The atmosphere inside the carriage is low and depressing, and the leader of the carriage is riding a black Yan Weile. There are always some worries between the eyebrows. From time to time, I will look back and look at it. Although I can't see the situation inside, I do this as if I can comfort myself. [26nbsp;]

When they returned to Shengjing, they looked up and saw each other in the future. He finally wanted Zhu'er to dispel his grudge against Lingxiu and hoped that they could live in peace.

I have to say that Yan Weile's idea was too naive. Regardless of whether Qiyin could do it or not, just relying on Zhong Lingxiu's strong love for Yan Weile, I am afraid that he would not be able to keep his duties.

After a few days of long journey, they finally returned to Shengjing. Although there were some stops along the way, Qiyin deliberately avoided Yu Yanweile, and there were only a few times of meeting each other. Instead, Zhong Lingxiu was like a piece of braised candy, which stuck to her whenever she had the chance. She loved Yanweile and asked about her well-being.

The carriage stopped at the gate of Yan Mansion. At this time, the people in the mansion were standing outside looking forward to it. When they saw Yan Weile's figure, they couldn't help it. They were excited, and their emotions were still excited. They were already white-headed Yan Weixun.

Yan Weile jumped down from the horse's back and climbed up the steps. A rare smile appeared on his usual stiff face, "Grandpa, I'm back."

"It's good to be back safe." Patting his arms, Yan Weixun pulled his neck and looked around, glanced at the people and horses, but still didn't see Zhuge Mingzhu, so he stopped his eyes on the carriage.

When he learned that he had arrived at the Yan family, Xiaoqin shook off the suffocation on the way, got out of the carriage first, put up the curtain and called Qiyin: "Miss, come down quickly."

"Yes." Qiyin didn't look at Zhong Lingxiu sitting next to her, and bent and leaned out.

The slaves in Yan Mansion hurriedly brought in a horse stool. The carriage was not high from the ground. I really don't understand why these ancient people were so troublesome to move a stool. Qiyin jumped down neatly and easily, and passed by the stunned slaves.

"Zhu'er, come here quickly and let grandpa see." Seeing that the little girl came back safely, he finally stopped worrying about his old bones! He was not in the mansion and never expected that Weile's child would take her to a dangerous place like Jingzhou. Later, he heard that a food epidemic broke out in Jingzhou. After he came back from the temple, he was worried about them every day.

"Grandpa." When Yan Weixun touched the loving gaze that he cast, Qiyin felt sore and called out softly, Grandpa, this old man sincerely treated her as his granddaughter.

"Why are you so thin, you must have suffered a lot."

After Qiyin recovered from the serious illness, she had always lost appetite. In addition, the tortures during the illness, how could this person not lose weight? In addition, the journey was long and the bumpy, she had no chance to recuperate. She ate and vomited on the road, and then ate. Fortunately, Lu Fu would give her some soup and pastries from time to time.

Look at Xiao Jingchen and his group, who are very good at living, and with Yan Weile, they can only eat steamed buns every day. During this period, when she was drinking warm soup and eating pastries, and then watching Zhong Lingxiu wrinkle and chewing steamed buns with a wrinkled face, why did she feel extremely comfortable?

"It's just that they don't adapt to the environment, so grandpa doesn't have to worry." It's better for them to not let Mr. Yan know about this. According to his importance to the Zhuge family, he will definitely be furious and attack Yan Wei.
Chapter completed!