We're Talking About Your Life and Death

"Mother, Sweetcake came to this palace! There is a beautiful chair in the palace. Sweetcake even played there."

The packrat recalled her memories of coming to the Wu'an Imperial Palace and spoke in a childish voice.

"Yes, this palace is my grandfather's house. I'll be able to see my grandfather soon."

As Yun Ran stroked the little packrat's head, she carried her and jumped off Cangluan's back.

She followed Jun Ye and strode into the palace.

"Grandfather, Grandfather… Sweetcake is here… Sweetcake is here to see Grandfather…"

The little packrat shouted at the top of her lungs with her unique childish voice.

Almost at the same time, a person rushed out of the hall. A tall black figure arrived in front of Yun Ran like a gust of wind. "Sweetcake…"

Xuanyuan Yu's gaze swept past the boy and Yun Ran, who was carrying the boy. Finally, his gaze landed on Bai Wan, who was behind Yun Ran, and his eyes were filled with ecstasy.