The team from the capital came to the barren capital in a mighty manner.
The city gate of the barren city was wide open. The people in the outer city didn't know what had happened. They only knew that the noble people in the inner city, who were rarely seen on normal days, were kneeling in front of the street.
Mrs. Xia stood in front of the door and kept wiping her tears.
"I thought I couldn't go back. A few days ago, your maternal grandfather sent a letter saying that the first Prince had asked for a decree to grant Amnesty to the world several times, but His Majesty had brushed it off."
In the past, no one could pass through the sneaky and evil Lin of the fog sect.
Lin Guangming of the mist sect had long been wiped out by the hall of salvation.
The Xia family's letter arrived immediately.
Xia Shi watched with tears in her eyes, feeling guilty and remorseful. She could only hope to return to the capital as soon as possible to be filial to her parents.
