Twin Space: The Evil King Should Never Think of Taking the Throne

Aji came to the table unceremoniously, sat next to Yun Yido, picked up the chopsticks and started the childish mode of snatching food from Grandpa.

"Grandpa is bullying a kid, the chicken leg belongs to Aji."

"Children should respect the elderly and love the young. Grandpa eats the chicken legs."

The two people at the table were having a lot of fun playing back and forth, and Yun Feiyang and the other two felt helpless as they watched.

"Grandpa, our room has been arranged. This Aji..."

Yun Feiyang felt a headache for no reason when he saw Aji following them after dinner. He had a feeling that they might not be able to get rid of Aji.

"Aji and Grandpa can just share one room."

Yun Feiyang was stunned. When did his grandfather become so kind and treat strangers so well? This was unlike the Poison King's usual style.

"No, no, no, Aji is sleeping with my sister."

"No."

Yun Feiyang refused sternly. This Ah Ji was growing taller, probably about twelve or thirteen years old, and it was impossible for him to pester Yun Feiyang's sister.

"Ah! Brother Ghost Face is too fierce. Aji doesn't want him. Aji wants sister."

Aji shouted and took small steps to hide behind Yun Yido, his body bouncing back and forth, making everyone laugh.

At this time, Grandpa looked at the sky and said to Yun Feiyang:

"Yang'er, ask the shopkeeper if there are any vacancies and open two more upper rooms."

"Yes."

Yun Feiyang was full of doubts, but he still obediently went to find the shopkeeper and booked two rooms upstairs.

"Grandpa, have you made an appointment with anyone?"

Seeing that the Poison King kept looking at the door, as if he was waiting for someone, and looked very anxious, Wu Yu opened his mouth and asked.

The Poison King shook his head, his eyes never moving away from the door. Seeing this, everyone stopped asking questions.

"How about we sit in the lobby?"

Yun Yido pulled the clingy Aji, and seeing that grandpa refused to go back to the room, she simply suggested that they sit in the lobby for a while.

When she pulled Ah Ji's arm, something suddenly occurred to her. She lifted Ah Ji's arm and looked at it, then lifted her own arm and looked at it, then turned to look at Wu Yu, who was also wearing a white dress like her, and reached out to touch Ah Ji's arm.

They were both wearing white clothes, and they looked the same, but Yun Yiduo felt that her clothes were made of the same material as Aji's. At this time, Yun Feiyang also came over and sat down, and Yun Yiduo unconsciously went up and touched Axiong.

"Duoduo, what's wrong?"

"Ah? It's okay. It's okay."

Yun Yiduo smiled, looked at Aji, then looked at Grandpa, as if she knew something. This Aji must have something to do with them.

"Aji, your clothes are so beautiful, where did you buy them?"

"Mother said that this dress cannot be bought outside. Sister, you... Hey? Sister, why are you wearing soft gauze too! Humph! Mother lied to Aji again."

For some unknown reason, Aji suddenly became angry, as if he had suffered some kind of blow. Tears were welling up in his eyes, and I felt sorry for him.

"Aji, what's wrong?"

Yun Yiduo asked gently, but Aji just kept sulking and ignored her. Wu Yu also patted Aji's back gently to comfort him, but his anger did not subside.

The grandfather beside him kept looking out the door, and Yun Feiyang also noticed the problem with the clothes. The fabric was indeed rare, and he originally thought that the Lin family had prepared the best things for them because they owed them, but now it seemed that there was another hidden story.

At this time, a deep male voice came from outside the door, with a gentle but dignified attitude.

"Shopkeeper. Prepare two upper rooms and feed the horses with good grass and good food."

As the voice got closer, a tall, handsome middle-aged man walked in. He was wearing a blue Confucian robe and a long sword slung across his back. His attire was somewhat conservative, but many people stood up and saluted him.

Behind him, a woman in a white gown walked slowly, stunning the entire inn. She had eyes as bright as stars, fair and delicate skin, and a charming and intoxicating smile. She was truly a darling favored by God, and even with her hair in a bun, she could not hide her charming demeanor.

"This sister is so beautiful. But this couple really looks like a couple, just like father and mother."

Wu Yu watched the woman walk in, and couldn't help but look at her. Not only Wu Yu, but everyone couldn't help but look at her.

"Humph!"

A discordant voice came out, it turned out that Ah Ji was still angry. When she saw the woman, she turned around and became even angrier.

"Ling'er, how are you?"

Just when everyone was attracted by the woman's temperament, the Poison King's words successfully made the woman look over.

"Uncle!"

When the woman saw the Poison King, her eyes were full of disbelief. Her gaze swept across the Poison King's white hair, and suddenly her eyes turned red.

The man also came over at this time, performed a standard martial arts etiquette, and then apologized and went to book a room.

"The room has been reserved for you. Just waiting for you to claim this little troublemaker! You guys! It's been fifteen years!"

The Poison King said this, shaking his head repeatedly, looking into the distance, holding back tears, and waving to everyone.

"The lobby is not a place to talk. Go back to your room first."

Everyone got up and went back to their rooms, and the woman named Ling'er went over and pulled Aji, who was sulking.

"Ji'er, what's wrong? Are you angry because mother didn't come to see you?"

"Humph, mother is a liar. She is not a good child."

"What's wrong? Look at your blushing face." The woman gently tidied up the loose hair on Aji's forehead, which made Aji calm down a little.

"Mother said that this dress is very valuable and can only be worn by the most important people in the tribe, so Aji wore it. But mother lied."

Ah Ji pointed at Yun Feiyang, pouted, and looked unhappy. He seemed to be saying that everyone has a ghost mask like him, so what's the point of talking about precious things?

"Oh?"

The woman looked at Yun Feiyang. Although he was wearing a ghost mask, she could guess something from his figure. She turned her head to look at Yun Yiduo who was with Mu Li, and she had a plan in mind.

"Ji'er, mother didn't lie. Mother will explain to you later."

When everyone arrived at the room, the Poison King sat upright in the main seat. The couple then pulled Aji over to pay their respects to the Poison King.

"Ji'er, pay your respects to your uncle."

They folded their hands and raised them above their brows, bowed deeply to the Poison King, and then the three of them knelt on the ground and saluted to the Poison King again.

The Poison King looked at them and smiled. As he smiled, tears began to flow. The tears flowed more and more violently, leaving the three little ones at a loss.

"Grandpa, don't cry."

Three people came over to dissuade the Poison King, while the three people who had just performed the ceremony remained kneeling without moving.

"Get up!"

The Poison King gently raised his hand, and the three of them stood up in an orderly manner. At this time, the woman was also in tears.

"It's been fifteen years, and you guys are finally back. If it had been any later, I'm afraid my uncle wouldn't have been able to wait for you."

"Uncle, although it took a while, Ling'er and her family are back."