Autumn has passed and winter has arrived; a month has gone by in the blink of an eye.

Today is Lunar New Year's Eve, a day for family reunion. Servants are going in and out of the courtyard preparing things for the New Year.

A few days ago, Rong Xiao and Feng Qingyun returned from Qinglong Kingdom, bringing Rong Xi and Luo Yunya with them, and temporarily entrusted Qinglong Kingdom to their son Rong Mochen.

Rong Mochen is now twenty years old, handsome and accomplished in both literature and martial arts, and well-versed in the ways of a ruler, fully capable of handling affairs independently in the court. Accompanying them this time is their daughter, Rong Moyan, who is now seventeen or eighteen years old. Her small face is very much like her mother, Luo Yunya, with a delicate and noble appearance and unparalleled charm, which is why she is Rong Xi's favorite.

As soon as Rong Moyan arrived, she set her sights on her younger sister Rong Muxi and was holding her tightly. Rong Muxi saw that the person holding her was a beauty, so she did not struggle and obediently sat in her arms.

Rong Xi looked at the little guy his daughter was holding and teased with a smile, "Tsk tsk, you guys are really something, you went away for three years and brought back such a big baby."

Rong Qi completely ignored what he said: "What, you think you can have a baby too?"

Rong Xi shook his head: "Let's forget it. Ya'er wasn't feeling well when she gave birth to Yan'er, and I don't want her to suffer again."

"Xixi is also my and Jiaojiao's last child." As for where Xixi came from, Rong Qi will not tell anyone except Granny Xue and the others.

Suddenly remembering something, Rong Xi leaned close to Rong Qi's ear and said, "Qi, do you know any suitable girls? Could you talk to my Mo Chen about them?"

Upon hearing Rong Xi's words, Rong Qi turned to look at him: "How old is Mo Shen now, and you're already in such a hurry?"

Rong Xi pursed his lips: "He's already twenty years old. In an ordinary family, he would have been married and had children long ago. Besides, he's the Crown Prince. We've urged him many times, but he just doesn't care. That's why I asked you to take a look."

Thinking of Rong Mochen, Rong Qi calmly shook her head: "I don't think that child is someone who can be swayed by others. My personal opinion is that you should let him meet on his own, otherwise he won't compromise. Besides, you're still young, so why not let Mochen go out and travel for a few years? Maybe he can bring you back a daughter-in-law. Let the children handle their own destiny."

Rong Xi sighed: "Do you think we're the ones keeping him in check? He used to be out and about a lot in the past few years, but he's only settled down in the last two years."

"That just proves that his time hasn't come yet. Don't rush it. Besides, now that the two continents have merged, people's lifespans have generally increased. It's okay to get married a little later. Look at Wanwan, she's already twenty-one, and neither Jiaojiao nor I have any intention of letting her get married too early."

Upon hearing Rong Qi's words, Rong Xi nudged him with his elbow: "Come on, your Wanwan went to the God Realm, how can you compare that to the mortal world? In the God Realm, Wanwan is twenty-one years old, she might still be a little kid. Hey, by the way, will Wanwan be able to come back for Chinese New Year this year? I haven't seen her for many years."

Rong Qi shook his head: "I don't know. I sent you a message when I came back a few days ago, but I didn't get a reply. You must be busy or cultivating."

Rong Xi tilted his head back, took a sip of wine, and muttered, "I don't know who your Wanwan takes after. She's been very independent since she was little, and she's a cultivation fanatic. By the way, thank you for taking care of Father and Mother all these years."

Rong Qi glanced at him, seemingly dissatisfied with his words: "Rong Xi, they are also my family. We are family."

"Alright, alright, it was my fault for speaking. Ah Qi, you've worked so hard taking care of Father and Mother all these years. I respect you, brother." Hearing Rong Qi call him by his full name, Rong Xi quickly corrected himself.

Rong Qi pursed his lips, picked up his wine glass, clinked glasses with him, and drank it down.

The two clinked glasses and drank one cup after another.

Luo Yunya was keeping a close eye on Rong Xi's situation, and she was still a little worried as she watched him drink one cup after another.

Feng Qinghuang comforted her, "Don't worry, Sister Yunya, Aqi knows what he's doing. Besides, the two brothers haven't seen each other for years, so having a few drinks won't hurt."

Luo Yunya feigned anger as she glanced at Feng Qinghuang: "Sister Huang, Axi is busy with state affairs all day long and is too tired. He can't drink too much alcohol, otherwise it will harm his health."

"Pfft, Sister Yunya is already showing the potential of a mother. Don't worry, the wine they're drinking is the plum wine I brewed before, it won't harm their health. You can try it if you don't believe me."

Luo Yunya frowned: "But I don't drink alcohol."

Aside from the nuptial wine on her wedding day, she had never drunk alcohol. Even when she was young and venturing out into the world on her own, she never touched a drop.

Feng Qinghuang poured her a small cup and handed it to her: "Sister Yunya, why don't you try it?"

Luo Yunya took the plum and brought it to her lips, taking a small sip. The plum flavor spread throughout her mouth, stimulating her taste buds.

"Sister Huang, this wine seems to have a sweet taste."

Feng Qinghuang nodded: "That's the taste of wine and plums fermenting together."

After hearing this, Luo Yunya drank the entire small cup. The aroma of plums and the stimulation of the wine made Luo Yunya feel as if she had stepped into a new world.