"What's the use of all that? We can only watch helplessly as you suffer."
The Empress shook her head bitterly, then finally looked up at Zhan Wushuang, paused her outstretched hand, and finally gently placed it on her cheek. "Girls change a lot as they grow up. Your mother almost didn't recognize you. You look like your father, but you're too thin."
"Mother...Mother Queen... Waaah..."
Feeling the warmth on her face, Zhan Wushuang's tears suddenly rolled down her cheeks, and then she reached out and covered the Empress's hand with her hand, which trembled slightly.
"Shuang'er... my Shuang'er, I've made you suffer all these years."
Seeing Zhan Wushuang like this, the Empress Mother finally couldn't hold back any longer and stepped forward to hug her tightly. "It's good that you're back."
After four years of longing and yearning, she had imagined this reunion countless times, and today, it had finally come true.
Her daughter is back, back by her side!
This time, she would never send her daughter away again, no matter what. Even if it meant using all the resources of the country, she would fight the Bu Jiang Dynasty to the death!
The hatred for the murder of one's daughter is irreconcilable!
Although Zhan Wushuang has returned safely, it does not mean that the actions of the Bujiang Dynasty can be overlooked.
This hatred can never be resolved, no matter what.
The one who strikes first is not Jiang!
Zhan Wushuang's cries were not deliberately suppressed and echoed freely in the carriage.
This little girl, who was usually as stubborn as steel, burst into tears for the first time, as if she wanted to vent all the bitterness and pain of the past four years.
What happened inside the carriage was unknown to outsiders, because it had long been shielded by the Empress's mental power.
Jun Feijue noticed this as soon as the Empress made her move, but she didn't sense any malice, so she remained quietly seated and did not disturb the reunion of the mother and daughter in front of her.
She couldn't quite put her finger on the feeling, but she could vaguely sense it.
Just like the day she returned to the Jun family.
The imperial carriage proceeded all the way to the palace and only stopped in front of the "Banquet Palace".
Zhan Wushuang was, after all, a princess of the Nüzun Kingdom, and her personality was just like a man's; she cried readily and ended things just as quickly.
By the time the palace servants outside called for the car to stop, she had already managed to control her emotions.
At this moment, although the mother and daughter did not speak, they could feel the affection between them just from their eyes.
Perhaps this is the wonder of bloodline power.
There is no lasting grudge between father and son; even the biggest conflicts can be resolved without any real resentment arising from them.
"Miss Jun, please."
In a world where the strong are respected, Jun Feijue was the strongest in the Empress's eyes, so she did not have the slightest arrogance as a superior.
"kindness."
Jun Feijue nodded and stepped off the carriage with Zhan Wushuang.
As soon as she got out of the car, Di Moyu immediately stepped forward, gently took Jun Feijue's hand, and stood to her left.
After that, in order, came Zhan Wushuang, Fan Qiyue, and... Ji Fanya, who was carrying the large black cauldron with one hand.
Hmm, Shi Wuxie is still sleeping inside, so the Black Cauldron can only remain in its enlarged state.
Let's go.
Seeing Ji Fanya's posture, the Empress couldn't help but twitch her lips slightly, but in the end she didn't say anything and led the others into the hall.
At this time, the hall was already filled with civil and military officials who had come to greet them. They were all female officials, and whether they were civil or military officials, they were all outstanding in appearance.
Indeed, humanity's tendency to judge by appearance is the same in every world.
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