The Savior is just a 3-Year-Old

Chapter 388 - 388: Back to the capital (1)

She opened her eyes and waited for dawn. When she saw that the sky had cleared up, she heaved a sigh of relief.

“What’s that at the door? Where did these wild chickens and ducks come from?

There’s actually a basket of eggs.”

When the guard came in to report, everyone had just finished eating their dry food and were preparing to pack up and board the carriage.

“We didn’t sleep all night and didn’t hear any movement outside the door. He actually delivered the things under our eyes.” The guard was a little shocked. He could guarantee that his brothers would take turns to change shifts, and not a single one of them would dare close their eyes.

City Lord Yang’s curiosity grew.

The old lady who had fled in a hurry yesterday, and today’s obviously good behavior.

“Keep the things, clean them up, and cook some hot soup for everyone to warm up. Give the wild chicken eggs to the children.” City Lord yang took a look and saw that the wild chickens and ducks were in high spirits. He seemed to have picked the best-looking one and sent it over.

There was an inexplicable sense of flattery.

City Lord yang shook his head. This idea was too strange.

He didn’t even believe it.

In the morning, Lulu was given a wild chicken leg, a bowl of wild chicken soup, and a few eggs in his pocket. He put his hands in his pockets and looked around slowly.

It was not until she got into the palanquin that the group of dark spirits hidden in the darkness suddenly heaved a sigh of relief.

As the travelling crowd went further and further away, the village suddenly became lively again.

Heads popped out everywhere.

“Did she leave? Why was she following him everywhere? We’re all hiding thousands of miles away, how could she find us?” “I can’t live anymore. It’s hard to live as a ghost.” why is she still lingering around …

The ghostly wails and wolf howls spread far and wide.

“You really can’t blame me …” Lulu sighed. Lulu lay in the sedan chair with an innocent expression.

The palanquin traveled day and night in the direction of the capital, getting closer and closer.

Everyone was more and more eager to return home.

“I wonder how the side branches will react when they know that I’m back.” Old master Wen looked in the direction of the capital. Wen ruyin, who was beside him, glanced at him leisurely.

He had left consort Li behind in the barren capital.

Old Mrs. Wen would not be returning to the capital city either.

“Will she come back?” Old Mr. Wen asked in a low voice. Both of them were well aware of who he was referring to.

“Don’t you already have an answer in your heart?” Wen ruyin narrowed her eyeS.

“Mother died in a disaster. She was afraid of fire and became sealed off. Do you think it’s because consort Li took mother’s position?”

“In the sea of fire, she only saw the arsonist’s face!”

“You don’t need to ask me. If you’re suspicious, you can investigate it yourself. If Zhu can’t get over it, you don’t have to beg her to come see you.” Wen ruyin couldn’t hide her disappointment.

He was probably suspicious of the fact that little consort Li and the old lady had stayed in the barren capital, but the pair of twins had followed them back to the capital. This made him feel a little indignant for his mother and sister.

Old master Wen seemed to have aged ten years in an instant.

“Yes, I’ve let your mother down.” Old Mr. Wen’s eyes reddened.

The father and daughter were silent again.

“I can see the stone stele of the capital. In another hundred Li, I’ll be able to see the majestic gate of the Imperial City. We’re finally back in the capital, we’re finally back! The third generation, the third generation, ancestors, please bless me, the third generation!” The person who spoke was not within the scope of the report, but he took the group’s carriage back to the capital.

A burst of sobbing came from the convoy.

They had finally returned, carrying the expectations of their elders. They had finally returned.

They had been exiled for three generations, and their ancestors had all died with hatred.

At this moment, many people were holding their ancestor’s memorial tablet and kneeling in front of the stone tablets in the capital, crying.

“Even if I die, I still want to return to the capital. I didn’t even close my eyes before I died. Father, grandfather, your son has returned to the capital, your son has arrived!” There were actually quite a few people kneeling in front of the

stone tablet..