Chapter 851 Wanwan Grows Up

Seeing her like this, Qiong Hua did not stop her. He quickly stood up and helped the Imperial Concubine up.

They understood each other tacitly, remained silent, and moved towards the cave entrance.

It was as if he was afraid of disturbing something.

However, when they reached the cave entrance, they did not see Wanwan looking anxiously into the cave.

At this time, Wanwan was sitting quietly on the edge of the cliff with her back to the cave.

That thin and small figure looked particularly lonely at the edge of the cliff.

At this time, the glutinous rice ball and the Qilin were on her left and right, both snuggling beside her.

Lu Xingwan also caressed them very naturally, but her eyes were looking towards the distant sky, making it hard to tell what she was thinking.

At this time, Lu Xingwan seemed to be attracted by the distant sky and did not hear the sound behind him.

Her thoughts had drifted away from this place, and she didn't know where they were going.

In her mind, all she could see was her mother's figure, and naturally, she was worried about her mother.

At this moment, Song Qingyan just looked quietly at Wanwan who was not far away. Gradually, her eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist. As her eyelashes trembled, a tear rolled down.

Her heart was filled with emotion, as if the little baby who was still in her arms yesterday had grown so big now.

It looks like she is in her teens.

She felt a little lost, as if she had missed too many moments of Wanwan's growth.

I should have been by her side, but so many things happened.

Thinking about her small body and how she had to endure so much, she felt a little sad.

Thinking of this, Song Qingyan held Qiong Hua's hand tightly, and seemed to be trembling a little.

At this time, Qiong Hua had already let go of the hand that was supporting Song Qingyan, and was looking quietly at Wanwan who was not far away, with a lot of emotion in his heart.

She said nothing, but just stood behind Wanwan with the Imperial Concubine.

Song Qingyan knew very well that since Wanwan was a cultivator, she was different from them mortals.

It is understandable that we grow so fast nowadays.

But when she thought about how she had been working hard for herself during this period, how she couldn't eat well and couldn't sleep well, she felt sad.

Her child, who should have been raised in luxury, had actually gone through so much.

Perhaps, this is what others say, if you want to wear the crown, you must bear its weight.

When she was in the Great Chu Kingdom, Wanwan was a princess of the Great Chu Kingdom and she needed to put the common people of the Great Chu Kingdom first.

In the world of immortal cultivation, she was an immortal cultivator and needed to do her best to help mortals.

Just like before, Song Qingyan always hoped that Wanwan could live for herself.

But she knew that there were many things that she could not control.

Suddenly thinking of her dream, Song Qingyan couldn't wait to tell this story to Wanwan.

Perhaps, they are Wanwan's father and mother in this world of immortal cultivation.

If her dream was real, then Wanwan should not have met her parents.

I think she also wants to know more about them.

Thinking of this, Song Qingyan did not delay any longer and took a few quick steps towards Lu Xingwan's direction.

Afraid of scaring Wanwan, she stopped not far from Lu Xingwan and called out softly, "Wanwan."

There was infinite tenderness in that voice. Although it was soft, it reached Lu Xingwan's ears clearly.

At this moment, Lu Xingwan, who was sitting on the edge of the cliff in a daze, was stunned when he suddenly heard his mother's voice.

She seemed not to have heard this voice for a long time.

This is my mother's voice.

Her small hand that was caressing the two little beasts froze for a moment, and then, as if she couldn't believe herself, she turned around and looked towards the source of the sound.

As soon as she turned her head, naturally, the person who came into her sight was Song Qingyan.

Now she was standing in front of him, safe and sound, just like before.

Qiong Hua, who was beside Song Qingyan, also waved at her, motioning her to move forward.

Lu Xingwan's eyes were instantly filled with joy, and she ran towards her mother without hesitation.

Song Qingyan subconsciously wanted to squat down and hold Wanwan in her arms, but seeing that Wanwan's current height was almost as tall as her, why would she need to squat down?

She opened her arms and faced Lu Xingwan who was facing her.

The next moment, Lu Xingwan threw herself into her mother's arms. Her little shoulders kept shaking in Song Qingyan's arms, as if she was choking.

The voice was filled with longing and joy, as if emotions that had been suppressed for a long time had found an outlet.

Song Qingyan looked at Wanwan in her arms with a look of distress in her eyes. She reached out and gently stroked Lu Xingwan's hair.

"Don't cry Wanwan, everything is fine with mother."

"Mother is fine now. You and your sister Qionghua must have been worried about her all this time!"

When she stroked Wanwan's hair, she could feel that Wanwan must have been running around outside non-stop during this period. Compared with her delicate and soft hair before, her hair is now a bit rougher and has lost its former smoothness.

Miss Qionghua's face also looked as if it had been worn by the strong wind, and her originally delicate face was full of vicissitudes.

It looks exactly like our side when they return from the battlefield.

My mother at that time also said that she disliked me, but she kept touching her face and crying.

Before I knew it, I had become like my mother.

You know, these two girls were the most unrestrained when they were in the palace.

She suddenly felt that there was nothing good about being an immortal cultivator, and it would be better to be a rich lady.

That's not good either. A rich girl will eventually have to marry and have children, and be shackled by her husband's family for the rest of her life. It's better for her to be freer like them.

She hoped that her Wanwan and Miss Qionghua would always be free.

Although she knew that Wanwan and Miss Qionghua were older than her, for some reason, she always treated them like children.

I will always have only love for them in my heart.

As if he had vented enough of his emotions, Lu Xingwan stood up from his mother's arms and stared at his mother in front of him again.

She looked her mother up and down again and again. Her mother was still the same as before, with those familiar features, which made her feel extremely at ease.

The most important thing is that my mother is still as beautiful as before, and even looks a lot more delicate than before.

I guess there's nothing to worry about during this time.

Then Lu Xingwan looked at Sister Qionghua beside her.