Chapter 535 Returning Home

After hearing Mo Qingkuang's words, Li Ang looked even more embarrassed.

At the beginning, he wanted to step on Mo Qingkuang to ascend to power and become enemies with Mo Qingkuang.

He also covets the ninth princess Han Yaner.

Later, he was deposed by Lin Yang and lost all his energy.

Mo Qingkuang, on the other hand, rose to the top, turned the tide and became a hero of the Tianxuan Empire.

Almost everyone knows about his affair with Han Yan'er, and the world praises the golden boy and beautiful girl.

He became a useless person.

Now, it is ironic that his father, who is the King of Wu, has to humbly visit a Mo family whose leader is no more than a Grand Master.

"See, I've seen Master Mo." Although Li Ang had mixed feelings in his heart, he still bravely returned the salute.

If the Lis and his son want to say anything else, other people will naturally let the two of them seize this precious opportunity.

A swarm of swarms came to get close to the legendary son.

I was about to introduce myself in a flurry of words.

Then a rich and excited voice was heard coming from Mo Mansion.

"Kang'er! Kuang'er is back?"

Mo Shan walked like a dragon and almost ran out of the door.

Behind him, followed a large number of elders and deacons of the Mo family.

With the increase of Mo Fan's aura, their cultivation level is pretty good. Mo Shan has reached the peak of Grand Master and is only one step away from the Martial Lord.

The strength of other elders and deacons is also that of high-level masters or great masters.

However, in just two years, Mo Fan's aura has brought such great progress to the Mo clan, which is really terrifying.

When he saw his father coming out, although his cultivation level had improved, the white hair on his temples became more and more obvious, making him look much older.

Mo Qingkuang's mood collapsed instantly, and he fell to his knees with a thud, crying bitterly: "Father, my child is unfilial!"

Mo Shan quickly helped Mo Qingkuang up, with tears streaming down his face, and gently caressed his son's face with his trembling hands.

Afraid that this was a fantasy, he secretly pinched the flesh on his body.

Only when I felt that pain did I believe that my son, who was rumored to be dead, was really back.

"It'll be good to come back, it'll be good to come back." Mo Shan grabbed Mo Qingkuang's hand and looked him up and down. He couldn't get enough of it.

When he heard the news of Mo Qingkuang's death, Mo Shan was heartbroken and once had the thought of committing suicide.

If Mo Yuntian, who had escaped from the Blue Flame Empire, hadn't stopped him in time and scolded him to wake him up, I'm afraid Mo Qingkuang would really have become a fatherless and motherless person at this moment.

"Where's grandpa?" Mo Qingkuang suddenly asked.

"My father was still here just now!" Mo Shan was stunned when he heard this. His father was no calmer than him just now, so why did he suddenly disappear?

"Let's go in with my father to find him."

Mo Shan didn't care about the guests outside the door at all, and didn't even say hello. He just took Mo Qingkuang and walked back to the house, leaving only one sentence: "The Mo family is closed today to thank the guests."

All the elders and deacons of the Mo family bowed to greet him: "Welcome the young master back to the house!"

When he returned to the mansion, he didn't see Mo Yuntian, but he saw Han Yan'er waiting in the hall.

Han Yan'er had already taken off her veil, her pretty face was red from suppressing her emotions, and she was pacing back and forth in the hall, feeling very uneasy in her heart.

It is extremely rare for such emotions to appear in a person with a cold constitution like hers.

The moment he saw Mo Qingkuang appear, he jumped into Mo Qingkuang's arms like a baby swallow.

Ever since Mo Fan threatened to resurrect Mo Qingkuang, she could not wait to come to Mo Family's Fufu.

She knew that Mo Qingkuang would definitely return to Mo Mansion as soon as possible after his resurrection.

She also knew that it was unseemly for a woman who had never been married to come to the house so shamelessly.

But she couldn't care about that much anymore, she just wanted to see Mo Qingkuang as soon as possible!

