The next day, Feng Qinghuang and her family of three, having packed their things, stood at the door to say goodbye to Granny Xue and Bai Feng.
"Master, Granny Xue, are you really not coming home with us?"
Bai Feng shook his head: "Little girl, you should go back. My identity and that of Granny Xue are not suitable for too much excitement. After all, we cannot have too much contact with the human world. Being able to live with you for these past few years can be considered as not having wasted our time."
Rong Muxi, nestled in Bai Feng's arms, pouted, her eyes brimming with tears: "Grandpa, Grandma, I'll miss you terribly. When I grow up, I'll come back to see you."
Bai Feng affectionately pinched her little face: "Good, good, good, our little one is the best. Grandpa and Grandma will miss you very much. Little one must listen to Daddy and Mommy."
Rong Muxi nodded.
Rong Qi took Rong Muxi into his arms and said, "Don't cry, sweetie. Daddy and Mommy will bring you to see Grandpa and Grandma again in the future, okay?"
"Really, Father?"
Rong Qi nodded: "Of course it's true, my dear, you must believe your father."
"Yes, I trust Father."
After saying goodbye, Rong Qi carried his daughter and led Feng Qinghuang into the formation, with Xiao Xue following behind.
Only after the formation disappeared did Granny Xue and Bai Feng turn around and return to the courtyard.
Soon, the figures of Feng Qinghuang and her family of three appeared outside the city of Sky City.
Xiao Xue's body also shrunk to the size of a small puppy; after all, the Snow Wolf King's enormous body was still quite eye-catching.
The family of three took Xiaoxue for a stroll around the city before heading towards the Feng family's home.
Arriving at the Feng family's gate, Feng Qinghuang looked up at the familiar entrance, feeling an extremely strong sense of belonging.
Putting aside the fact that I spent three years in the snowfield, I also spent almost twenty years in the modern world before that. All of this has gone by too fast.
The servants at the door saw that it was the young lady and her son-in-law returning, with a delicate little doll in their arms, and their faces lit up with joy.
"Miss and son-in-law, you're back! The head of the family and his wife are both home!"
Feng Qinghuang nodded: "Yes, you're back. Is everything alright at home?"
"Everything is fine, Miss and Son-in-law, please don't worry."
After thanking her, Feng Qinghuang took Rong Qi's arm and walked into the courtyard.
In the courtyard, Murong Wan and Lin Yiran were drinking tea and eating snacks. Now that the children were all grown up, they could finally relax completely.
"Mother, Aunt."
Upon hearing the familiar voice, Murong Wan and Lin Yiran quickly turned around. When they saw that it was Rong Qi from Feng Qinghuang, they quickly got up and walked over.
"Huang'er, you're finally back! Oh, this must be my little granddaughter. Xixi, I'm your grandma, come here and give me a hug."
Rong Muxi could recognize her grandmother's voice and looked up with her chubby little arms, wanting to be held.
"Grandma, give me a hug."
Murong Wan happily took the little one, beaming from ear to ear: "Oh my, my little granddaughter is so beautiful! Huang'er, what about Xi Xi's hair?"
Murong Wan looked at Xi Xi's naturally curly hair with great curiosity. She had never seen such a hairstyle in all her years of life.
Because Xixi was afraid of pain, she never braided her hair. When her hair grew long, Feng Qinghuang would cut it. Now Yanran has shoulder-length curly hair and looks like a doll.
“Mother, this is what she was born with. She was too spoiled and wouldn’t let anyone tie her hair up, so we cut it short.”
Murong Wan stroked the soft hair on the baby's head: "Hmm, but it's quite comfortable like this. Our Xixi said she doesn't want her hair tied up, so she doesn't. She does whatever is comfortable."
Lin Yiran, who was standing next to her, saw Murong Wan touching her little head and wanted to do the same, but she still had to ask the little one's permission first.
"Little Xixi, can your great-aunt pat your little head?"
Rong Muxi looked at Lin Yiran, whose eyes were gentle, and nodded her head full of curly hair.
"Yes, Auntie."
The voice was familiar to her, and she could touch it.
Once Lin Yiran put her hands on her head, she didn't want to put them down; her curly hair felt so comfortable.
"Yiran, let's go to the study and find those two old guys, let them also take a liking to this little guy."
Lin Yiran nodded: "Let's go, let's go, they've been looking forward to this little guy for a long time."
Without turning their heads, the two of them walked directly towards the study in the courtyard after finishing their conversation.
Phoenix Soars to the Heavens........
"Aqi, are they looking forward to our return, or to the baby's return?"
Rong Qi smiled and took her hand, saying, "You're probably more excited about the baby. It's okay, you still have me."
After all, they didn't seem to see me either; we were in the same boat.
Feng Qinghuang sat on the stool her mother had just made and took out the Spirit Advisor.
"I miss my sons. I want them to come back soon. I don't know if Wanwan will be able to come back."
Three years ago, right after they left, Wanwan came back once, but they just missed each other. I wonder if they'll ever come back again after another three years.
"It's okay, let's get in touch first. Anyway, we're back now and we don't plan to go out again anytime soon, so we'll be able to meet up eventually."
"good."
Rong Qi also misses Wanwan very much. It's been seven years since then. He wonders if Wanwan has changed too much.
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