Relying on an Army of 100000 to win a great battle in just a dozen days?
Yan Yu's beautiful eyes were filled with longing. As expected of Xia qingchen. His name represented a miracle.
Xia Yuan and Xia Jie were so happy that they were crying. They stepped forward and hugged her tightly.
"That's great! This is really Double Happiness!" Xia Yuan patted his back with all his might, feeling incomparably happy.
Xia qingchen's brows twitched.
His safe return was one thing, but what was the other?
"Right, you still don't know." Xia Yuan hurriedly took out a wrinkled letter. The edges of the envelope were filled with traces of wear and tear.
She could tell that he had opened the letter repeatedly.
Xia qingchen opened the letter and took out the letter to read it. He instantly understood.
It turned out that this was a letter from his mother, Huang yanran's clan. In the letter, they said that they would soon come to their fief to see Xia Yuan.
