Little Ximo weakly nodded her head, "Really? How many years is that..."
"A few years means a few snowfalls. Each time a new year begins, it snows, and that's a year. After a few more snowfalls, things should be taken care of!" Yuan'Er warmly said.
"Hmm!"
Little Ximo, with tears in her eyes, pitifully leaned into Yuan'Er's arms, "Then I'll study well behind the tutor, and when the time comes, I'll work together with Sister Yuan'Er in the Immortal Robe Pavilion."
"Sure!"
Wei Yuan smiled, her heart also warmed as she said, "By then, there will also be your Sister Jiunuan, Sister Xun Xian, we can all work in the Immortal Robe Pavilion, won't that be nice."
"Mm!"
Little Ximo was slowly moved by Yuan'Er's warm words, then she rubbed and said, "Sister Yuan'Er, you're so great, Uncle is really lucky."
Wei Yuan's face instantly turned red.
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