"Well, really, chen'er, just wait here with grandma." Lin Yunxi squatted down and held him in her arms. It was the soft waxy feeling that made her like seeing Yi'er and chen'er when she was a child.

Xiaoyuchen sipped his lips and said with a happy smile, "grandma, my mother, will she really come here?" he was afraid that his mother would be angry. He came to find his father without authorization.

"Well! There are misunderstandings between your parents. As long as these misunderstandings are removed, your parents and you can live happily together. Chen'er, you also want your parents to live happily together?"

"Well, grandma, I hope very much that I have no father, only my mother. I envy children with father."

Lin Yunxi understands his mood very much. Chen'er Yi'er will become like that when she was a child. She is a mischievous and ruthless. Those have a lot to do with not having a father.

Wen Xian has been unwilling to see Yi'er for so many years. There must be some misunderstanding in the middle.

I hope that after Yi'er has passed, I can open my heart and talk with Wen Xian.

Xiaoyuchen has no father since childhood, which is the same as when Yi'er was a child. If he stood in the position of Yi'er, Yi'er would be very angry. He had experienced his life, but also let his son experience it again. He would really be angry.

She raised her eyes, and the bright eyes looked at her son painfully. "Yi'er, go. No matter whether there is any misunderstanding between you, you should open your heart and say it. Since Wen Xian came with chen'er, he still has love for you."

"OK, my mother." Lin Zi nodded with his shining eyes.

"Dad, you can't bully my mother, otherwise, I won't forgive my father." xiaoyuchen reminded me. Although he wanted to have a father, the father must not bully my mother.

Lin Ziyi walked over and rubbed his head. "Boy, what do you think? Listen to your grandparents. I will bring your mother back before dark."

There was an anger at the bottom of Lin Ziyi's eyes. Wen Xian, you woman is dead. You dare to let my son live without a father in recent years.

Lin Ziyi took a large group of disciples and quickly left Xi lingzun.

Name: take your wife back to Xiling Zun.

In the inn on the market, Wen Xian and his maid Xiaoyu found that Yuchen was missing. They were eager to look around.

Xiaoyu is really beautiful and lovely. She has a small cherry mouth. She runs into the inn quickly with her skirt.

After entering the room, he looked at Wen Xian, "the patriarch and maidservant just got the news that Xi lingzun had a child to assess and said it was the son of the Lord. Now it has been spread all over the market."

Wen Xian is more calm than a few years ago. Her face fades. She is more beautiful and moving. Her eyes are also calm and introverted.

As soon as she heard this, she was surprised. "Does Xi Ling respect his son?" the smelly boy let him slip out without paying attention. Moreover, he went to find his father.

Wen Xian felt pain at the tip of her heart. She knew that Chen Er wanted a father in his dreams. Listening to his dream at night, she was very sad.

Now, she has reached the 16th level of cultivation. Over the years, she has paid a lot for cultivation, just to come back to him one day when she can stand side by side with him and be qualified to stand beside him.

Back here to find out that he had no favorite woman in these years, she was very happy and thought about how to meet him.

After all, he waited for himself for half a year and would talk to her every day. He accompanied himself and she accompanied him.

Looking at his gentle expression, she was moved countless times, but she couldn't get through that trouble at the bottom of her heart.

"Yes, the patriarch and the little childe have been asking about their father. Will they really go to Xiling Zun to find their father." Xiaoyu is not in a hurry. In this way, the patriarch can find his own happiness.

The patriarch has been unhappy these years. She doesn't know how she would have lived if she hadn't had a little childe. She often looks at the border in a daze. Sometimes she sits for a day and quietly looks at that direction.

Wen Xian sighed slightly, "but I never told him that Lord Xiling was his father."

"Patriarch, the little childe is very smart. If we don't say it, he will check it himself." Xiaoyu smiled. The little childe was brought up by her. She knows him very well.

Wen Xian habitually drooped and did not meditate. Chen'er was the blood of the dragon family. The goddess and the holy king knew at a glance that when she came out with chen'er, she had been ready in her heart. If chen'er was around long Yi, her identity and status were unmatched. If she stayed by her side all the time, she could not give him these, but could only give him an ordinary life.

But chen'er's talent, like his father, made her have to make a decision.

She said, "Xiaoyu, clean up and let's go to Xiling Zun." she won't escape. She's not Wen Xian a few years ago.

She has been running away for many years. She really doesn't want to run away this time.

"OK, clan leader." Xiaoyu was happy when she heard this.

But at this time, someone knocked at the door. Xiaoyu wondered and quickly opened the door, but she saw two disciples in white standing outside the door.

Wen Xian saw that these people were Xi lingzun's disciples.

One of the disciples came forward and respectfully saluted, "madam, Lord, please pass by."

Wen Xian's face was slightly pale. Did he find it so soon?

"Don't go over, I'll come by myself." Lin Ziyi's mellow voice floated in faintly.

Wen Xian suddenly became nervous and looked at the door.

A gorgeous figure floated in. Wen Xian saw the amazing handsome face again. After a few years, he matured a lot, his eyes were deep and introverted, and he was a lot calmer than a few years ago.

Lin Ziyi also looked at Wen Xian. She has not seen her for many years. She is becoming more and more beautiful. She is as elegant as an immortal in white clothes, faded green and astringent, and has her unique beauty. Her eyebrows are not haunted by sadness, but a touch of sadness.

He looked straight at her, deep as a pond, which made people unable to see the mixed emotions in his eyes, "you go out." his tone was light, but he was speechless.

The two disciples quickly withdrew.

"Patriarch." Xiaoyu looked at Wen Xian with some uneasiness.

Wen Xian said, "it's all right. Go out."

Xiaoyu looked at Lin Ziyi and left with her head down.

There were only two people left in the room. Wen Xian immediately felt extremely depressed in the air and his breathing was not smooth.

Lin Ziyi came to her step by step, looked at her deeply, but didn't speak.

Glancing at the chair beside him, he walked over, sat down carelessly, and looked lazily at Wen Xian.