Unparalleled in the world: the princess is too arrogant

Chapter 1031 Hurry up to get married! (1)
Ling Hao turned a blind eye to everyone's astonishment, with his hands behind his back, his deep eyes followed Ling Wushuang's guidance, and slowly stared at the three characters on the majestic red lacquered obsidian: City Lord's Mansion.

A feeling of strangeness and familiarity came to mind.

What is strange is this place that has never been seen before, and what is familiar is the people who are about to meet inside, the situation of Xingchen Continent, Ling Wushuang is free and has nothing to do, and also mentioned to Ling Hao, but just came here, faintly The feeling of being close to the hometown is timid.

Ling Wushuang suddenly smiled, "Let's go, Grandpa and Fourth Uncle probably will be resting soon."

After leaving for such a long time, she also wondered about her grandfather and fourth uncle. She couldn't understand the entanglement in the father's heart.

"En." Ling Hao nodded and let out a heavy sigh.

The father and daughter walked in side by side, chatting a few words from time to time, and their postures seemed harmonious.

"Oh my god, it's not my eyesight!" After the father and daughter walked a long way, the people at the gate dared to scream out loud, and some even slapped themselves exaggeratedly twice, still unbelievable.

And at this time, the people discussing matters in the main hall of the City Lord's Mansion had dispersed for a long time, Ling Qingtian and Ling Moqiu father and son chatted with each other while drinking tea.

"Girl Wushuang, it's been so long, I really don't know when I'll be back." Ling Qingtian slowly reached out and stroked his long beard, and before he knew it, they talked about the daily must-have topics for the two of them.

Ling Moqiu smiled, "The girl will definitely come back when she has time."

"grandfather."

Before Ling Moqiu finished his sentence, a woman's crisp call came along the wind.

"Hmm." Who knows, Ling Qingtian stroked his beard leisurely, hummed lightly, without any reaction, while thinking, really, I miss my granddaughter so much, I have hallucinations again.

"Fourth Uncle..."

The woman's voice was slightly elongated, with a little more helplessness.

"No, I heard that too." Ling Moqiu was slightly taken aback, and stared at Ling Qingtian opposite him.

The two were startled at the same time, bursting with ecstasy in an instant, and quickly looked towards the gate of the palace.

"Bang!"

There was a crisp sound, and water splashed everywhere.

Ling Qingtian shivered as the porcelain vase in his hand fell to the ground and blossomed, his stern old eyes widened like bulls, his shocked expression was far beyond the description of ecstasy, "Old, third?"

"Third brother!" Ling Moqiu almost jumped up from the big chair.

He read it right, Wushuang is back, and the person next to Wushuang is... Ling Moqiu rubbed his eyes again and again, still unable to believe what he saw. After standing up abruptly, he froze in place. .

Standing at the gate of the palace, the man wearing a dark blue robe, more than ten years have not left too many traces on his face, he is still as handsome and extraordinary as before, but he has been degenerated by the baptism of time even more amazing, But it is still possible to see the youthful and frivolous appearance.

Seeing the father and younger brother standing up in shock, Ling Hao felt mixed emotions in his heart. His Adam's apple slid up and down for a long time before he managed to force out a few words, "Father, fourth brother."

After more than ten years of absence, far away from home, the bitterness and hardships in it are unknown, and they are all called out by this unimportant word.

"Third brother!" Mr. Ling just woke up from a dream, and strode out.

Ling Moqiu also followed the old man closely, "Third brother, it's really you!"

The two walked swiftly as if riding the wind, and they stood beside Ling Hao in the blink of an eye. After looking at Ling Wushuang, they returned to Ling Hao's side again, flustered for a while and didn't know what to say.

Although old master Ling and Ling Moqiu knew that Ling Hao was still there a long time ago, they still seemed a little overwhelmed by the sudden sight, and they hadn't recovered from the sudden surprise for a long time.

Ling Hao raised his hand and flicked his front robe, then suddenly knelt down on one knee, and said in a deep voice, "Father, the child is not filial."

Old Master Ling's eyes trembled slightly, and tears almost burst out of his old eyes instantly. He suppressed the over-excited emotion, and even his voice trembled, and he raised his voice, "You are indeed unfilial!"

However, looking at the third son who was kneeling in front of him with a serious face, Mr. Ling couldn't hold on to that dignified expression for a few seconds, so he sighed and quickly put his hands in his pockets, "It's good to be back, it's good to be back. "

After more than ten years, I really didn't expect that his old bones would survive.

At this time, Mr. Ling's love for his son completely surpassed the faint anger in his heart, and he also knew Ling Hao's helplessness, and how much heartache and pain he had borne for the past ten years, so what? Have the heart to blame him?
Ling Hao got up, and the smile on that face gradually overlapped with the handsome face related to his youth, as if it had been a lifetime away.

"Third Brother, I knew it." Ling Moqiu was too excited to be himself, and reached out to pat Ling Hao's shoulder, and there was a firm look in those gentle eyes, "I knew that Third Brother, you must Will be back!"

More than ten years ago, the three brothers of the Ling family were besieged by the people of the Holy Church. Ling Hao almost tried his best to save Ling Moqiu's life, but he had no news of him. The guilt and self-blame in Ling Moqiu's heart all these years One can imagine.

"It's really great!" Ling Hao was so excited that he was speechless.

Several years of self-imposed exile did not ease his knots. Later, the careful care of Ling Wushuang gave him some sustenance. Now that Ling Hao has returned safely, the mountain that almost suffocates Ling Moqiu on his shoulders is finally was removed.

Ling Hao raised his voice and laughed, "My brothers will definitely drink him for three days and three nights."

"it is good!"

Ling Moqiu answered simply, full of rare pride.

"Ha ha ha ha."

The two brothers looked at each other and smiled. After so many years of separation, they did not feel any alienation. The brotherhood seemed to be like mellow fine wine.

"Okay, okay." Ling Qingtian also echoed from the side, smiling from ear to ear.

"It seems a bit unharmonious to have a son and forget about the granddaughter." At this time, Ling Wushuang's leisurely voice came from the side, adding another touch of fun to the joyful atmosphere, making him more relaxed.

Ling Qingtian raised his beard, and looked across at Ling Wushuang who was sighing, but cast a disgusted glance at Ling Hao and said, "Who cares about this unfilial son?" After finishing speaking, he waved to his precious granddaughter, "Wu Shuang Come here and show the old man if you have lost weight."

Ling Wushuang laughed uncontrollably, and took a step towards the stubborn old man, "It's all right."

Brothers Ling Hao and Ling Moqiu looked at each other and shook their heads helplessly, knowing their father's temper well.

(End of this chapter)