"Thank you, everyone." Looking at those faces that still carried a hint of childishness but were also filled with deep feelings, Mu Hanyan felt a strong surge of warmth in her heart.
Is this what family feels like? The warmth she had never felt until her death in her previous life, she finally felt it now, in this life, and she was not reborn in vain!
Mu Hanyan was filled with warmth and emotion, but Mu Cheng's face turned as white as if it were coated with frost: one moment criticizing Mu Cheng, and the next still criticizing Mu Cheng. Come on, do you really think so little of me in your hearts?
"By the way, are your injuries severe? I still have some wound medicine here, please take it quickly." Mu Ziqing had just noticed that the clothes under Mu Hanyan's cloak were almost soaked with blood and said worriedly.
"No need, the injuries are not serious," Mu Hanyan said, raising her hand.