If she hadn't had the last shred of reason that kept her from rushing out with Mo Shan, I'm afraid she would have been in Mo Qingkuang's arms at this moment.

Feeling the cool and warm fragrance of nephrite in his arms, Mo Qingkuang's mood calmed down instantly.

He gently stroked Han Yan'er's soft hair: "Yan'er, you have suffered."

"Woo..."

Listening to her lover's distressed call, Han Yan'er's grievances during this period burst out, and she burst into tears in Mo Qingkuang's arms.

Tears soaked Mo Qingkuang's clothes, which made Mo Qingkuang feel distressed.

Mo Shan looked at the young people from the side with a loving look on his face.

He only had one child, Mo Qingkuang, and he did not remarry after his wife died.

His biggest wish in this life is not whether Mo Qingkuang can succeed, but that Mo Qingkuang can get married and start a career as soon as possible.

Now the matter between Mo Qingkuang and Han Yan'er has been basically settled. On a good day, Mo Shan might go to the palace to propose marriage.

"Okay, Yan'er, am I back now? I'll take you to see grandpa." Mo Qingkuang said softly.

"Hmm..." Han Yan'er responded softly and finally left Mo Qingkuang's arms, but her little hand still held onto one of Mo Qingkuang's arms, as if she was afraid that he would disappear from her eyes.

Mo Qingkuang took out his handkerchief to wipe away Han Yaner's tears and said to Mo Shan, "Father, where is grandpa?"

"Ah, Uncle Mo is here too." Han Yan'er was a little shy and anxious.

She was so excited just now that she didn't notice that there was someone else beside Mo Qingkuang. Now she found that her future father-in-law was actually beside her, which made her a little embarrassed.

His petite body hid behind Mo Qingkuang, quite afraid to see people.

Mo Shan laughed: "Young man, I understand. You are frivolous. I plan to go to the palace to propose marriage to Yan'er in two days. What do you think?"

"It's all up to my father." Mo Qingkuang nodded.

Now that his strength is strong enough to protect himself, the strength of his ancestors also has a very high status in the world.

It's time to give an explanation to this girl who has deep feelings for him.

Han Yan'er was also very happy when she heard this. She hid behind Mo Qingkuang, her eyes narrowed into crescents, and she tried not to laugh out loud.

But because of the shy nature of girls, she still pinched Mo Qingkuang's palm quietly.

Mo Qingkuang smiled slightly and didn't care. When he looked up, he saw his grandfather Mo Yuntian sitting in the hall, holding a cup of tea in his hand and gently fiddling with the tea flowers floating in the cup.

If he hadn't seen him fiddling with it all the time but never taking a sip, I'm afraid everyone would really think that the old man was calm and not excited about his grandson's return.

Mo Qingkuang took Han Yan'er and walked forward quickly, kneeling in front of Mo Yuntian: "Grandson Mo Qingkuang, meet grandpa."

Han Yan'er hesitated for a moment, and actually knelt down as well.

Mo Yuntian wanted to tease Mo Qingkuang, but when he found Han Yan'er kneeling down, he could not continue.

He put down the teacup and sighed: "Get up, you are back."

"Father, weren't you more excited than me just now? Why..." Mo Shan interrupted at an inappropriate time.

"What do you know, you little brat? I am his grandfather. How can a grandfather go out to pick up his grandson? How can you be the head of the family?" Mo Yuntian looked proud, but the tears in his eyes betrayed him.

Then he rolled his eyes at Mo Qingkuang who stood up: "Grandpa thought you had forgotten your grandfather after you had the Ninth Princess. You didn't notice that your grandfather was sitting here for a long time!"

This sentence embarrassed Han Yan'er and pushed him behind Mo Qingkuang.

Mo Qingkuang also knew that his grandfather was not really angry, so he came forward with a smug face and handed over the cup of tea that Mo Yuntian had just put down.

"Grandson knows his mistake, Grandpa, drink tea."