Feng Yinwan was slightly startled when he heard the words, but Feng Jinchen's happy voice suddenly sounded in the other room.
"What, Uncle Song is back? Grandpa, please take me there quickly!"
As he spoke, he kicked up his calves in the air, as if he wanted to break free and run over immediately.
Seeing this, Luo Qingyi glanced at him, and held his hand and gently shook it twice.
"What's the hurry? I'll go now."
"Hey, don't be in a hurry~"
With a flattering smile, he put his two small fleshy hands on Luo Qingyi's neck affectionately, and then poked his head to look at Feng Yinwan behind him.
"Mother, come quickly!"
Feng Yinwan's red lips curled up, and she immediately followed suit.
After meeting Luo Qingyi and others outside the wilderness three years ago, she and Song Qingan were brought to the Moon Country.
To be precise, he was brought to Xuanmen in the Moon Kingdom.
The vegetation here is deep and lush, making it a place to hide from the world. The outside of the sect is surrounded by a sect-protecting formation. Without guidance, it is extremely difficult for people outside to enter, and it is even more difficult for people inside to escape.
She had fought against the Xuanyi man several times, and she thought it would be a disaster, but she didn't expect to be brought to Luo Qingyi when she woke up.
At first, Luo Qingyi did not identify himself, but asked many questions about the bracelet.
Feng Yinwan's answers were mixed, and it wasn't until he took out the Qingluan jade ring that was exactly the same as her mother's that she realized that things were far more complicated than she imagined.
However, what she didn't expect even more was that Song Qing'an had already met him at the border.
However, he did not know Luo Qingyi's true identity at that time.
This mysterious man who is revered as the Holy Master of Xuanmen...
He was actually her mother's brother, King Yi of the Moon Kingdom!
And the bracelet in her hand, which costs 9 yuan and comes with free shipping, is the secret treasure of Xuanmen that has been passed down for hundreds of years, Broken Moon.
According to Luo Qingyi's words, her mother was the previous Holy Master of Xuanmen, and Suiyue was originally with her.
But since the death of her mother, the connection between the sect and Suiyue has been severed. She disappeared for a long time, and it was her who reappeared.
"Wan'er, Brother Luo, Chenchen."
Her thoughts were interrupted by that warm voice. Feng Yinwan raised her eyes and saw Song Qing'an walking towards her, holding a brocade box in her hand that looked like a pastry.
Before he could say anything, a head squeezed out from beside him.
Feng Jinchen looked up at him, his face full of seriousness.
"Uncle Song, why do you call my uncle and grandpa 'Brother Luo'? After all this, wouldn't my mother also have to call you uncle?"
If his mother calls him uncle, then he should call him uncle and grandpa.
But he wanted to call him uncle, so this didn't work.
He had a small face and thought about this problem seriously.
Unexpectedly, his uncle and grandfather, who had always doted on him, raised his hand and flicked his forehead as a warning.
"Uncle, Xiaopishi, don't talk nonsense."
This move didn't use much force, but it couldn't hold back Feng Jinchen's delicate skin and tender flesh, and a red mark immediately appeared on her fair forehead.
He held his head and said aggrievedly, "Uncle and grandpa..."
Before the words of accusation could be spoken, Luo Qingyi ruthlessly interrupted her.
"Come on, this trick works well against your mother. Grandpa, please don't fall for this trick."
Feng Jinchen was somewhat afraid of his great-uncle, especially when he looked downcast.
Therefore, he stopped his movements and decisively held back his tears.
Luo Qingyi glanced at him, quite satisfied.
"Okay, let's chat and go to Ruixiang Pavilion to have dinner together later."
After that, he stepped forward and took the brocade box from Song Qingan's hand, and took Feng Jinchen back.
Feng Jinchen was thinking about seniority, and before leaving, he looked back several times, as if he was giving Song Qing'an a wink.
Feng Yinwan couldn't laugh or cry.
"Ignore him. This kid is spoiled and has become more and more difficult to control recently."
She felt a headache just thinking about taking pills indiscriminately.
Song Qing'an nodded, his thoughts still lingering on the word "uncle", and a faint blush appeared on the tip of his ears.
Feng Yinwan didn't notice anything strange. She turned her eyes towards him for a moment and asked again.
"Did your return to Beijing go well this time?"
Three years ago, after she learned about the connection between her mother and Xuanmen, she decisively followed Luo Qingyi's instructions and stayed.
After Song Qing'an returned to Beijing, he invited himself to guard the border. In three years, he had been promoted from deputy general to chief general, and his temperament was more mature than before.
At present, the border between the two countries has entered a state of relaxation. When nothing happens, he will come to visit from time to time.
This time, he was ordered to return to Beijing, and he had been here before leaving.
"With your good words, everything goes well on the road."
He seemed to hesitate for a moment, and then said, "Wan'er, when I return to Beijing this time, the Holy Father asked me if I would like to be transferred back to Beijing."
The death of his father and brother was a thorn in Feng Yinwan's heart.
Knowing that she had resentment towards the emperor in her heart, Song Qingan only mentioned this sentence and said no more.
But Feng Yinwan knew that the emperor's order was not so negotiable. Since the emperor would raise this matter, he probably had already made up his mind.
Her eyelashes lowered a bit, her voice was faint, and her emotions could not be heard.