Chapter 1292: The Resurgence of Returning to Beijing (6)

Han Liqing turned the wrench in his hand and said meaningfully: "Rui'er's temperament is a little unbearable. ”

When Han Yongrui heard this, he stopped what he was doing, and he looked at Han Liqing with a pair of bright eyes, "Father, when are we leaving?" ”

Yesterday, his father promised him that he would go back to the Wu'an Hou Mansion today, and then he would be able to see that little girl again.

Thinking of Ning'er, Han Yongrui's eyebrows and eyes were full of expectation, he hadn't seen him for a year, and he didn't know if the little girl had gained weight.

For so many years, although they met once a year, they often corresponded, and Ning'er could be regarded as the one he grew up watching.

Han Liqing knew that the prince wanted to go to the Marquis of Wu'an's Mansion very much, and most of them were because of the little county lord.

He casually picked up the fold arranged by the prince, looked down at the handwriting on the fold, and said casually: "If we go at night, it will not attract attention if it is quiet." ”

The subconscious meaning is to go secretly and not tell anyone.

When Han Yongrui heard this, he responded with a smile: "Okay." ”

……

Wu'an Hou Mansion.

"Coming, coming!!"

Steward He, who was waiting outside the house, ran and shouted to everyone.

Jiang Yurui, Mo Zixuan, Zhu Ziyue, Chen Qishan, Xuanwu, Bai Yin, Mo Zixuan, Yu Shijie and others got up and walked outside the hall.

Everyone was surprised and excited.

Outside the house.

Jiang Zebei had already helped Chen Mengtian get out of the carriage, and the two children were standing beside them.

Looking up at the plaque on the door of the Wu'an Hou Mansion, Jiang Zebei's mood was quite complicated.

Eight years ago, he left the capital and returned to Chenjia Village with Chen Mengtian, who was still pregnant, and then rushed to the battlefield, never returning to Beijing again.

For more than seven years, he has been adrift.

"I'm back."

Jiang Zebei's eyes narrowed slightly, and he sighed softly.

Chen Mengtian looked up at the man beside him, and slowly curled his lips, "Yes, we are finally back." ”

This is where the great-in-laws live, and it is a representative of the Jiang family's identity.

It is also a home in the capital.

However, in Chen Mengtian's heart, only Chenjiacun is called home, her home, and her home.

Looking up at the huge Wu'an Hou Mansion, Chen Mengtian knew that she would not stay here for long.

Thinking of the progress of his daily cultivation recently, Chen Mengtian felt that it might be time to give Jiang Zebei the time to strip off his ghostly energy.

Xu Wenzhan and Xu Wenrui brothers stood behind them, and they also looked at the Wu'an Hou Mansion with emotion, and their feelings were very complicated.

After seven years of searching for their master, they finally returned from their mission.

Suzaku, Qinglong, Shiyi and a group of secret guards stand behind them to support their master.

Jiang Zebei took off the high hat on his head, revealing Chen Mengtian, who had grown a lot of short hair, and turned his head sideways to Chen Mengtian, who was holding his hand, "Let's go home." He held Ning'er by his side with his other hand.

"Okay." Chen Mengtian narrowed his eyes and smiled.

Her other hand held An'er's hand, and the family of four stepped into the Wu'an Hou Mansion.

The huge door of the mansion was open, but there was no one outside to greet it, and it was very deserted.

However, in Jiang Zebei, when Chen Mengtian and the others stepped into the mansion, they saw the courtyard full of people.

Led by Jiang Yurui, beside him were Zhu Ziyue, Chen Qishan, and then Mo Zixuan, Mo Ziye, Yu Shijie, Xuanwu, Bai Yin, and the Jiang family's secret guards who greeted their masters.

"Brother!!

Jiang Yurui's eyes were red, and he cried and shouted for seven years.

Jiang Zebei looked at the young man in the turbid world, his eyebrows and eyes softened, "Xiao Rui." ”