Miss, Something’s Wrong With You

Yang Wangshu returned to Hongnong Yang Clan Clan Ground.

"So what am I doing when I come back?" She stood at the door of Clan Ground with a dazed expression, watching the clansman busy running around and carrying things, but oneself couldn't get in at all. .

After all, she hasn't been in Clan Ground for a long time, and it is still unknown whether anyone knows her-speaking of which has a kind of inexplicable sadness.

"Aiya, why is Wangshu back? I haven't seen you for a long time." A passing woman stared at her mask for a long time, and finally recognized the "Long missing "Daughter of Patriarch" came with a kind smile, "Hurry up, I will take you to see Patriarch."

Yang Wangshu turned pale with fright, subconsciously he had to type and say "no", but he was People smiled and pulled the right hand, and pulled it into Clan Ground.

Oops, my hand is restrained!

But it’s okay, I can make a seal with one hand!

Yang Wangshu was about to use one-handed typing Divine Art, but was dragged away by the woman, and the keyboard hung around her waist bounced around, making her left hand unable to accurately press the keys.

She hurriedly tried to clamp the keyboard with her left arm, but she accidentally pressed the space bar, and the cursor immediately moved backward in the screen text box built into the mask.

Wait, wait, wait, wait! Xiao Wangshu subconsciously wanted to delete this large line of spaces, but after touching it with her left hand for a long time, she didn't touch the backspace key. When she reacted again, she had been dragged into Patriarch's office by the woman.

"Patriarch! Wangshu is back!" The woman's loud voice sounded in the office, and Patriarch Yang Zixuan looked up in surprise.

When he saw the petite silhouette wearing a mask held by the woman, the expression on his face immediately changed from astonishment to anxiety and panic:

"Wang Shu! Why are you here? Shouldn't you be in Jingkou?!"

"I..." Yang Wangshu typed a word, but didn't know what to say.

How long has she not seen father? 3 years or 5 years?

For a long time, the appearance of father seems to be strange to her.

"I'm back to help the family." Finally, she still typed.

“You don’t need a clansman who hasn’t reached Sixth Grade to do things in the clan!” Yang Zixuan stood up abruptly, his expression changed to anxious and irritated, gnashing teeth authentically, “We Yang Clan in today’s The last train on the ground network has gone! What are you doing back now!"

He screened the woman with a gloomy expression, and ignored Yang Wangshu who was standing at the door at a loss. He picked up the phone and dialed a call:

"Hello?"

"Uncle Xinghe? I am Yang Zixuan."

"That's it, my daughter Yang Wangshu is in the clan , I missed the last train schedule today. I’m so sorry, can you arrange a place for my daughter in following other Aristocratic Family schedules?"

"No seat, let her stand That's fine. Which Aristocratic Family is the next class? Or I can contact the other party's Patriarch."

Yang Wangshu originally wanted to argue for oneself. The keyboard has already typed a few words, suddenly Hearing father whispering on the phone to make an apologetic relationship with Xing Family Patriarch, she suddenly had the urge to cry.

"Uncle Yang." On the opposite side of the phone, Uncle Xing coughed, and Xing Yuanzhi didn't know whether to cry or laughed beside me, "Don't worry, Wang Shu is with me I came from Jingkou to help the family. We will return to Jingkou together later."

"Oh, is it?" Yang Zixuan relaxed.

Since Xing Family knew about this, and not her daughter arbitrarily claiming to sneak back, it's easy to say.

But "helping the family", what can Wang Shu do? The big girl, her schoolwork has been abandoned for that many years, and her ability level is not enough. It would be nice to stay in the family and not make everyone messy.

Hurry up and let Xing Family send her back to Beijing!

Yang Zixuan was about to talk here, when he heard Xing Yuanzhi pretending to be surprised, and asked:

"Yes, don’t Shishu still know? Wangshu is Fifth Grade. Ah."

It's Fifth Grade...

Yang Zixuan was startled abruptly and couldn't believe what oneself heard.

Then he turned around and saw Yang Wangshu standing in the middle of the office. The current under his body was violently moving like a fierce snake. She was tightly bound to a place more than ten centimeters around his body. The arc was unique. The ozone smell diffused.

Fifth Grade.

It is indeed Fifth Grade high-voltage power.

He stared wide-eyed, half-opened his mouth, and his arm holding the phone hangs weakly. He stared blankly at Yang Wangshu, who was entangled by the electric current and resembled the coming of the Thunder God, he almost lost his words for a moment. Ability.

Yang Wangshu was secretly crisp in his heart, so he put away the lightning cloak around him, and asked his father to type and say, "Thirty years in Hexi, 30 years in Hedong, and my daughter is no longer an ignorant person." I couldn't type words on the keyboard, so I realized:

The keyboard burned again.

However, she didn't need to speak anymore, because father had already rushed to her side excitedly, and then squeezed her up.

"Wang Shu, you have finally become a talent!" Old Yang Zixuan burst into tears, and his voice trembled.

"wū wū wū wū wu wu wu!" (Hurry up and let me go!)

Xing Yuanzhi, who was on the other side of the phone, felt a little bit wrong.

Why, only the promotion of the rank can be regarded as a success, is it waste if the rank is not promoted?

But she also knows that Aristocratic Family has always been this urinary sex, and the older generation regards bloodline more than anything else. As long as you have enough potential, even a pig can lift you to the position of Patriarch.

So he just smiled and hung up.

………………

At the entrance of the ground network channel, under the guidance of the ground network staff, Cheng Jinyang met Patriarch Wang Maohong of Taiyuan Wang Clan.

This Old Master is sitting in the quiet room next door drinking tea, and several children, including Wang Wanrou, are standing beside him docile.

I don’t know if Wang Clan’s tutoring is strict, or because he is intimidated by the power of Old Master...

In short, at least Cheng Jinyang can’t think of making Young Lady Wang like this. Reasons to pretend to be polite.

"General Cheng." Wang Maohong put down his teacup and greeted with a smile.

"The prince." Cheng Jinyang took a step forward and asked respectfully.

It's not that you are afraid of the other party's power, but in such an occasion and atmosphere, you always have to give Sir Father a little face.

"Are you here to ask the Queen Mother, right?" Wang Maohong asked leisurely.

"Exactly." Cheng Jinyang replied.

Wang Maohong didn't speak, but just pointed towards the map on the table.

Wu Chang.

Cheng Jinyang:………………

Well, actually seeing Sir Father staying here unperturbed, he guessed that the Queen Mother is already not in Jiankang 80%.

Unless it is too late to rescue, there is no reason to save the emperor and not the queen mother.

In the event of the fall of the Queen Mother, Wang Maohong, as Chief Secretary, is impossible to have time to host the evacuation of the family here.

So the purpose of deliberately releasing the news that the queen mother is still in Jiankang is to confuse the Liyang army and try to contain them in Jinkang City?

Thinking of this, Cheng Jinyang looked towards Wang Maohong again.

In fact, it doesn’t matter, I am not here to save the Queen Mother... Wait!

My Big Sister Princess, will not be left here as bait!