An eight-year-old kid emptied his scumbag father's warehouse and followed his grandparents into

At this time, more than 500 miles away in the Damuding Mountains of Cangwu County, the atmosphere in the big wooden house where Jing Changjiang usually held meetings with his men was a bit tense.

The dim light in the house shone through the wooden lattice windows, and the air was filled with an oppressive atmosphere, as if even the air was frozen.

Everyone held their breath, waiting for the next instruction.

"General Su, Lieutenant General Lin, we just captured seven more men who sneaked in. I've already cut off the legs of the two who didn't commit suicide by biting the poison and have them locked up. But there are now twenty-seven men who have sneaked in in three days. What should we do?" The captain, sweating profusely and nervously, knelt down upon entering to report. He raised his head, his eyes filled with anticipation, awaiting the two commanders' decision.

"One of them couldn't stand the torture and confessed that he had received orders from the capital to go into the mountains to find out about the mineral veins. The rest knew nothing about anything." The team leader paused and added.

He looked at General Su and Brigadier General Lin, a hint of worry flashing in his eyes, and he was very worried about their reaction.

General Su and Brigadier General Lin looked at each other with stern eyes. This means that the gold mine has been exposed.

They also understood that this was not the King's arrangement on Yan's territory, and that the people behind the so many people who could sneak in within three days were definitely not easy to deal with. This meant that they would face a severe challenge, a test of life and death.

"Continue to strengthen vigilance and absolutely ensure they never return," Admiral Lin said in a deep voice, his voice filled with unquestionable determination. His brows were furrowed, and his eyes revealed a hint of coldness.

Hearing Admiral Lin's words, the captain nodded in agreement, a look of determination flashing in his eyes. He stood up and retreated with firm steps. He had to immediately arrange for his men to prepare for the challenge.

"The general has received the secret letter sent yesterday, and I'm afraid he's on his way back." General Su said, still worried, "Have everyone prepare for battle. If it really doesn't work, we'll have to evacuate first."

Brigadier General Lin looked up at the several mines standing outside the window. They were the result of thousands of soldiers working hard for more than half a year, almost leveling the mountains of this generation, and there was no time to mine them.

He couldn't help but curse, "Damn it, I'm afraid I've made wedding clothes for those bastards in vain." He was angry and unwilling, and felt that their efforts were not worth it.

Jing Chunxi had never expected that the reunion with his grandparents' family would be so short. He had planned to stay for ten days to celebrate the Ghost Festival before leaving. However, on the fourth day, when he and his third uncle went to the county town to unload dried bamboo shoots, sweet potato flour and other dry goods, he was hurriedly called into the front hall by his eldest uncle.

She was still immersed in the joy of reuniting with her grandparents and was looking forward to the days to come.

As soon as she and her third uncle stepped inside, they realized they were still the five of them in the main hall. Seated at attention were her grandfather, grandmother, and eldest uncle, all with grave expressions. For no apparent reason, Jing Chunxi felt her heart pounding, as if something big was about to happen. A sense of unease welled up in her, a premonition of something bad happening.

Seeing the small piece of paper in her uncle's hand, Jing Chunxi became anxious and walked over to grab it, "Something happened in Qingshan Villa?" For no reason, seeing the serious expressions of the elders, she was very worried about the safety of her mother and brother who were far away in Qingshan Villa. She even thought that something might have happened to them and was eager to know the content of the letter.

"No." Jing Changjiang replied quickly, but Jing Chunxi still snatched the letter away. The secret letter was actually just a piece of paper. She eagerly unfolded the paper, her eyes quickly scanning the handwriting.

Seeing the contents of the letter, she breathed a sigh of relief. Knowing that it did not involve Qingshan Manor, Jing Chunxi put the note back into her uncle's hand and, without a second thought, nestled into her grandmother's arms, saying, "It's so soon. I don't even get to sleep with my grandmother."

The grievance and reluctance in her voice were genuine, and her eyes flashed with loss. She hugged her grandmother tightly, trying to seek comfort.

Jing Yongcheng looked at his granddaughter and said, "Sleep tonight and leave tomorrow." He then looked at Jing Changning and said, "Tell them to prepare well."

He looked at Jing Chunxi, his voice filled with helplessness and apology, and he felt deeply regretful. He had been working almost non-stop since his granddaughter came, and today's trips were also non-stop. Looking at Jing Chunxi, his eyes were full of love and heartache.

"So soon!" Jing Chunxi was unhappy and pretended to be naughty so that her grandmother would rub her with pity. In fact, after reading the secret letter, she could guess that she had to leave immediately.

"If a large number of people enter Lingnan, the King of Yan will definitely know immediately. However, it's not just about moving the ore, but also about the retreat of so many soldiers. We can't delay any longer." Everyone knew what Jing Changjiang said made sense. The old lady also understood her niece's feelings. She stroked Jing Chunxi's hair and said comfortingly, "Xi Jie'er, hurry up and move the mine with your uncle and come back. Grandma will be waiting for you."

The gentle and loving voice tried to comfort her granddaughter and bring her some warmth. She looked at Jing Chunxi, her eyes full of encouragement and support.

"Well, maybe, but I have to celebrate the New Year with Mom and Pu Ge'er. I couldn't make it back last year, and Xi Jie wanted to cry." Jing Chunxi pretended to wipe her tears and sob, implying that she might not have time to come back. Her grandmother patted her again, "Yes, I have to go back for the New Year."

Then she sighed and said, "Grandma, it's so lively here. It's okay. Go back early and be filial to your mother." The helplessness and reluctance in her voice were obvious, and there was a flash of loss in her eyes, but she also understood the child's desire to go home.

Hearing the old lady mention their younger sister (elder sister), Jing Changjiang and Jing Changning suddenly thought of something and looked at their father and mother at the same time. Jing Changning even pointed at Jing Chunxi in his mother's arms, as if he had something to say. Their eyes were burning, waiting for their parents' response.

After a few breaths.

"Sister Xi, your grandma has a question for you." The lady gently lifted up her granddaughter who was lying in her arms and asked Jing Chunxi to look her in the face as her smile had slightly faded.

Her voice was serious and earnest, trying to prepare for the next question.

"If there is someone who loves mother and also loves you and Pu Ge'er, Sister Xi will like it." The old lady was full of tenderness and expectation, trying to make plans for the future of her daughter's family, but she wanted to take Jing Chunxi's feelings into consideration more.

Two days ago, I received a letter from Prince Jing and Jing Yi, knowing that their intention to marry was sincere. The four of them had already seriously considered it. Although the status of the two was very different, for the happiness of their daughters (sisters), they might not be unable to broadcast a good future, and they would definitely support their daughters and grandchildren.

Therefore, Jing Yongcheng had already written a reply letter, agreeing to the marriage. Now the family's only concern was the attitude of Jing Qiurong and the two children, and Jing Chunxi might be the key to the attitude of the three.

If Jing Qiurong can understand Jing Yi's true feelings and her children can accept this stepfather, then naturally nothing can stop this marriage.

Jing Chunxi didn't even think about it and blurted out, "I like it!" Her voice was full of joy, but only for a moment. She suddenly thought about it and felt a little confused, "Only my grandparents would cherish us, Xi'er of course likes it."

After she finished speaking, she felt lost and confused. Thinking about it, she felt that she had misunderstood. Suddenly, she remembered hearing similar words from someone else. She seemed to understand but also a little confused. Suddenly, she looked at her grandmother nervously, and then at the other people.

Her eyes flashed with nervousness and uneasiness, as if she understood something but was also afraid of her own ignorance. She held her grandmother's hand tightly, trying once again to seek comfort and support.