Vol 3 Chapter 1070:

I have never seen such a large denomination of silver tickets in my life. I was shocked and said: "How can you accept such a big gift?"
Ruolan smiled bitterly: "She insisted on giving it to me. I can't quit. Seeing that she is sincere and sincere, I will accept it. She said that she is the prince of Xiliangguo, and the sorrows received by the people are all given by the people. It is only natural that some people will be returned to the people."
The second old sighs, there is such a person in this world who has great morality and high morality. It is really the luck of Xiliang and the luck of Zhu.
Xia Yuanqiu and Han Niang returned to Yunfu, and there were two people who left Baoyun with their bags and rushed.
Xia Yuanqiu stopped them and asked, "Where are you going?"
The two descendants recognized Xia Yuanqiu, knowing that she was a guest of the minority patriarchs, and did not dare to be slow, and hurried back: "We are not young, and my mother sent a letter reminding us to go home and become a pro."
Han Niang said: "You are not seeing this city is not flat, want to go home to avoid trouble?"
The two girls didn't say anything, and they kept their heads down and didn't talk.
Xia Yuanqiu sighed: "You must be excusable if you want to go. The patriarchs and ladies will not blame you, go."
The two girls hurriedly thanked and turned and hurried away.
Looking at the back of the two girls, Han Yan sighed: "This way, Qinglong City will really become a desert city."
Xia Yuanqiu shook his head: "No, as long as the fake yin is destroyed, there will be another day of excitement here."
Everyone left their hometown, it was forced to helpless, but there was no such thing as Mo Ming’s death. They will come back again. After all, there are their homes and memories of their lives.
"I don't know where this fake is going, we have to find it, it's easy." Han Niang sighed.
Xia Yuanqiu said: "We don't have to look for him, he will come to us."
Han Niang raised her eyebrows: "How do you know?"
"The temperament of the fake is violent, how can I bear this breath? I guess he will definitely go to the Hades to find the prince for help."
Han Niang’s face was slightly shocked:
If he really finds the helper of the prince, then we are not—

Xia Yuanqiu shook his head and smiled: "The prince is not a fool, nor is anyone able to be a prince. For no reason, we are mortal, why don't you know that you want to kill him?"
Han Niang thought this way and smiled: "Also, we don't have to do this kind of death, and why is he afraid of us? When you see the blood of our palms, you will know who is the real goods and who is When it comes to fakes, when he does this, he is digging his own grave."
Xia Yuanqiu smiled and said: "It's a good talk. I am not afraid of him going to find the prince. I am afraid that he will not go to the prince. Once the prince appears, things will be much simpler."
The two returned to Yunfu with a happy mood. Yun Xiangtian and Zhu Xi were watching the children in the courtyard, and they were so busy.
Seeing the two returning, if they are released, they are beckoning to them: "Hurry, you can take over, we can't."
Yun Xiangtian’s son is five years old this year, and his face is five years old. There is also a Yuanjun who can’t tell how old he is.
Yuan Jun is still okay, no need to say hello, only a cool one is sitting aside, and Huanyan and Yunjia Xiaogongzi are crazy to play together, tossing two big men enough.
Xia Yuanqiu curiously said: "What about the blind?"
The cloud pointed to the direction of the kitchen, saying: "This time the cook is gone. Your nephew is cooking. I almost didn't burn the kitchen. I think it is enough for lunch today." He spoke and turned to Zhu Xi. Squeezed his eyes.