The charming girl is reborn, dragging the paranoid prince to kill everyone

As the sky dawned, Tang Jiao put everything into the space, took out the airship, and headed for Huaizhou with Tang Zhongcheng and Zixiang.

Flying into the sky again, Tang Zhongcheng looked at the magnificent mountains and rivers below, still unable to hide the shock in his heart.

Tang Jiao was driving the airship while paying attention to Chengjun's situation in the space.

Child Lu Chengjun lay on the blanket and played with various toys. When he was tired, he hugged the quilt and fell asleep.

Almost three hours later, they finally arrived in Huaizhou. Looking at her extremely familiar hometown, Tang Jiao felt happy.

Land the airship in an empty courtyard of his house, cancel the stealth mode, and wait for them to come down, then directly enter the space and then take Lu Chengjun out.

Tang Zhongcheng hugged his grandson and smiled with Tang Jiao: "Sister Jiao, let's go, let's give your mother a big surprise."

Mrs. Tang is embroidering a little tiger hat in the house, planning to give it to her grandson when the weather gets cold.

At this time, a panting maid opened the curtain and came in. She panted and said with a joyful smile: "Madam, sir, sir..."

Mrs. Tang trembled with fright, clenched the fabric in her hand, and said anxiously: "What's wrong, Master?"

Is something wrong?

Thinking of that possibility, Mrs. Tang felt dizzy and her whole body was freezing.

"No." The maid was angry and said hurriedly: "The master and the eldest lady are back."

It only took one second to go from hell to heaven. Mrs. Tang was so happy that she shouted excitedly: "Really?"

"Mother."

Tang Jiao had not seen her for almost half a year. Looking at Mrs. Tang who was as gentle as water in front of her, she happily threw herself into her arms.

"Sister Jiao."

Mrs. Tang hugged her daughter's slender shoulders and looked up to see her husband coming in with her grandson in her arms. White mist appeared in her eyes and turned into tears.

Tang Jiao raised her head and acted coquettishly towards Mrs. Tang, saying proudly: "Mother, I brought father back safely."

"Okay, okay." Caressing her daughter's red cheeks, Mrs. Tang burst into tears: "You kid has lost weight."

Tang Jiao wiped away her tears with a silk handkerchief and said with a sweet smile: "No, I'm neither thin nor fat. I exercise every day."

Mrs. Tang looked at Lu Chengjun, smiled and said to her husband, "Let me hug my good grandson."

When Lu Chengjun saw Mrs. Tang, who looked somewhat similar to his mother, he obediently let her hold her.

Tang Zhongcheng smiled and said: "When Fu Shang comes over, our family will be truly reunited."

The family was enjoying themselves happily. Not long after, Tang Wenqian left school. When he saw Tang Jiao, he smiled happily and rolled his eyes, and quickly ran over to hug Lu Chengjun.

Tang Jiao knew that her mother was worried about her father and must have a lot to say. She hugged her son and smiled with Tang Wenqian: "Brother Qian, come to my sister's courtyard. My sister has something to tell you."

"it is good."

Tang Wenqian missed his sister very much after not seeing her for a long time. Oh, and his brother-in-law.

As soon as the children left, Mrs. Tang immediately stepped forward to support Tang Zhongcheng and said with red eyes: "How is your health? Are you injured?"

"It's okay." Tang Zhongcheng held her hand. Seeing her worried eyes, he hugged her tenderly: "I'm okay. It was Sister Jiao who saved me."

He walked inside with her in his arms and dismissed the maids. Tang Zhongcheng had not seen his wife for a long time, so he naturally had a lot to say.

Tang Jiao returned to her boudoir, looking at the room that was the same as before leaving the palace, her eyes felt a little sour.

It can be seen that my mother often has people clean it, so it is so spotless.

Tang Wenqian from behind stretched out his hand and said impatiently: "Sister, please give Brother Jun a hug."

"it is good."

Tang Jiao pulled him to sit on the small couch, sat next to him and handed Brother Jun to him.

