Wang Yun held her wrist and comforted her gently. "It's all in the past. With Husband around, we'll get better and better in the future."
Shen Ping smiled and hugged Bai Yuying's slender waist. "Yun'er is right. The past is already a cloud. What we have to do is to live in the present and look forward to the future."
Bai Yuying hugged Shen Ping. "Ying'er wants to stay by your side."
The large flying ship of the True Treasure Pavilion constantly sailed through familiar areas of the Wei Kingdom. There were cultivation families, rogue cultivators' markets, and mortal cities. When a vast lake came into view in the distance, Shen Ping and his wife and concubines immediately looked at the cultivation city that had lived for several years.
Qingyang City.
They were back.
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