"Why are you here so late instead of going to sleep?"

Wang Ji placed Xiao Nai Sha on the white jade platform, then sat down and asked with a soft laugh.

With one leg propped up and his right hand resting on his knee, he looked relaxed and comfortable.

There was nothing on the platform except for a round, thick table, which resembled a large white jade plate.

The jade blocks on the steps resemble piano keys on the horizon.

A night breeze swept by, ruffling Little Milka's long, pale golden hair, the strands fluttering and brushing against the child's tender cheeks.

There was nothing unusual in Wang Ji's eyes, except for his gentle and warm gaze, like the bright moon in the sky.

Little Naisa, like a little princess, first straightened her little skirt that was being blown by the wind, then placed a small blanket on the white jade platform before kneeling down like a little lady.

"Why are you here so late instead of going to sleep?" Little Naisa finally spoke, asking in a clear and cheerful voice.

Actually, sometimes when she speaks to him in private, her tone is quite assertive, like a fearless child.

“I was kicked out by your good apprentice,” Wang Ji replied with a smile. “She’s probably not in a good mood today, and I’m quite sad too, so I… I’m healing myself.”

“En~” Little Milksha shook her head upon hearing this, pouting, “You’re here to release your uncontrollable repressed sensuality… just like how you never wear armor, just to make yourself look so cool.”

"Heh~" Wang laughed and shook his head with a smile, "You little thing, you're quite the sharp-tongued one... I'm afraid you'll have a sharp tongue when you grow up."

With a wave of her hand, a small screen rose behind Little Milka. The night wind was strong, making her long hair disheveled.

As the wind subsided, her hair fell back down.

"Hmm..." Little Naisa crossed her arms, pinched her chin, thought for a moment, and said in a soft voice, "Maybe... I think I'll be really pretty when I grow up!"

She raised her chin, looking proud and smug.

“I don’t think so,” Wang Ji clicked his tongue and shook his head. “A child prodigy may not be a good adult… It’s not impossible that something unexpected might happen in the middle and you end up dark and ugly.”

"Hmm?" Little Milksha suddenly glared, looking rather fierce and cute.

Seemingly trying to threaten Wang Ji, she glared at him with a fierce yet childlike expression, "You dare!"

"Aren't you going to be nicer to me?" Wang Ji, however, was not intimidated by the kitten-like authority at all, and said nonchalantly, "If you scare me so badly that my hands shake, that's your own responsibility..."

"snort……"

Little Nai Sha's face immediately darkened. She lowered her head, raised her eyes, clenched her little fists, and glared at him with her big, bright eyes, looking both cute and fierce.

Wang Ji smiled. When she got so into her performance, even he would sometimes temporarily forget her, thinking she was just a mischievous and adorable little girl...

Who exactly is she? Sometimes he can't quite remember.

"She's here too?"

Suddenly regaining his composure, Wang Ji looked around and said softly.

There was nothing around except the wind, but there was more than just the wind.

Upon hearing this, Little Milka looked around and nodded silently.

As the topic shifted, her gaze calmed slightly, revealing a hint of inexplicable loss...

Looking up again, the innocence and playfulness of the child were no longer there.

“The places that the divine form cannot detect are near you and those closely related to you… She came looking for me when I wasn’t around,” Little Milksha said softly.

As she spoke, she silently touched the necklace around her neck.

"She must really want to see you like this... or like to see you talking to someone like this." Wang Ji smiled faintly.

"Hmph~ I won't show it to her then." Little Milksha snorted.

The sweet, childlike humming seemed to add a touch of color to the night.

Wang Ji smiled slightly, looked around again, and showed no intention of removing the shield.

"What do you think of her?" Little Naisa suddenly asked.

This question made Wang Ji fall silent for a moment, then he sighed and shook his head. "I just don't need to completely eliminate her... There's nothing to see here."

She made me feel bad for a while, but only for a while.

He was actually unwilling to say more.

He is a person who values ​​relationships and titles, but he cannot acknowledge Liang Bing as his so-called guardian angel, nor does he consider her his woman.

The fleeting moments of romance that once existed will fade away in a year or two, let alone a thousand or ten thousand years.

The words don't need to be overly emotional, nor do they need to be overly ruthless.

A quieter silence fell in the air; neither of them really wanted to talk about such a somber topic…

“Aren’t you suddenly a little too lazy?” Little Nai Sha suddenly acted like a little adult, pouting and saying seriously, “You created the Heavenly Court yourself, and it’s a critical time. What kind of behavior is it to let Yan take over?”

How tiring can it be to sit there all day listening to reports and making instructions?

Don't think that just because you can calculate everything, you're good at it too; you need to practice yourself..."

"Heh, you found out too?" Wang Ji was not surprised when he heard this, but he smiled indifferently. "Actually, you don't need to worry. I just think there are quite a few benefits, but it's only for a short time."

Perhaps that is indeed the case. He has no need to worry about Angel Yan at all. He trusts her and has confidence in her. However, Angel Yan is somewhat at a loss and does not dare to easily accept such overwhelming power.

“I must be the luckiest person in the world,” he smiled gently. “Although I have experienced some setbacks, I am destined to reach the highest peak, whether quickly or slowly.”

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