After Tang Wenqian practiced martial arts, he became much stronger. He hugged Lu Chengjun firmly and lowered his head without forgetting to introduce himself: "Brother Jun, I am uncle. Please call me uncle."

Tang Jiao laughed out loud: "Brother Qian, he is only six or seven months old and can't speak yet."

"Sister, you are wrong." Tang Wenqian was always more lively in front of her: "Mother said that children must be taught, otherwise they will speak late. He can't speak now, but I teach him every day, and soon he will speak ”

Tang Jiao touched his head and agreed with his words: "Brother Qian, do you want to become an immortal?"

"Cultivation of immortals?" Tang Wenqian raised his eyes, his face was a little dull, and his tone was full of disbelief: "Sister, are there really people who are cultivators of immortality?"

Tang Jiao nodded: "If I give you a chance, would you like to become an immortal?"

"I want to." Holding Lu Chengjun in his arms, Tang Wenqian's eyes were full of yearning: "Cultivation as an immortal can fly into the sky and escape from the earth, punish evil and promote good, and protect my family. Of course I want to become an immortal."

Thinking of something, Tang Wenqian smiled and said: "Sister, I heard that there is an immortal in the capital, right?"

His mother had read his sister's letter before, saying that a cultivator had appeared in the capital.

The news soon spread throughout Huaizhou, and the parents of many of his classmates secretly sent people to the capital to investigate, hoping to find the immortal. ,

Tang Jiao nodded, pinched the soft flesh on his face, and said with a smile, "Your sister is an immortal."

what?

Tang Wenqian opened his eyes wide and hugged Lu Chengjun tightly, suspecting that he heard wrongly: "Sister, say it again."

Tang Jiao raised her hand slightly and conjured a red snow fruit out of thin air.

Europe. . Tang Wenqian opened his mouth wide and his eyes almost fell out of their sockets in shock.

Lu Chengjun took the opportunity and stuffed the whole fruit into his mouth, making him unable to close it.

"what!"

Tang Wenqian threw away his usual calmness and screamed, but his mouth was stuffed with fruit and his voice was very low.

Holding her son in her arms, Tang Jiao took out the fruit from his mouth.

"Sister." Tang Wenqian stood up suddenly, unable to contain his excitement: "You, how do you know magic? Has the immortal already accepted you as his disciple?"

Oh, oh, he has a sister who can do magic.

What's going on?

Calm down, my sister said to be calm. The bigger the problem, the more calm you have to be.

Tang Jiao looked at her brother pretending to be calm and was a little amused: "Do you want to learn?"

"I think so." Tang Wenqian opened his eyes wide and nodded without hesitation: "I want to learn magic so that I can protect my family."

His heart was beating violently, and Tang Wenqian couldn't describe what he felt, except that he suddenly felt that the whole world had been turned upside down.

Tang Jiao was very satisfied with his attitude: "Very good, then sister will teach you."

"Sister, do you teach now?"

Teach him quickly, teach him quickly.

Tang Jiao shook her head and saw what he was thinking: "No, we have to learn from the basics. Moreover, if you are determined to practice, you can no longer go to the school."

Tang Wenqian was a little surprised: "Why?"

He is popular in school and enjoys going to school.

Tang Jiao explained to him: "You are still young. If someone discovers your practice, it will cause trouble, and even worse, you will be killed."

Tang Wenqian was extremely smart and understood everything: "Okay, I'll listen to my sister. I won't even tell my best friend. When he grows up, I'll scare him to death."

Thinking of their envious eyes, Tang Wenqian felt proud.

Hum, let them laugh that they are dwarfs.

Tang Wenqian had suffered a lot since he was a child and had not enough to eat. After returning to the Tang Mansion, he was carefully raised. He has a rosy complexion and is in good health, but he is indeed a bit shorter than his peers.

But he is not afraid. His sister said that when he is thirteen or fourteen years old, he will grow slowly.

Tang Jiao looked at her brother's happy smile, but did not tell him that after practicing, it would be impossible for him and his current friends to go back to the past.

In all things in the world, only by giving up can you gain.