Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Tang Yin's eyes lit up as she smiled. “That's a good idea. But your father and your mother are now inseparable. I'm afraid it's not as easy as we thought…”

Xia Xia pouted, looking somewhat disappointed.

‘If Mother really follows Father and runs away… Then, I'll be left behind alone…'

Tang Yin raised his hand and touched Xia Xia's small head. “It's alright. We can think again and make a better plan.”

Xia Xia's eyes suddenly lit up. She smiled as bright as suns.h.i.+ne and her black eyes shone like stars.

“Great! Aunt Tang, when will Xiao Ya wake up?” Xia Xia bit her finger and continued, “She has been sleeping for a long time. Mother said we shouldn't oversleep. That's why Mother will make me wake up early every day. But why can Xiao Ya stay asleep?”

Tang Yin's eyes dimmed for a moment at the mention of Xiao Ya. Her smile faded. “I don't know. Xiao Qing said she would wake up, so… She will wake up. I'll need to wait.”

She would always wait for her to wake up. She believed that since her mother was still alive, then one day, she would wake up.

“Oh…”

Xia Xia looked lost, perhaps still not quite understanding.

Tang Yin came back to her senses and took Xia Xia's hand; she smiled and said softly, “Xia Xia, let's go find your mother.”

The warm sunlight fell upon Tang Yin's body.

This warmth somehow made her think of Nalan Jing…

She pursed her lips and sighed lightly.

‘Where is Brother Nalan… Is he still… Alive?

In Tian Feng City…

This city was one of the main cities of Tianling Kingdom and ruled by a local tyrant, Zhang Tianlei.

At this moment, in the chief manor's dungeon, a little girl sat in the corner, curled up into a ball. She wrapped her arms tightly around herself, perhaps feeling a little cold.

Dust and dirt covered her face, but one could still see her stunning features.

She was young, just about ten years old, but already had a long and slender body, bright eyes, and white teeth.

Bang!

A sword cut the lock outside the cell, and the moment the young girl looked up, she saw the man had already entered and pulled her into his arms immediately.

“Dai'er, I'm sorry… I'll take you away.”

“Brother…”

The young girl murmured, tears streaming from her eyes. She used her dirty hand to wipe the tears at the corner of her eyes and smiled brightly.

“Brother, with you around, I'm not afraid of anything.”

“Let's go.”

The man took the young girl's hand and just wanted to walk out when countless guards suddenly appeared and surrounded them.

Then, a fierce, well-dressed middle-aged man appeared from behind the guards.

“Nalan Jing, your sister stole from my chief manor. If you don't return all the things you've stolen, both of you can't leave my dungeon today!”

The middle-aged man smirked.

Nalan Jing held the longsword, his hand trembled slightly, but his face remained expressionless. “Da'er did not steal your things.”

“Hahaha!” The middle-aged man laughed wildly. “Nalan Jing, I've let both of you stay in my manor for two years. But you are so ungrateful for stealing my spirit herbs!”