Only then did Ying Yue react, and she was immediately embarrassed.
He quickly saluted the old man and said, "Um... Yue'er pays homage to the godly father-in-law!"
"Yue'er just said nothing, and I still hope that my adoptive father will atone for his sins..."
Seeing the little girl like this, the old man in the mountain couldn't find anything to blame, so he could only give Nan Yanxi a hard look.
He turned around and smiled magnanimously at Ying Yue and said: "It's okay, it's okay. Children's words are unbridled, hahaha..."
Nan Yanxi smiled awkwardly, then pointed at Mo Yunxi and said, "This is sister Yunxi, your sister Qingyan's cousin."
"Hello, sister Yun Xi..." Ying Yue bowed obediently, completely different from the domineering look she had just now.
Everyone said hello to each other, and then headed to Dazhai under the leadership of Ying Yue.
The old man's baggage and salute were naturally taken over by the soldiers of the patrol.
In the astonished eyes of everyone, the old man in the mountain muttered a few words to a few livestock.
The bison and wild horses turned around and disappeared into the depths of the jungle.
The black tiger prospered and was ordered by the old man to return to the mountains.
It will lead the beasts in the mountains and shoulder the task of monitoring the army of the living dead.
...
Not far ahead, a tall wooden cottage appeared in front of everyone.
Towering sentry towers, sharp defensive horses, vigilant sentries on the wall and majestic artillery.
The importance of being a copycat is shown everywhere.
With Ying Yue taking the lead, the leader guarding the gate naturally did not dare to stop him.
Everyone came to the central tent, and Ying Yue ran into the tent first: "Sister Qingyan, look who is here."
Mo Qingyan's gentle and beautiful voice instantly came from the tent: "Yue'er?"
"Didn't I ask you to go on patrol? Why did you come back without permission?"
"Hehe...Sister Qingyan, come with me quickly..."
The little girl pulled Mo Qingyan to the door of the tent: "You are so naughty, girl."
"What are you doing...who..." Halfway through her words, Mo Qingyan suddenly froze.
Because the person in front of her was the guy she worried about day and night.
"Yan...Yan Xi? Why are you back? That old..."
Just as he was about to blurt out the words "old goblin", Nan Yanxi finally saw the old man from the mountain behind him at Nan Yanxi's frantic gesture.
"Ahem...uh...senior!" Mo Qingyan immediately changed her words: "Why are you here together?"
"Hurry, hurry, hurry...get in!"
After saying that, he let everyone into the big tent and turned to tell Ying Yue: "Go quickly and arrange a place for everyone."
"Inform the kitchen and prepare a banquet!"
"Yes!" Ying Yue agreed, turned around and walked out.
Mo Qingyan seemed to have thought of something again, and hurriedly said: "Go and invite Mr. Zhou here again."
"Oh...I know..."
The little girl's voice of agreement came from afar.
Everyone sat down in the tent, and Nan Yanxi hurriedly introduced to Mo Qingyan that she had worshiped the old man in the mountain as her adoptive father.
This actually made Mo Qingyan a little confused.
After all, in front of others, she is still Nan Yanxi's mistress, and in front of the old man in the mountain, she is his woman.
I had no choice but to keep the original name and call him "senior".
The old man didn't pay much attention, after all, he was an acquaintance with Mo Qingyan.
Then the next highlight came, and Nan Yanxi smiled mysteriously.
Looking at Mo Yunxi and then Mo Qingyan, I thought that these two women looked a bit alike.
She turned to Mo Qingyan and said, "Sister Mu, guess who this is."
When Mo Qingyan heard this, she turned to look at Mo Yunxi and couldn't help being stunned.
This woman...why do I feel a little bit familiar to her?
The most important thing is that between the eyebrows, why does it feel similar to myself?
Just as he was about to ask, he saw the girl in front of him slowly stood up, with tears in her eyes.
"Yan...Sister Yan'er...do you still remember Mo Waner from Zhilan Palace in Nanhai?"
As soon as these words came out, Mo Qingyan was stunned: "Aunt Wan'er? Could it be... could it be... that you are..."
Mo Yunxi nodded and said her nickname with tears in her eyes: "I...I am Yun'er..."
As soon as these words came out, it was like thunder exploding in the sky, and Mo Qingyan stood up immediately.
Tears filled her beautiful eyes instantly, and she kept muttering: "Yun'er... Yun'er..."
The two women ran to each other almost at the same time, hugged each other instantly, and burst into tears.
"Sister Yan'er... I didn't expect you to still be alive..."
"Alive, alive...Yun'er..." Mo Qingyan looked up and down at Mo Yunxi in disbelief.
He asked doubtfully: "But... later I found out, didn't you die of illness?"
"How...why now...?"
Hearing this, Mo Yun burst into tears and smiled: "Yes, he died of illness!"
"Otherwise, how could there be the current Second Prince of Nanhai, Nan Yunxi?"
"Otherwise, how could I avenge my uncle's family and seize their Nan family's kingdom?"
"Ah?" As soon as these words came out, Mo Qingyan was stunned on the spot.
Mo Yunxi held Mo Qingyan's hand tightly and explained: "Sister Yan'er, please don't blame the mother and concubine for what she did back then!"
"Those things my mother-in-law accused my uncle of after something happened to your family."
"It's all to regain the trust of the old thief Nan Xiao, so as to avenge and vindicate my uncle's family!"
"So that's it! It's really hard on my aunt."
Mo Qingyan burst into tears: "I'm so stupid, I still hated my aunt for so long."
Suddenly, she seemed to think of something again, and asked incredulously: "Yun'er, you just said... Nan Yunxi is...?"
"Hehe..." Mo Yunxi smiled playfully and pointed at herself: "That's me!"
"However, I have changed my name now. I will go back to our Mo family name and call it Yun Xi. Does it sound good?"
"Mo Yunxi...Mo Yunxi...don't say it's a pity, are you..." Mo Qingyan muttered twice, as if she had guessed something!
Mo Yunxi smiled: "Yes, Sister Yan'er!"
Then he pointed at Nan Yanxi and said, "I have reached an agreement with this little thief. When I return, I will lead my troops and surrender to him!"
"Sister Yan'er, after all, he is the son of that old thief living among the people, and he is Aunt Wen Shu's only child!"
"Surrendering to him is not considered surrendering a thief. Moreover, he also promised me that he would hand over the prince and the inhuman Nan Xiao to me."
Hearing what she said, Mo Qingyan couldn't help but be curious and turned her head to look at Nan Yanxi.
He asked in confusion: "Really or not? That's your biological father and biological eldest brother, how can you be so cruel?"
Nan Yanxi shrugged indifferently: "Who said he was my father? I now have three fathers in this world!"
"My biological father is my adoptive father Lin Feng. He was probably killed by that old guy!"
"Master is as kind to me as a mountain. Once I am a teacher, I will always be a father!"
"And here is my adoptive father!" He said, arching his hands towards the old man in the mountain.
"Except for these three, I, Nan Yanxi, have no other father!"
Seeing that Mo Qingyan was puzzled, Mo Yunxi smiled and leaned into her ear and whispered: "Sister Yan'er, I will explain to you tonight."