recognize each other for too long. The next thing he had to do was to use all his strength within this year to give himself the opportunity to go to the Wind Forest to take Irina back. ability.
After all, he didn't want to be taken back to the Wind Forest by Irina a year later.
Eating soft food is a technical job, but Mag doesn't want to be looked down upon by Amy. He must drive the colorful cloud to the Wind Forest to bring Irina back.
Looking at Amy in his arms, Mag's eyes gradually became gentle. As long as it could make her happy, he would do anything.
"This is this?" Mag's eyes fell on a small green string that suddenly appeared on Amy's wrist. On the string was tied a green bean the size of a soybean, which looked like a seed. Transparent appearance, exuding a faint green light.
This bead should have been left by Irina. This green light was very familiar to Mag. It was the light green light that emitted from Irina's hand when she rescued him today, full of vitality.
"Although I don't know what it is, it must be a precious thing." Mag pulled Amy's sleeve down a little, just covering the bead, wrapped Amy with her own clothes, and then squatted down to return the bead. He picked up the ugly duckling lying on the ground and pushed the door open to go out.
The rainstorm has become much lighter, but the pounding rain is still fierce.
"Is Master Mag going back? Let me hold an umbrella for you." The steward, who had fallen asleep leaning against the railing, opened his eyes when he heard the sound, saw Mag hurriedly coming forward to greet him, and said with a shy smile.
"That's good work." Mag smiled and nodded. Naturally, he couldn't miss such a perfect alibi witness, and he really couldn't spare his hands to hold an umbrella.
After leaving the kitchen courtyard, not far away, a burst of noisy sounds came from not far away, which was also mixed with some sounds of Qiao Xiu's scolding and breaking things.
"This is?"
Mag asked with some confusion.
"Maybe one of the servants did something wrong." The steward glanced in that direction and shrank his head, secretly glad that he had been assigned an easy job today, but he did not dare to say more.
Mag nodded slightly and didn't ask any more questions. It was just a pity that he couldn't kill Qiao Xiu with one sword just now.
Back in the room, Mag carefully placed Amy on the bed. Looking at the little guy's cute face with a hint of smile, he couldn't help but lean over and kiss her forehead.
"Alex is back, Luodu must be in chaos." Mag looked at the chrysanthemums swaying in the rain outside the window and chuckled.
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"Get out! Get everyone out of here!"
Qiao Xiu, who was all wet and with disheveled hair, kicked down the servant who was kneeling on the ground with a hot towel and screamed at the top of his lungs.
Things in the house were knocked over all over the floor, and precious porcelain bottles and jade were smashed into pieces. It was a mess as far as you could see.
The dozen or so servants kneeling on the ground, as if they had received an amnesty, hurriedly stood up and walked towards the door, as if they had walked out of the hell after leaving this room. Soon after the door was closed, only Qiao Xiu was left in the room.
Qiao Xiu staggered to the table, held the table with both hands and sat on the chair in a daze, his eyes a little empty.
At this moment, a blue light lit up in the room, and Richard walked out of the teleportation array. He looked at Qiao Xiu, who was sitting there as if he had been shaken out of his soul. His brows were slightly furrowed and his voice was low. Said: "Your Highness, Alex appears again and his strength has returned to its peak. If he makes what happened three years ago public, we will be under tremendous pressure and we need to make some preparations."
When Qiao Xiu heard the voice, he came back to his senses. He looked at Richard, his lips trembled, his face turned pale and he said, "He...he wanted to kill me. The sword passed across my neck. I Almost died..."
Richard glanced at the scar on Qiao Xiu's neck, his expression was slightly stern, and he said seriously: "Your Highness, we will protect you."
"No, no one can protect me from his sword." Qiao Xiu grabbed his hair with both hands and shook his head with a painful expression. He suddenly stopped, his eyes glowed dangerously in the disheveled hair, and his voice was hoarse. : "Unless, he dies first!"
