The Savior is just a 3-Year-Old

  Chapter 1561 Xia's death

  Time flies, the sun and the moon are like shuttles.

   Soon, the empress dowager was awake.

  When the Queen Mother left, the little prince was already seven years old and had gradually taken over the important affairs of the DPRK.

  In a few years, the Xia family and General Fang’s only son have been married.

   Last name Fang.

  Fang's family is also considered to have left blood.

  Xia is already one of the rare elderly people around, even so, she rarely has gray hair on her head.

  Even time left the mark on her body very slowly.

  Time treats her especially favorably.

  Everyone knows that she gave birth to an amazing daughter.

  On this day, everyone in the Jiang family relaxed their steps.

  The green smoke was lit in the house, and the green smoke reached the sky.

  "Is my sister back?" Jiang Huaian, who is over 60, has gray hair on his temples, and his eyebrows are a little sad.

  Xia’s has been dozing off and on this year, and the imperial physician will call for her pulse every three days.

  In the past few days, the imperial doctor made preparations.

  Sure enough, early this morning, Xia asked him to wear brand new clothes.

  The hair is combed meticulously, looking radiant and in good spirits.

  Everyone knows that this is a flashback.

  The old lady is over 80.

  Originally, his birthday was over 50 years old, and he had reached 86.

  Xia is the oldest old man in Beijing.

  The Queen Mother also lived more than seventy years old.

   "It's still a future." Jiang Huaian's wife, standing on her side, rubbed her eyebrows. She and Jiang Huai'an have lived together in peace.

  Xia’s sitting in front of the hall, seemed to be waiting for something.

  Last year, Father Fang had already left.

Suddenly, a shallow white light fell from the sky.

  No one has ever noticed.

  In a blink of an eye, she saw a young girl with red lips and white teeth standing in front of the door.

  But the girl’s eyes were full of the breath of time, she looked young, but she looked a little mature.

  A young man stood beside her.

  Behind him followed Dijun and Lu Youyou.

   "Brother. Sister-in-law." Lulu whispered.

  I tried my best to take a breath, still not dare to look directly at it.

  Lulu reunites with his eldest son and grandson in the Lower Realm every year, and will also bring his brother and mother to the palace together.

  The last time I met was half a year ago.

  Jiang Huaian is now a figure covering the sky with one hand in the court, but he has never had a double heart, only escorting the child.

  As long as he needs, he will always protect.

  He doesn’t need it anymore, so he retreats.

  "Go and send the mother off." The prime minister who said the same above Chaotang, the corners of his eyes blushed slightly.

   Soon King Ren also came with his family, and he never disturbed anyone.

  Lulu entered the door, and saw the hopeful old man sitting on the chair. When he saw himself entering the door, his eyes lit up.

   "Lulu is home? Come, my mother left you favorite dishes." Xia's seems to see her when she was a child.

  Lulu’s eyes are slightly hot, in fact, she knew her mother’s birthday very early.

  She also knew that she would send away all her relatives one by one.

   "It's raging, and my hair ran away." Xia looked at her with a smile, and put her favorite meat in a bowl.

  Lulu took a bite, with a bitter taste.

  It turned out to be tears from the bottom of my eyes, which fell.

   "Don't cry, don't cry. This is a happy event." The Xia clan seems to have distinguished the scene at the moment. He passed away in her eighties, and everywhere is joy and mourning.

   "Mother hopes my Lulu can be happy."

   "My Lulu is the most squeamish. I can't bear any grievances. Now, I have grown up." Before Xia's eyes, he seemed to see the chubby girl who was thrown out to sacrifice the ghost in the ruined temple.

  (End of this chapter)