Even Wanxi was a little surprised that Xiaoqi could do this.

Wanxi felt relieved.

However, Xiao Qi's approach, instead, made Lawang cry on the spot.

The child tried his best to control it, and it was obvious that he really didn't want to cry. But now in front of Xiaoqi, he raised the sleeve of the Mongolian robe to wipe his tears, "...I am really, I miss my mother so much."

Wanxi's own tears fell down.

Who can’t miss her mother like such a young child? When Lawang was sent to the mainland, he was just two years old!

But this year he was in the palace and never said he missed his mother in front of others, nor did he ever let anyone see if he had cried secretly - but now he thought, how could he have cried secretly?

Just as the "princess" is Xiao Qi's identity and mission, for the child Lawang, being elected as the seventh prince is a glory, isn't it also a burden?

Such a young child, how could they know what family, country, honor and disgrace? They should have only been children who snuggled beside their mother and acted coquettishly.

Wanxi felt more and more distressed, so she hurriedly stepped forward and carried the two children into her arms, one left and one right.

Xiaoqi also burst into tears. He was not very good at saying things to comfort him, but just flattened his mouth and cried, and then reached out to wipe the tears for Lawang.

Wanxi nodded with relief, smiled vigorously, coaxed Lawang and said, "Good boy, this time my mother also urged you to go home, but she knew that you must miss your mother in your heart. I asked you to go home, but I asked you to go home to see your mother."

"Besides, your mother must miss you very much when she is far away. You have been in the palace for a year, and you have grown taller and look better. You can go back and ask your mother to see you, so that your mother can rest assured, right?"

Then Lawang nodded in tears, "I understand... When my Eqige (Mengyu Father) comes back, I will go home. After the New Year, I will bring the delphinium flowers and come back."

Xiaoqi nodded vigorously and stretched out his little finger, "Take the hook!"

Lawang finally left. He left the palace first, returned to their house in the capital, and met with his grandmother, and then returned northward in the direction of the Tengger Desert.

Wanxi took Xiaoqi and Fu Kang'an and could not see him far away, but she also sent him outside Shenwu Gate.

Watching the car go further and further, even Fu Kangan, who has always fought with Lawang, sighed deeply.

He held Lawang's small waist knife in his hand, and when Lawang left, he gave it to him.

Fu Kangan was a little reluctant, but he also gave the bone-clearing knife on his waist to Lawang.

The two children exchanged waist knives.

Lawang said, "If you change your waist knife, you will be happy for the rest of your life!"

Fu Kangan sighed, recalling what Rawang said, and then deliberately stomped his lips and stomped his feet, "Broken knife, not at all!"

Liu Zhu'er could only smile foolishly, "Brother Kang, who dares to use a knife that has been used to break the sword for you?"

Wanxi and Xiaoqi were sitting in the warm sedan chair. Xiaoqi was lying in Wanxi's arms, and she had already wet her mother's clothes.

"…Ene, where is Rawang's house?"

Wanxi stroked Xiaoqi's hair, "In the north of the desert, the desert is called Tengger, which is the 'Eternal Heaven' in the hearts of the Mongolians. The nomadic land of the Rawang family is a place called 'Tamir'."

Xiaoqi raised his eyes and stared at his mother with black eyes, "Tamil? Is it far away?"
Chapter completed!