The tyrant empress is my wife, I am invincible and have been hiding

Another guard with a broken arm quickly came to Murong Wan'er, his face full of joy, and was about to kneel on the ground: "Wang Chao welcomes the young lady!"

Murong Wan'er had a bright smile on her face. Before Wang Chao knelt down, she quickly reached out her hand to support him: "Uncle Wang, after so many years, you still can't change your bad habits. Don't kneel down to me in the future. Both of your arms were lost to save my mother. If my mother is still alive, knowing that her daughter accepted your kneeling, wouldn't it be ungrateful?"

"The eldest lady is our commander. She was ambushed, so it is only natural for us to save her. Young lady, please don't feel any psychological burden." Wang Chao was afraid that Murong Wan'er would be bothered by these things, so he quickly explained.

The eldest lady that Wang Chao and his friends were referring to was Wang Lianyan, the imperial concubine of the current emperor Murong Boheng, and Murong Wan'er's biological mother. However, when Murong Wan'er was ten years old, she was assassinated while visiting her mother's home after leaving the palace. She died of her injuries.

The two guards with broken arms used to be captains of her mother's guard. They were loyal and since Wang Lianyan became a royal concubine, they also followed her to Weicheng.

Their two broken arms were also lost in that assassination.

Hua Hua Hua...

At this moment, bursts of rustling sounds were heard inside the mansion, and hurried footsteps were rushing out of the mansion.

"Has my precious granddaughter finally decided to come back?" I heard her voice before I saw her. It was a powerful voice with full of energy.

I saw a burly old man with gray hair and a long robe on his body. He had a rusty iron knife on his waist and an unfathomable aura.

He is the high official of the Great Xia Dynasty and the lord of Nanyuan, Wang Beiwang. He is in charge of Nanyuan of the entire Great Xia Dynasty and has 500,000 Nanyuan soldiers under his command.

The current emperor Murong Boheng has been able to make the entire Great Xia Dynasty more and more powerful, and Wang Beiwang’s contribution accounts for at least one third of the total.

In the past, during the Great Xia Dynasty, the entire Nanyuan was full of tribes and was completely out of control. Later, Wang Beiwang set out from Weicheng with only one man and one sword. Without sacrificing a single soldier from the Great Xia Dynasty, he suppressed all the tribes in Nanyuan with just one man and one sword, and established the Nanyuan Army, and was also named the Lord of Nanyuan.

After so many years, Wang Beiwang led the Namwon Army to guard Namwon, causing the countries bordering Namwon to avoid him.

There are so many rumors throughout the Great Xia Dynasty that if the current emperor gives an order, Wang Beiwang can lead the Nanyuan Army to sweep across the entire southern part of Kyushu. It is conceivable how powerful Wang Beiwang's Nanyuan Army is.

This is the biggest reason why, when in Jinling City, the Minister of Rites was afraid of angering Murong Wan'er.

"Wan'er greets grandpa!"

Murong Wan'er saw Wang Beiwang in front of her. She hadn't seen him for several years. Although Wang Beiwang was still as strong as ever, there were a few more wrinkles on his forehead.

"Hahaha……"

Wang Beiwang smiled happily and laughed heartily. He said in a clear voice: "Grandpa heard that you were coming to visit a few days ago, so he prepared your favorite icefield snow deer meat for you. Come with me!"

"Thank you, Grandpa."

Murong Wan'er's eyes sparkled. The Icefield Snow Deer was a unique spiritual creature only found in the Southern Plains of the Great Xia Dynasty. It was only found in the southernmost part of the Southern Plains, in the ice and snow. It was rare and precious. Its meat was tender and melted in the mouth, but it had no fishy smell. It was slightly sweet and a little cool, but it could refresh the heart.

As Wang Beiwang brought Murong Wan'er to the mansion, the servants came to Murong Wan'er and saluted. These servants had injuries to varying degrees.

They were all the seriously injured veterans who had followed Wang Beiwang and fought throughout Nanyuan and survived. Wang Beiwang thought that the mansion needed some manpower, so he kept them all by his side.

Murong Wan'er's mother, Wang Lianyan, grew up under their care. When these people looked at Murong Wan'er, it was as if they were looking at Wang Lianyan, and many of them were secretly sad.

As the daughter of Wang Beiwang, Wang Lanyan was extremely polite to these servants. She did not treat them as servants at all. She was approachable and treated them very well.

When they learned that Wang Lanyan had been assassinated and died of serious injuries, they gathered outside Wang Beiwang's study for several days, wanting to avenge Wang Lanyan.

"Grandfathers and uncles, there's no need to be so polite. I haven't been here for more than two or three years, and you have all forgotten what I said." Murong Wan'er looked at the people who came up to pay their respects. She knew in her heart that these people were seriously injured and were left in the mansion by her grandfather. Most of them had no children, and in their hearts they had already regarded their mother as their daughter.

With the death of Wang Lianyan, they transferred this favor to her. Now they knew that she came to the mansion not to pay respects, but to see her.

"Old Han, let's share the remaining meat from the glacier deer with everyone!"

Wang Beiwang looked at an old man not far away.

"My lord, the young lady loves to eat ice snow deer the most. We all have eaten it in the war before, and we left it for her." Old Han is a one-eyed man, but when he smiles, he makes people feel amiable, without any sense of ferocity.

Murong Wan'er knew it very well. Her grandfather once told her that when Lao Han was young, he led ten soldiers and was surrounded by thousands of enemy troops. He led the ten soldiers and fought his way out of the encirclement, killing all the enemy troops. Even her grandfather didn't know how he survived.

"How can you be so fussy? I don't even know how much my granddaughter can eat, right?" Wang Beiwang pretended to be angry and yelled, then brought Murong Wan'er to the restaurant.

The restaurant is not very big, and the all-redwood furniture looks particularly exquisite. A fresh fragrance permeates the entire restaurant.

On the table in the middle, there were dozens of dishes of white, rosy, crystal clear snow deer meat. It was obviously just steamed and still emitting hot steam.

"Have a try!"

Wang Beiwang brought Murong Wan'er to the dining table, his face full of anticipation. He pointed at the steaming slices of meat and motioned for Murong Wan'er to pick up the chopsticks and pick up the meat.

Bah! Bah!

Murong Wan'er took the chopsticks, gently picked up the meat of the ice field snow deer, and slowly put it into her mouth. It melted in her mouth. She could only feel the spiritual energy flowing throughout her body, and she felt extremely comfortable all over.

"Grandpa, you eat too!"

Wang Beiwang's old face was full of smiles. He picked up the chopsticks and tasted the meat of the icefield snow deer.

"Oh! Grandpa, wait for me."

Murong Wan'er suddenly thought of something, turned around and ran outside. Soon she was seen holding a pot of wine and placed it in front of Wang Beiwang.

Wang Beiwang looked at the wine jug in front of him, smelling the aroma of the wine, his pupils contracted. He had been drinking wine all his life, but he never knew that wine could be so fragrant.

"What kind of wine is this? It smells so good!"

Wang Beiwang couldn't help swallowing his saliva, and reached out to open the wine jug impatiently. The aroma of wine filled the air, making Wang Beiwang completely irresistible. He didn't care about his image either, and took a wine glass, filled it with wine, and after the white wine went down his throat, he looked at Murong Wan'er with surprise on his face.