Before leaving, Long Moshen set up a barrier in the Regent's Mansion and the Marquis' Mansion. Unless the Immortal Emperor arrives, no one can open this barrier.

This barrier can be managed for thousands of years.

After leaving the Marquis' Mansion, Wang was still waiting at the door.

However, in addition to Wang, there was also a bright yellow sedan parked outside the gate.

"Ximen Ting."

With a glance at the spiritual consciousness, you will know who is inside, but you don’t have to look at it. Only those who can ride in such a bright yellow sedan chair are the supreme powers of this country.

"Miss Musan."

Ximen Ting lifted the curtain and walked out, "I didn't expect you and the emperor would go back to the Xiaoyue Dynasty. I came here to welcome you back."

He put his attitude very low, and did not use "I", but used "I" to call himself.

"We're just coming back and checking out."

Long Moshen walked out of the door and said in a low voice.

Ximen Ting lowered his head and said, "I have met the emperor's uncle."

Although his posture is low, the dignity of a king of a country is still there, and there is no feeling of being inclined to curry favor with them. This made Mu Wushuang nod in his heart, and it was not wrong to make Ximen Ting an emperor. Now that the country is prosperous and the country is prosperous, it is inseparable from him, the emperor.

"Since you are here, you will arrange the matters about Wang family properly." Long Moshen said to him.

Ximen Ting is the emperor, and he can better arrange it for Wang to let Wang, who has truly regretted it, spend his old age.

"I will resettle Wang, don't worry, the emperor's uncle and sister-in-law."

Ximen Ting nodded.

Hearing him calling the emperor's sister-in-law, Long Mo was deeply satisfied and said, "The Xiaoyue Dynasty is more prosperous than it was back then, which shows that you have a good way of governing the country."

"Thank you for your praise!" Ximen Ting said quickly, a little flattered. What he was most afraid of back then was the decisive emperor, and he also respected him the most. Now that he can get his praise, he is happy from the bottom of his heart.

"In addition to governing the country, we must also pay attention to our own cultivation, otherwise we will conquer thousands of miles of land and eventually lose to the hands of our descendants."

Long Moshen said to him.

"As the emperor's teachings, I will definitely practice quickly and let the Xiaoyue Dynasty flourish for generations."

Ximen Ting said seriously.

Long Moshen patted Ximen Ting on the shoulder.

Mu Wushuang knew that the emperor's uncle had a virility and did not like physical contact with outsiders. His ability to pat Ximen Ting on the shoulder shows that he still had high hopes for Ximen Ting. After all, half of the Xiaoyue Dynasty's throne was once defeated by him.

At that time, he was poisoned by his stepmother, Jiang Sheng, and almost died in other continents, and his cultivation level fell to the end. At that time, the emperor of the Xiaoyue Dynasty, namely Ximen Ting's father, admired the emperor's uncle and was kind to the emperor's uncle, so he helped him conquer the country and continued to assist the new emperor after the death of the previous emperor.

However, the new emperor Ximen Sheng was too suspicious and wanted to kill the emperor's uncle. He was a greedy person inside, which disappointed the emperor's uncle.

Now that Ximen Ting is so outstanding, he is a good emperor, no wonder the emperor's uncle pats him on the shoulder.

Ximen Ting's qualifications are not bad. Perhaps because he has been concentrating on governing the country over the years, his cultivation has not improved much, so Mu Wushuang took out a bottle of elixir and gave it to Ximen Ting.

Ximen Ting knew that the pill was worthless and was very grateful, but when he wanted to thank him, Long Moshen and Mu Wushuang were no longer in front of him.

He knew that it would be countless years later when he saw each other this time and next time he saw each other again.

Their cultivation is too profound, like an immortal. He is a thousand miles apart from them, but he will practice hard. Now that the situation in the Xiaoyue Dynasty is stable, he can free up time to practice. He thought that if he practices seriously, he may meet the emperor's uncle and his sister-in-law one day in the future.

Let them see that Ximen Ting will make the Xiaoyue Dynasty prosperous and pass on for thousands of years.

...

"arrive."

In just a blink of an eye, the family of four arrived at a small farm.

This farm is very simple, but there are many strong men guarding it outside the farm, which is safe.

Yes, Mu Wushuang gave Sang Lan so much gold and silver, and she didn't invite a "bodyguard" to protect the gold and silver.

Their appearance did not disturb anyone in the farm.

After arriving, Mu Wushuang released his spiritual sense and saw Sang Lan. What surprised her was that she saw a familiar person, which was Yun Hao, the guard who was sent by the emperor's uncle, who was next to her.

"Yun Hao is also in the farm. Sang Lan is not with him."

She looked at the emperor and said.

It’s not impossible to think about it. Although there was no sign of love between Yun Hao and Sang Lan at that time, who could tell the truth about what happened later?

They walked towards Sang Lan.

"You little bastard, I'm so angry that my sword is broken by you again. We have a mine in our family, so you can make it like this!"

Before I could see her, I heard her loud voice.

The voice still did not change, just like before, but it became irritable, and her anger could be heard in the voice.

"It seems that the sword you bought is not good, why does the child break when he plays?"

Mu Wushuang said with a chuckling.

Sang Lan was still teaching her little kid a lesson, but she had already picked up the bamboo stick and took off her pants halfway. She was about to cook a meal of bamboo shoots on the child's butt. When she heard a familiar sound, the bamboo stick fell to the ground in shock and turned her face.

"Miss!"

Sang Lan looked at Mu Wushuang in shock. This was not who her lady was!

"Miss! It's really you! Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo

Sang Lan put down the little brat in her hand, rushed towards Mu Wushuang, and hugged her waist in pain: "Miss, you finally remembered Sang Lan, you finally came back to see Sang Lan! Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo w

The little brat who escaped the disaster quietly lifted his pants and hid back, but his mother immediately grabbed the clothes on her neck and lifted them up.

"Miss, this is Yun Hao's incompetent son and I. His name is Yun Zhan, and he is five years old this year!"

While wiping her tears, Sang Lan picked up her son and introduced her to her lady.

The little guy looked desperate, but at this time

He saw clearly what the person who made his mother cry looked like. He was still young and didn't know how to describe it. He only knew that it was very beautiful, much better than his mother. The little girl that Uncle Gao was holding was really beautiful, and she looked better than this little girl from all corners of the countryside.

"Bang!"

Sang Lan slapped Yun Zhan's butt, "I'm polite, call me lady!"

Mu Wushuang waved his hand quickly, rescued the little guy from Sang Lan's hand, and picked him up and said:

"What kind of lady, Sang Lan, you are no longer a maid. Your son just calls me an aunt."

As she said that, she looked at Xiao Yunzhan's appearance. She looked more like Yunhao, white and tender, and she felt a little silly. She was quite tall and only five years old, and she was almost seven or eight years old.

Auntie!

Xiao Yunzhan shouted quickly.

This aunt smells so good, and she is so gentle, much gentler than her mother. He feels that this beautiful aunt will definitely not spank him like her mother.
Chapter completed!