Bab 394: Divine Wood, Iron Hammer, Great Lush

Lin Yuan felt the Moon Empress' hand rubbing on his head. Her warm and slender fingers were helping him to tidy up his fringe that the wind had blown before entering the inner palace.

He couldn't help but recall that his mother would always help him tidy up his fringe like this when he was young.

His hair was extremely soft for some reason. When the wind blew a little, the hair in front of his forehead would become messy.

However, he would not look blowsy even if his fringe was blown messy by the wind. Instead, there was an unruly handsomeness, and it would make him appear to be a few years younger.

As a transmigrator, Lin Yuan already had an adult soul from birth in this lifetime, with more than 20 years of memories of his previous life. The bits and pieces of his early childhood were the most precious memories sealed in his heart.