The villain was shocked: his mother used a ghost to coax the child

Yun Shangrong was a little annoyed by the noise. The dignified Prince Zhan was just meeting her junior sister.

How come it's even more frightening than going to the battlefield?

"Don't worry, my lord. Everything is fine. Everything is fine."

After receiving a positive answer, War King Rong Jiuxiao finally calmed down a little.

When there was a knock on the door, Wen Qingliu, who had been waiting in the yard with his eyes wide open, suddenly had a look in his eyes.

He rushed forward with one step.

"I'll open the door, I'll open the door."

The moment I opened the door, I saw someone outside who looked exactly like my senior sister.

Suddenly, Wen Qingliu's eyes were filled with tears.

There was not even time to pull her into the yard.

Wen Qingliu threw herself into her arms and burst into tears.

In the original world, the one who doted on her the most in the sect was her fourth sister.

At this moment, seeing his most beloved junior schoolmate, he cried and threw himself into her arms.

Yun Shangrong felt an indescribable sadness in her heart.

She almost hugged the little junior sister. The two of them almost hugged each other and cried.

Rong Jiuxiao stood aside, without any guards or anything following him.

The bags in his hands were all gifts for his junior sister.

At this moment, she was crying so hard, lying in her wife's arms.

His Majesty the King of War actually seemed a little at a loss.

After crying, Wen Qingliu felt a little ashamed.

What's more, there were two children watching nearby.

Rong Jingxi held his sister's hand and stared in amazement at the person whom their mother had repeatedly told them to call aunt.

The eight-year-old child looked silently at his three-year-old sister.

How come my aunt cries more than my sister?

Rong Jingjun let go of his brother's hand and kept groping in his little purse.

It took him a long time to find a piece of candy.

She tugged at Wen Qingliu's sleeve.

"Don't cry, Auntie. I'll give you Yun'er's candy."

Wen Qingliu wiped her tears, squatted down and picked up the little girl.

The little girl in front of them was seven years younger than their family members, even slightly younger.

"Is your name Yun'er? How old are you this year?"

Rong Jingjun nodded and obediently raised his arms to wrap around Wen Qingliu's neck.

"I am three years old, aunt."

Wen Qingliu smiled, holding the child and welcoming everyone into the house.

Rong Jiuxiao coughed twice lightly and put down everything in his hands to her.

"Junior sister, please keep these as a gift from your brother-in-law."

Wen Qingliu didn't bother to be polite with him and married her fourth senior sister.

That's all, huh.

Wen Qingliu now looks at her brother-in-law like a younger sister, and the more she looks at him, the more she dislikes him.

"By the way, Senior Sister, I dug up a plant of Snaketail Grass earlier."

As he spoke, Wen Qingliu pulled out a piece of talisman paper from his waist.

When Yun Shangrong heard the word "Seven-step Snaketail Grass", her eyes lit up.

He immediately borrowed the talisman paper and reached in to take out the still fresh Seven-step Snaketail Grass.

Or maybe it's that the junior sister is luckier than anyone else, whether it's the petals, stamens, leaves or rhizomes of the seven-step snaketail grass.

No part can be wasted, and each part plays a key role in treating different diseases.

This kind of thing is hard to come by, and only Junior Sister has come across it and preserved it so well.

Rong Jiuxiao was stunned for a long time. He was still confused.

Seven-step snake grass sounds like the name of a herb, so why did the junior sister give Shang'er a piece of paper?

Then, she saw Shang'er's hand reaching into the paper.

He held out a plant with purple flowers.

Then she put the things back and taped the paper to her waist.

Rong Jingxi and his sister were also stunned. Rong Jingjun looked at his mother.

She looked at her aunt who was holding her at the moment.

No one told her that her aunt, whom she had never met, could do magic.

She also thought that the bedtime stories about wizards her mother told her were fake.

Rong Jingjun tugged at Wen Qingliu's sleeve, and Wen Qingliu looked over.

"Aunt, are you a magician? Can you teach me magic?"

Wen Qingliu raised his eyebrows, turned around and looked at the little girl with some teasing.

"I'm not a magician..."

I had just coaxed the child halfway when Xiaoqi jumped out from somewhere.

"Who are you? Let go of my mother. Mother, mother, hold me!"

Wen Qingliu couldn't help laughing and opened his arms towards Xiaoqi.

"Come here, let me hold you together."

Xiao Qi refused and stomped her feet on the spot with her hands on her waist in anger.

Yun Shangrong burst out laughing.

Xiao Qi was attracted by the attention and stopped putting his hands on his hips and stamping his feet.

He put his little hands in front of his mouth, looking extremely surprised.

"What a beautiful auntie."

Hearing this, Yun Shangrong smiled even more happily.

"Come, pretty aunt, hold me."

Xiao Qi nodded and ran quickly into Yun Shangrong's arms.

"Xiao Qi, be polite and call me Second Aunt."

Xiao Qi nodded obediently and spoke in a sweet baby voice.

"Second Aunt!"

Yun Shangrong chuckled.

"Little Five and Little Six, you guys come over here too."

"This is my second aunt, and this is my second uncle."

Xiaowu and Xiaoliu called out to them respectfully, and then the naughty Xiaoliu looked at Rong Jingxi.

"Brother, are you the child of my second uncle and aunt?"

"Would you like to play with us?"

Rong Jingxi should have been a little bit arrogant, but in less than three seconds, he jumped off the chair and ran over to play with Xiaoliu.

Wen Qingliu looked around, wondering why his master hadn't shown up yet.

"What are you looking for, Qingliu?"

"Master, by the way, Senior Sister, do you know the Poison Lady?"

Yun Shangrong showed a puzzled look.

"Who is the Poison Lady?"

Seeing that she didn't know, Wen Qingliu told her about the first time he met Poison Lady.

The two sisters became more and more excited as they talked, so they simply put the children down and let them play by themselves.

"Hearing what you said, this Poison Lady seems to be... on the verge of becoming our Master's Wife."

Wen Qingliu was also very excited and shook Fourth Senior Sister's hand.

"Yeah, yeah, I said I'm not the only one who feels this way."

Rong Jiuxiao was not angry at being ignored. After all, they had not seen each other for a long time.

It's normal to talk more.

He gave the two sisters enough space and left alone to take care of the children.

"Third Senior Sister is also in this world, and now she is the Empress of Fenglin Country."

Yun Shangrong was shocked when she heard this.

"No, why am I just a little princess and she can directly become the empress!"

Hearing this, Wen Qingliu was not very happy.

There were three sisters: an empress, a princess, and a peasant girl.

Even when Fourth Senior Sister was not a princess, she was at least a lady from a wealthy family.

It's so abominable. Why is she the one doing the worst?

Yun Shangrong also thought of this, and suddenly she felt like a turtle moving into a new home, and couldn't help laughing.