C806 Big Dream

"Mother, you should take a rest first." The voice of the little bun was tender and concerned, "I'll play the woodwind song for you."

Mo Qingge closed her eyes as the profound energy around her body circulated unceasingly. On her pale and delicate face, there were still tears that had yet to dry.

Only a few sounds of the zither entered into her ears, and even the air became tranquil