The irascible and mad concubine whose soul traveled through ancient times has room

The two of them didn't make any other moves. Things behind the scenes were still too complicated. If they were to alert others today, the big boss behind the scenes might be hiding deeper.

Although Wen Ning is not afraid, he can't stand someone behind his back. He might come out and bite you at any time. This matter needs to be considered in the long term and there is no need to rush.

Taking back the little mosquito, Mo Chenyuan patted the stone wall five times, the stone door closed, and the two quietly exited the forest and walked back.

When passing Liyuan Village, Wen Ning paused for a moment, and suddenly remembered what King Xiao said. If he didn't know one day, the crazy King Xiao would really let his dog bite people.

Didn't this village suffer in vain? Although there was no danger at the moment, Wen Ning suddenly remembered the original owner. . .

Mo Chenyuan could see what Wen Ning was thinking, and stood quietly beside Wen Ning, looking at Wen Ning's troubled face.

Mo Chenyuan picked up Wen Ning and walked towards the village. Wen Ning was startled. Before he could ask, Mo Chenyuan's voice came.

"If you don't worry, just take them away. I won't be able to support these people."

Wen Ning thought the same thing, it was just a few more people eating, it was not a big deal, and he thought to himself (Wen Ning, I have found your family for you. From now on, we will be settled, I don’t owe you anymore)

When I think about it, I no longer feel entangled in my heart, and my steps become a bit more open.

The village is very quiet. It is almost early in the morning, and people in the village may still be sleeping soundly.

The two men's footsteps were extremely hidden, and the two dogs in the village did not notice it. They walked straight to the door of a blue brick house on the east side.

Along the way, Wen Ning noticed that this house was one of the best in the village. Most other houses were thatched houses.

Dong dong dong

Mo Chenyuan gently knocked on the door. The person inside must have been sleeping deeply and did not hear the knock on the door.

Mo Chenyuan couldn't help but get a little aggravated. He knocked on the door three times in a row before the oil lamp came on in the house.

"Who?"

An old man's voice came from inside the house, accompanied by the creaking sound of the door opening.

The two of them did not answer, but continued to knock on the door three times.

The footsteps that were getting closer and closer immediately stopped. The people in the house seemed to feel that something was wrong and did not dare to open the door rashly. They asked again vigilantly.

"Who"

Mo Chenyuan lowered his voice and answered softly.

"Mr. Lin, I am Mo Chenyuan."

The person inside the room was stunned for a moment, and it took half a minute to realize what was happening. He quickly ran to the door. He didn't open the door, but lowered his voice and asked again.

"Who do you say you are?"

Mo Chenyuan was not impatient and lowered his voice and replied again.

"Mr. Lin, I am Mo Chenyuan, the regent."

The person in the house seemed to be sure that he heard correctly. He quickly pulled out the door bolt and the door opened with a creak.

What caught Wen Ning's eyes was an old man with a kind face. Wen Ning didn't allow Wen Ning to think too much. The old man quickly knelt down.

"The guilty minister meets the regent"

Mo Chenyuan quickly supported the old man

"You're welcome, Mr. Lin, let's go in first and talk later."

Lin Zhong quickly opened the door and made a gesture of invitation.

"Ah, yes, my lord, please come in quickly."

Lin Zhong was a little stunned when he saw Wen Ning.

"This must be it."

Lin Zhong looked at Mo Chenyuan expectantly. Mo Chenyuan did not answer and continued.

"Let's talk after we go in"

Lin Zhong quickly gave way. Mo Chenyuan took Wen Ning's hand and strode into the front hall. At this time, his grandmother Zhang also came out of the bedroom. Before anyone arrived, the sound came first.

"Ms. sir, who is coming?"

Lin Zhong was stunned for a moment when he saw the two of them. Lin Zhong, who was following them, quickly ran to Mrs. Zhang.

"Hey, don't talk nonsense, this is the regent."

When Mrs. Zhang heard this, she blurted out

"What, Regent? Then our Ning'er"

Before he finished speaking, Lin Zhong quickly interrupted Zhang.

"Stop talking so much, why don't you go boil a pot of hot tea and let the prince warm up?"

When Mrs. Zhang heard what Lin Zhong said, she didn't say much. She glanced at Wen Ning, looked back three times, and reluctantly left the house and walked to the kitchen.

Lin Zhong then said awkwardly

"Your Majesty, please take a seat. This is a humble house, please don't blame me, Your Majesty."

Mo Chenyuan nodded and did not go to the main seat. Instead, he pulled Wen Ning to sit on the chair on the right side of the main seat.

Wen Ning then took a look at the furnishings in the house. They were not very fancy, but just like ordinary people's houses. There was an Eight Immortals table directly above it, with two chairs on both sides of the table.

Secondly, on both sides, there are two chairs next to a table. There is a door on the right side of the entrance, and inside the door is the bedroom.

Lin Zhong was sitting on a chair at the door of the room, looking a little anxious and restless. His hair was tied up high. Even though he had just gotten up, he was still meticulous.

The shadow of Lin Yueniang can still be vaguely seen on the facial features. It can be seen that Lin Zhong was also a handsome young man when he was young, but he has been tempered by years.

He looked slightly tired, and the wrinkles on his face were clearly visible. His silver-white beard hung down to his collarbone, and the expectation in the old man's eyes could be seen in his hands slightly rubbing his knees.

"My lord, I don't know that this girl is my miserable granddaughter."

Lin Zhong glanced at Wen Ning, and then asked Mo Chenyuan, a question at any time, but also an affirmation. From Wen Ning's facial features, Lin Zhong could be sure that Wen Ning was Lin Yueniang's daughter.

Without waiting for Mo Chenyuan to answer, Wen Ning stood up and walked to Lin Zhong. Seeing Wen Ning coming over, Lin Zhong also stood up quickly.

Wen Ning leaned over and saluted

"Grandpa, I am Wen Ning"

Hearing the affirmative answer, Lin Zhong immediately burst into tears and quickly stretched out his hand to help Wen Ning up. Even he himself didn't notice his slightly trembling hands.

"Ning'er, you are really Ning'er, my poor child."

As she spoke, she couldn't help but shed tears. Ms. Zhang, who was standing in the living room, also heard the conversation of the people in the room.

He stumbled and ran in. Wen Ning quickly reached out to help him.

Mrs. Zhang firmly grabbed Wen Ning’s hand, tears streaming down her face.

"You are really Ning'er, my child, my miserable child, woo woo, Yueniang, my child woo woo."

Mrs. Zhang was so emotional that she cried with snot and tears, which made Wen Ning a little bit at a loss.

"Grandma, grandpa, you two, please take care of yourself."

Hearing what Wen Ning said, Mrs. Zhang came back to her senses slightly, and Lin Zhong also wiped his cloudy eyes.

"Yes, yes, Ning'er is right, old lady, don't be sad, please let Ning'er sit down."

Mrs. Zhang then reluctantly let go of Wen Ning's hand. Seeing that everyone's emotions had almost calmed down, Mo Chenyuan came and spoke calmly.

"Mr. Lin, madam, you two elders can rest assured that I will take good care of An Ning and will never let An Ning be wronged."

When the two elders heard what Mo Chenyuan said, they nodded repeatedly, and Mo Chenyuan continued.

"The two of us are here today to take our elders to Anyang."

Hear what Mo Chenyuan said, second old man, you look at me and I look at you.