"Aunt!!!" Xiao Lingyan raised her hand and waved vigorously, baring her teeth and pulling Xiao Linghui forward.

Xiao Linghui also raised her chubby little hands and waved them together, and a soft and sticky voice followed.

"Aunt!!"

"Ling Yan, Ling Hui, we are back!"

When Lin Yiran saw the two children, the corners of her mouth unconsciously rose.

These two children are the most worry-free and caring ones she has ever met.

Before she took the peerless martial arts elixir, Xiao Lingyan patiently took her to practice basic skills every day.

This child is really patient.

Xiao Linghui's endurance is also very strong. Despite being such a small person, she never complained of being tired or suffering while practicing.

After she conquers Xiliang Kingdom and gets tired of being the empress, she will pass the throne to these two kids.

"Lingyan!" Xiao Yunyou heard Xiao Lingyan's clear voice in the car and excitedly stood up by holding the car fender.

Seeing his daughter running towards the three-wheeled motorcycle, Xiao Yunyou's heart twitched, his throat tightened, and tears instantly burst out.

He missed too much of his daughter's growth time.

When he went to war four years ago, Ling Yan's face was still chubby, but now the chubby face is gone, replaced by a small oval face.

Her eyes and eyebrows are just like her mother's, full of heroism and very beautiful.

His little Lingyan has grown up!

"Ling Yan~~"

Xiao Yunyou waved his hand and shouted with a trembling voice.

He had shouted this cry countless times in his dreams, and this time he was finally able to shout it out in person.

Xiao Lingyan paused, frowned slightly, and looked at the thin man standing behind the car.

"who is this?"

Xiao Lingyan muttered in confusion.

At this moment, the three-wheeled motorcycle just stopped in front of her.

"Aunt!"

Xiao Lingyan immediately retracted her gaze and looked at Lin Yiran who had stepped down from the driver's seat. She rushed over with bared teeth and gave her a bear hug.

"Aunt, I miss you."

My aunt has been very busy lately. She missed her so much when she went to Pingliang City last time.

They waited so long for their aunt to come back and take them to attack the capital, but it turned out that their aunt went off to do other important things.

Fortunately, her aunt came back soon, and she could still build the empire together with her aunt.

Xiao Linghui, with her chubby little face, squeezed next to Xiao Lingyan, stretched out her short arms, and hugged Lin Yiran, "I miss my aunt too."

"Aunt misses you too..."

Lin Yiran grinned and happily hugged the two little guys.

"Look, who did my aunt bring back?"

Lin Yiran let go of the two little ones, stood next to them, and looked at the people climbing down from the cart with a smile.

"Ling Yan!"

The one who rushed down the fastest this time was Xiao Yunyou.

Before the three-wheeled motorcycle came to a complete stop, half of his foot was already outside the hood.

Xiao Yunyou looked at Xiao Lingyan, who was already as tall as his chest, with red eyes.

When he walked over, his daughter was not even as tall as his waist, but now she was as tall as his chest.

Xiao Lingyan looked at Xiao Yunyou, who looked as thin as a skull, with a puzzled look on his face.

"Who are you-----"

Should she know this person?

She didn't know why, but when she saw the skinny person in front of her, she couldn't help feeling sad.

Especially when she met the man's eyes, she had a sense of déjà vu.

However, she had no memory of ever having seen this person before.

Xiao Yunyou looked at his daughter's strange eyes and felt so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe.

The girl who asked him to hug her every day no longer recognized him.

Yes, if he stood in front of Emperor Wu of Liang in such a horrible state now, he would definitely not be recognized.

Yao Wenhong looked at the father and daughter who were frozen there, one with tears on his face and the other with confusion on his face.

She walked forward with red eyes and gently squeezed Xiao Lingyan's shoulders.

"Ling Yan, this is your dad, your father. Your aunt found your dad..."

"Dad!?" Xiao Lingyan looked at Yao Wenhong with confusion on her face.

Didn’t her father die four years ago?

Can the dead be brought back?

But this man is nothing like the father she had in mind.

"Yes!" Yao Wenhong nodded with sobs, "It's your father, he's not dead."

Yao Wenhong felt so heartbroken when she saw Xiao Lingyan's confused eyes.

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