Young Mu Yichang, because she was the only demon cultivator in Shuanghua Sect, was always worried about being ostracized by her fellow apprentices and worried about being abandoned by her master, so she helped her master take care of her fellow apprentices at a young age.
Her master, Yongcheng Xianzun, was a compassionate man. Whenever he went out to slay demons, he would bring back a few fatherless babies as his disciples and foster them in his home.
Mu Yichang took on the responsibility of taking care of her thoughtfully.
Therefore, she knows how to coax her children, and she also knows how to make them let down their guard against her and rely on her.
The same was true for Gu Liushang in the past.
If he hadn't committed so many crimes, annihilating the Immortal Sect, imprisoning her, and humiliating her, how could she have the heart to be cruel to him?
The child's kiss just now reminded her of some bad memories.
Out of sheer instinct, she threw the man down.
Mu Yichang sighed deeply, feeling extremely conflicted.
After a long time, she turned over and hugged the child.
Although he was extremely wronged, Xiao Gu Liushang still opened his two delicate arms and hugged Mu Yichang's neck.
The child rubbed his face on Mu Yichang's shoulder and wiped away his tears.
Mu Yichang frowned, feeling a little disgusted.
But the next second, she heard the child burping and crying in grievance: "I don't blame Master anymore."
Mu Yichang couldn't tell what it felt like, but she felt like she had said similar words many times.
Because of his identity as a demon cultivator, he suffered a lot in the sect when he was young.
There were several older senior brothers who always took advantage of the master's absence to teach her a lesson in the name of sparring.
Whenever she was beaten to the ground and couldn't even stand up, Senior Brother Bai always stood up for her.
At that time, Mu Yichang often said something like this, "It doesn't matter, I don't blame senior brother."
After retracting her thoughts, Mu Yichang sighed, hugged him and coaxed him, "Be good, stop crying. Master will take you down the mountain to buy sweets."
Sure enough, the man stopped crying immediately and looked at her with red eyes, "Can I have two packs?"
Mu Yichang: Quite greedy!
"Two packs." She replied helplessly.
The little boy smiled happily, with tears still hanging on his face, but a smile on his lips.
This was the only time Master coaxed him in the past three months.
Obviously before this, the master loved him very much.
However, it was good to be like this. The young boy hugged Mu Yichang's neck even tighter.
Mu Yichang felt a little sour in her heart. For children of this age, it is easy to rely on others, especially those who are kind to him, even a little bit is enough.
She carried Gu Liushang down the mountain and met someone.
That person was Ling Shuangshu, the master of the Minting Palace, and one of the many junior disciples raised by Mu Yichang.
Shuanghua Gate is divided into four palaces, each led by a palace master.
Among them, the one located in Zhengxian Palace is Shuanghua Palace, and its owner is Bai Qingzhu, the leader of Shuanghua Sect.
The other three palaces, Shuiyue Palace, Ruohuai Palace and Minting Palace, have their palace owners Mu Yichang, Xiao Yuesheng and Ling Shuangxi respectively.
Except for Xiao Yuesheng, Mu Yichang has a very good relationship with the other two.
It wasn't that she had any quarrel with senior brother Xiao Yuesheng, it was just that the man was terrifyingly deserted and never interacted with others.
Ling Shuangshu was a shameless person. As soon as he saw Mu Yichang, he called her a beautiful senior sister.
"Senior Sister Beauty, whose little girl is this?" Ling Shuang asked.
Little Gu Liushang timidly buried his face in the crook of Mu Yichang's neck, and held her collar tightly with his little hands.
Mu Yichang was helpless, "How did you know that he is a little girl?"
