Yun Muxi paused. It seemed like it was too early to be happy. "What request?"

　　Murong Qingtian fixed his gaze on her and spoke in a pitiful voice, full of the loneliness and sorrows of an old person, "Don't you have a daughter? I'm of age now and getting lonely, bring the kid and come stay with me for a few days! It's lonely staying in the big house all by myself and eating alone. It would be fun to have a kid to make things lively around here."

　　Murong Ye could not ...