Fortunately, the son's "mother, mother!" The cry made her forget all her troubles.

What had been some wariness had now been reduced to a point where she would feel terrible if she thought about it for the slightest.

God knows how much she rejected letting Wang Erya get close to her son when she first had this idea.

But now, she seems to have completely fallen out.

Xiao Yat became anxious.

Like Wang Xin, it was difficult for him to muster up his enthusiasm for cultivation.

But I don't know what's going on, Daming City is becoming more and more stable day by day, and the flow of people is constantly increasing.

It is conceivable that it will not be long before this city will be full of life, and there will never be the chaos of troubled times.

But this is, of course, an impossible illusion.

In fact, there have been a lot of mysterious cultivation in Daming City, all of which have covered up their cultivation and pretended to be ordinary people to enter the city and lurk.

God knows if these people are here to settle down, or if they're here to spy on the news.

And Wang Xin didn't have the enthusiasm to drive out all the monks now.

As long as people don't make trouble, there's no reason for that.

But there should be some caution still to be done, so I dispatched troops and arrested some monks to come over for interrogation, but it was a coincidence that they really wanted to have a safe casual cultivation.

I also know that this Daming City is the same as Longjiao City in the north, and there are forces that are deterring, so they all clamp their tails and only be a good citizen.

In the blink of an eye, it is already December.

Xiao Yi finally proposed it to the lady.

"It's time for me to go!" He said bitterly.

Wang Xin didn't want to distinguish whether he was true or fake, she came to the Crab Shadow Continent for this matter, if it weren't for her son's inability to be like before now, she would have to follow.

Therefore, she silently nodded in agreement.

Both of them knew that, no matter what, in this world, they were inseparable, so the separation was obviously painful.

Therefore, it was said that it was going to leave, but it dragged on for a few days.

Until one day on the twentieth of December, Xiao Yi sighed: "Twenty-one, ah......"

Wang Xin suddenly woke up and was silent again.

She is also eighteen years old, and her son is one year old.

There seemed to be some kind of magic to this data, and she had no idea what to think.

"Tomorrow...... Tomorrow you will go! She said.

Xiao Yi sighed lightly, came over and hugged her, and the two sat quietly together until their son made a fuss again.

The north wind is cold, and it can't cool their bodies, but it seems to blow into the depths of their hearts.

Xiao Yi still left, only taking Gu Yuanxing, Yu Tongtian and Zhu Zhaoran with him, and Wang Xin only left Ling Qiushui and Lu Nan by his side.

The others are distributed in Longjiao City and Daming City, still carrying out the task of maintaining law and order.

Wang Xin hugged her son and personally sent Xianggong out of Daming City, this time, she cried again.

“…… Remember, safety is more important than anything else...... Also, don't forget to practice ......," she said in a choked voice.

Xiao Yi frowned, hugged her silently, sighed softly, turned his head to look south, and there was a fire in his eyes.

Feeling that the lady's mood had eased a little, he said in a low voice: "What if...... I mean, if there's any danger, you go directly to Heavenly Bless City, where will I find you! ”

Wang Xin nodded, lowered her teary eyes, and took her son's little hand: "Come, say goodbye to Daddy, and ask him to come back early!" ”

Xiao Feng glanced at Xiao Yi, and then looked around again.

The two were helpless.

It wasn't until the flying boat had disappeared into the divine thoughts that Wang Xin took a deep breath and resolutely returned to Daming City, Ling Qiushui and the others sighed and followed silently.

To such an extent, it is difficult to see such a distinct scene.

For a few days, Wang Xin was depressed, making the atmosphere of the entire Zhongwang Mansion dull.

Finally, on the day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, Zuo Qingchan came to see Wang Xin, saying that they were asked by Wang Fuding to celebrate the New Year with the royal family, so they would not accompany Wang Xin.

This is also the proper meaning, but Wang Xin woke up in shock, and her heart suddenly moved.

She calmly looked at Zuo Qingchan's somewhat apprehensive face, nodded slowly, and said softly, "But do you want me to send someone to escort you?" ”

Zuo Qingchan smiled bitterly and shook her head, saying in her heart that this is the matter of the Wang family, what kind of system will it be to bring an outsider.

Wang Xin no longer insisted, but ordered Ling Qiushui to follow secretly.

Ling Qiushui felt unusual, and asked carefully, "If there is a change......

Wang Xin said lightly: "Just watch, no matter!" ”

Ling Qiushui took the order.

Who knew that after Zuo Qingchan's mother and daughter entered the Ming Palace, where Wang Fuding was located, they couldn't spy on Ling Qiushui's divine sense in the late infant.

The Ming Wangfu has a divine thought to isolate the big array.

Fortunately, it was not far away, and Wang Xin already knew about it, so she commanded again: "Wait for them to come out!" ”

Ling Qiushui chose an attic and quietly sneaked into it, meditating and monitoring.

Wang Xin smiled bitterly, the new clothes she prepared for her son were a little inappropriate, but at this time, it was not good to go to the tailor again, so she had to come by herself.

In the palace of King Ming, Zuo Qingchan carefully took her daughter into a huge hall, and the two subordinates were led aside and joined the other subordinates.

The seats in the hall have already been arranged, Wang Fuding faces south and backs to north, occupies the main seat, and there are twenty gorgeous Taishi chairs on both sides, and Wang Hattian is actually sitting on his right side.

The elders of the various branches sat among the twenty chairs.

Behind these people, there are nearly forty chairs placed against the wall, where people like Zuo Qingchan sit.

The Wang family, now gathered in Daming City, there are more than 200 people, and those who can sit in this hall are all important figures in the clan.

Zuo Qingchan and Wang Fengjiao are the last two clansmen of the Three Princes' line, and they are qualified according to the rules.

The Wang family will have such a clan gathering every year during the Chinese New Year, looking back on the past and looking forward to the future, which is also the proper meaning.

During the gathering, it is common to talk about empty and useless plans for the restoration of the country, which is nothing more than exhorting the children of the royal family to build more population, cultivate geniuses, and prepare for the future restoration plan.

After that, it was the clan dinner, the whole process was unremarkable, which made Zuo Qingchan and Wang Fengjiao worry for a long time in vain, and they didn't know how to deal with it, it was already after midnight.

Then he took his subordinates out of the Ming Palace.

All strange people who have mastered the science of numerology will develop a habit and be very sensitive to any changes that occur around them.

Wang Xin is no exception.

At this time, she ignored the urgency of her son pulling her outside, and stared at Zuo Qingchan's mother and daughter who walked out of the Ming Palace.

There was no rain or snow on this Chinese New Year's Eve, the streets were still relatively lively, and the firecrackers trafficked from the Jade Silkworm Continent were enough and not very valuable.

Children are not uncommon, and they are accompanied by cautious, but also cheerful and relaxed adults.

The Ming Wangfu is more than a mile away from the Zhongwang Mansion, not far away, and it is all a street.

Wang Xin bit her lip gently.

Miss tonight, Zuo Qingchan's mother and daughter will stay in the Zhongwang Mansion again, and they will not go out when they are free.

She couldn't help but sweep her thoughts over the entire area.

Immediately, the corners of her mouth curled.

But at the same time, she also struggled.

Then, this entanglement was like a thunderbolt in the nine heavens, rumbling in her heart, which made her bow turn.

"Save ...... or not," she murmured in her heart.