"Aunt!!!" Xiao Lingyan raised her hand and waved vigorously, baring her teeth and pulling Xiao Linghui forward.
Xiao Linghui also raised her chubby little hands and waved them together, and a soft and sticky voice sounded.
“Aunt!!”
"Ling Yan, Ling Hui, we're back!"
When Lin Yiran saw the two children, the corners of her mouth unconsciously rose.
These two children are the most worry-free and caring children she has ever met.
Before she took the peerless martial arts elixir, Xiao Lingyan patiently took her to practice basic skills every day.
This child is really patient.
Xiao Linghui also has very strong endurance. Although she is so small, she never complains of being tired or suffering while practicing.
After she conquers Xiliang Kingdom and gets tired of being the empress, she will pass the throne to these two children.
"Lingyan!" Xiao Yunyou heard Xiao Lingyan's clear voice in the car and excitedly stood up holding the car fender.
Looking at his daughter running towards the three-wheeled motorcycle, Xiao Yunyou's heart twitched, his throat tightened, and tears instantly burst out.
He missed too much of his daughter's growth.
When he went to war four years ago, Ling Yan's face was still chubby, but now the chubby little face is gone, replaced by a small oval face.
Her eyebrows and eyes are just like her mother's, full of heroism and very beautiful.
His little Lingyan has grown up!
"Ling Yan~~"
Xiao Yunyou waved his hand and shouted with a trembling voice.
He had shouted this cry countless times in his dreams, and this time he was finally able to shout it out in person.
Xiao Lingyan paused, frowning slightly as she looked at the thin man standing behind the car.
"Who is this?"
Xiao Lingyan muttered in confusion.
At this moment, the three-wheeled motorcycle just stopped in front of her.
"Aunt!"
Xiao Lingyan immediately retracted her gaze and looked at Lin Yiran who had stepped out of the driver's seat. She bared her teeth and rushed over to give her a bear hug.
"Aunt, I miss you."
My aunt has been very busy lately. She missed her so much when she went to Pingliang City before.
They finally waited for their aunt to come back and take them to attack the capital, but it turned out that their aunt went to do other important things.
Fortunately, her aunt came back soon, and she could still build an empire with her aunt.
Xiao Linghui, with her chubby little face, squeezed next to Xiao Lingyan, stretched out her short arms, and hugged Lin Yiran, "I miss my aunt too."
"Aunt misses you too..."
Lin Yiran grinned and hugged the two little guys happily.
"Look, who did my aunt bring back?"
Lin Yiran let go of the two little ones, stood beside them, and looked at the people climbing down from the cart with a smile.
"Ling Yan!"
The one who rushed down the fastest this time was Xiao Yunyou.
Before the three-wheeled motorcycle came to a complete stop, half of his foot was already outside the hood.
Xiao Yunyou looked at Xiao Lingyan, who was already as tall as his chest, with red eyes.
When he walked over, his daughter was not even as tall as his waist, but now she is as tall as his chest.
Xiao Lingyan looked at Xiao Yunyou, who looked as thin as a skull, with a puzzled look on her face.
"Who are you-----"
Is she supposed to know this person?
For some reason, she couldn't help feeling sad when she saw the skinny person in front of her.
Especially when she met the man's eyes, she felt a sense of déjà vu.
However, she had no memory of ever seeing this person before.
Xiao Yunyou looked at his daughter's unfamiliar eyes and felt so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe.
The girl who asked him to hold her every day no longer recognized him.
Yes, he looks so terrible now that if he stood in front of Emperor Wu of Liang, he would definitely not be recognized.
Yao Wenhong looked at the father and daughter who were frozen there, one with tears on his face and the other with confusion on his face.
She walked forward with red eyes and gently pinched Xiao Lingyan's shoulders.
"Ling Yan, this is your dad, your father. Your aunt found your dad..."
"Dad!?" Xiao Lingyan looked at Yao Wenhong with confusion.
Didn’t her father die four years ago?
Can the dead be brought back?
But this man is nothing like the father she had in mind.
"Yes!" Yao Wenhong nodded with a choked voice, "It's your father, he's not dead."
Yao Wenhong looked at Xiao Lingyan's confused eyes and felt extremely heartbroken.
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