A dark villain came to Jinting Bulaoxiang

Concubine Wan pretended not to hear. She spoke slowly, her voice gentle but firm and unquestionable: "Take him away for training and make him Xiao Sizhe's secret guard!"

"No, I want to be Brother Yan's secret guard! Please grant me your blessing!" Xiao Lan raised her head, her eyes full of pleading. Her forehead was already red and swollen from the kowtow just now, but she seemed to feel no pain and remained lying on the ground.

In her mind, it didn't really matter who she became a secret guard for, because she knew that Sikong Yan and Xiao Sizhe were always inseparable. She simply wanted to stay by Sikong Yan's side and protect him, even if it was just as a secret guard.

Xiao Sizhe, who was standing by, became even more jealous when he heard what Xiao Lanmei said. He glared at Xiao Lanmei fiercely, then put the bowl heavily on the table, making a loud "bang". "Humph!"

Concubine Wan sat quietly on the gold and jade inlaid chair. Her eyes never left Xiao Sizhe from beginning to end. Her eyes were full of love, as if to wrap Xiao Sizhe up completely.

She slightly turned sideways, stretched out her hand towards Xiao Sizhe, and said softly, "Xiao Sizhe, come, come to me." Her voice was as gentle as the breeze blowing across the lake in spring, with endless tenderness and kindness.

Upon hearing this, Little Sizhe walked obediently to Concubine Wan's side. Concubine Wan gently took his little hand, pulled him into her arms, stroked his hair gently, and said lovingly, "My little Sizhe, the more I see him, the more I like him."

When she saw how close Xiao Sizhe and Sikong Yan were together, she was even more pleased. She smiled and said to Xiao Sizhe, "You and Yan'er must always be so close. No matter what happens, you must take good care of each other, okay?"

Once Xiao Sizhe left Sikong Yan for a moment, Concubine Wan would immediately become nervous. She would look around anxiously, and kept muttering: "Where did Xiao Sizhe go? How could she disappear in the blink of an eye?" Her worried expression was as if Xiao Sizhe was the most precious treasure in her life, and she was afraid of the slightest mistake.

When Xiao Sizhe reappeared in her sight, Concubine Wan would immediately breathe a sigh of relief, a relieved smile on her face, then she would quickly walk up to her, hold Xiao Sizhe's hand and say, "Oh, you made me so worried. Don't run around in the future, okay?" That concerned tone was full of love for Xiao Sizhe.

In Concubine Wan's heart, Xiao Sizha has long been as important as her own child. She is willing to use all her love and care to protect Xiao Sizha from wind and rain, so that he can always feel the warm love like spring breeze in this complicated world.

Whenever Xiao Sizhe left Sikong Yan for even a short moment, Concubine Wan's heart would be like a boat lost in the vast ocean, suddenly feeling flustered and at a loss. This feeling was like the most important part of her life was suddenly taken away, making her feel extremely uneasy.

"Wuying, take her away for training. As a secret guard, she must obey the master's orders!" Concubine Wan's voice broke the silence, her tone firm and unquestionable.

"Yes!" Wuying's low and powerful voice sounded, as if it was a messenger from hell, with an irresistible majesty.

Xiao Lan's tears rolled down her fair cheeks like pearls from a broken string. Her eyes were filled with guilt, as if she had committed an unforgivable sin. However, in that guilt, there was also a glimmer of hope, a glimmer of longing for the future. She looked at Sikong Yan silently, as if she wanted to carve his appearance deeply into her heart.

Afterwards, Xiao Lan was picked up by Wuying's strong arms and slowly walked out of Qingxin Yaju. Sikong Yan kept looking at her, with a warm smile on his face. He hoped that Xiao Lan could understand their painstaking efforts and know that everything they did was for her good.

Xiao Sizhe sat at the table, picking at the rice in his bowl while secretly glancing at Sikong Yan from the corner of his eye. Sikong Yan's eyes were still looking at the direction where Xiao Lanmei left, and he didn't look away for a long time. Xiao Sizhe's mouth suddenly pouted up, like a ripe little cherry, very cute. He knocked the bowl twice in dissatisfaction, making a "dangdang" sound, as if he wanted to use this sound to attract Sikong Yan's attention.

However, Sikong Yan was still immersed in his own thoughts and did not come back to his senses. Xiao Sizhe was really angry now. He picked up a big piece of meat angrily. The meat was shaking on the chopsticks, as if laughing at Xiao Sizhe's helplessness.

At this moment, Guaguamei flapped its small and exquisite wings and flew over like a cheerful elf. It fluttered its wings in front of Sikong Yan, and shouted happily as it flew: "Angry, angry!" The sound was crisp and pleasant, like a string of beautiful notes, echoing in the air.

Sikong Yan suddenly woke up from his dream. He turned around and saw a large piece of meat suddenly appeared in front of him. Before he could react, a voice with a commanding tone sounded: "Open your mouth!"

The fourteen-year-old Sikong Yan opened his mouth obediently like an obedient puppet. The big piece of meat was stuffed into his mouth at once, filling it up like a little squirrel with puffed cheeks.

Seeing this scene, Concubine Wan couldn't help but burst out laughing. She thought the two little guys were so cute, and their every move was full of childishness, which made people laugh.

Sikong Yan blinked his eyes, looking innocent. He really couldn't figure out how he had offended Xiao Sizhe. He didn't say a word the whole time, just silently looking at Xiao Sizhe, his eyes full of doubts and confusion.

Xiao Sizhe didn't care about that. He still felt unsatisfied, so he yelled again: "What are you looking at? If eyes could eat, I would plug your eyes first!" After that, he put the chopsticks hard on the table with a "bang", and then turned and left. His momentum was like that of an angry little lion, majestic and awe-inspiring.

"Hey, Xiao Sizhe, where are you going?" Concubine Wan shouted hurriedly, with a hint of anxiety and worry in her voice.

"Go get some fresh air!" Xiao Sizhai said without turning his head, with a hint of anger in his voice.

After saying that, Xiao Sizhe ran out like a gust of wind. Seeing this, the little fox also hurriedly chased after him. As it chased, it shouted, "Little brother, wait for me, wait for me!" The sound echoed in the air, like a cheerful symphony.