The happy times, it seemed, passed exceptionally quickly.
Li Qianfan’s memory was still at the moment he scooped up Shen Chongchong’s leg bend with his left hand, but it felt like only a blink of an eye before it was already the afternoon of the next day.
It was three in the afternoon in the Eastern Land, and nine in the morning in Gaul, which was about six hours ahead.
Longxu!
This was one of the world’s four major powers, Longxu!!
On a road that was not wide but very flat, a motorcade of more than ten black armored cars was slowly moving forward.
In front and behind this motorcade were dozens of motorcycles, roaring ahead or providing rear guard.
On the fields, forests, and riverbanks on both sides of the road, there were many young men and women dressed in black uniforms.
They were of both sexes, all spirited, but with solemn expressions.
These people were responsible for guarding the sides of the road from the outer perimeter two kilometers away, all the way to the main gate of Longxu.
In the sky.
Several helicopters, armed with rapid-fire cannons and even air-to-air or air-to-ground missiles, were continuously circling and following the motorcade below.
This kind of super luxurious defensive formation was only being used for the third time in the twenty years since Longxu was founded.
The first time—
Was when Ms. Lu Ziqi, the "curtain-hanging" Grand Chieftain of the Marco family, visited Longxu holding her newborn twins.
The second time—
Was when the former Grand Chieftain of the Marco family, Chen Huizhen, and Hu Mietang, who had been known as the number one expert in the world for decades, both passed away on the same day a year ago. Their caskets were to "revisit old haunts" at Longxu before being repatriated and buried in their homeland.
Today.
Longxu was once again deploying such a grand spectacle.
All for—
Longxu was about to welcome its future Young Madam, Su Ziyu!!
In the center of the motorcade was a black stretched limousine.
Inside the passenger compartment of the RV, there were only four people.
They were Yang Xiao, Ziye, Su Ziyu, and Mo Hongti.
Actually.
Longxu had an airport.
Li Xiao’s private jet, on which he had flown back to Longxu, had landed directly within Longxu.
However, such a convenient method was not suitable for the future Young Madam of Longxu’s first visit.
After arriving in Gaul, Su Ziyu and her party first stayed at a large hotel in the city.
When the auspicious time arrived, a super luxurious welcoming team would escort her to Longxu.
Ziye, who had been slacking off when she first got into the car, immediately sat up straight after the motorcade entered the outer perimeter.
Yang Xiao, who usually wore spotless white robes, had specially changed into a black long robe.
After all, Longxu "valued Xuan," and black was the most advanced and noble color.
Similarly.
Su Ziyu and Mo Hongti were also wearing black skirt suits.
Even the jewelry they wore on their ears was black pearls specially provided by Longxu.
Nervousness.
At this moment, nervousness was the only feeling Su Ziyu and Mo Hongti had.
Before coming.
They had wondered how Longxu would "receive" them.
But even if their heads were broken, they could not have imagined that Longxu would deploy such a grand formation.
Or rather.
Poverty had limited their imagination.
Anyone would be nervous.
They sat side by side, and to relieve their uncontrollable nervousness, they instinctively held hands, fingers intertwined.
They could feel the sweat in each other’s palms.
They could even hear each other’s heartbeats.
This was not like Granny Liu entering the Grand View Garden.
It was purely like a silly girl entering the imperial city.
Su Ziyu looked at Yang Xiao for the sixty-sixth time.
Yang Xiao had closed her eyes in repose since getting into the car.
She completely ignored Ziyu’s pleading gaze.
Ziyu had no choice but to look at Yang Ziye for the eighty-eighth time.
Ziye, sitting bolt upright, was like a wooden statue.
She had completely forgotten her boasts before getting into the car, when she had patted her chest and said, "Sister-in-law, don't be afraid, I'm here with you."
It was obvious.
This grandmother and granddaughter duo were deliberately ignoring Su Ziyu’s pleas for help.
After all, she was the future Madam of the Dragon Lord, and this was her first appearance at Longxu, so she had to show her innate abilities!
If she performed well, everything would be fine.
If she performed poorly, then nothing would be fine.
"I always thought that Ziyu marrying Qianfan was like a common hen flying onto a phoenix tree, marrying into a super wealthy family (like the Si'jiao Shen family)."
Mo Hongti thought to herself, "But now I realize that what I previously considered a super wealthy family is nothing compared to Longxu! Ziyu got this brilliant future for eighty-eight thousand yuan. This deal is worth falling into hell for eighteen lifetimes, even if it means eternal damnation."
What was Su Ziyu thinking?
Her brain had crashed—
The car stopped.
"Sister-in-law, prepare to get off."
Yang Ziye, who had been "like a wooden statue," finally spoke softly to Su Ziyu.
Su Ziyu, with a blank mind, instinctively wanted to stand up.
But—
Where were her legs!?
Su Ziyu couldn't find her legs.
The car door opened.
Mo Hongti saw the Lord of Longxu at a glance.
As the occasion was very formal today, and Yang Xiao was in the car, Li Xiao, who had already led the welcoming party, personally opened the car door.
Yang Xiao stood up, and with Ziye’s "support," walked towards the car door. As she passed Su Ziyu and Mo Hongti, she lightly tapped their knees with her left hand as if playing a qin.
Immediately.
Su Ziyu found her legs.
Then she heard hundreds of people outside the car door roar in unison, "Welcome Mr. Yang, to Longxu!"
"Welcome Mr. Yang, to Longxu!!"
"Welcome Mr. Yang, to Longxu!!!"
It was shouted three times, and heaven and earth, as well as time, almost stood still.
Su Ziyu’s heart also stood still.
She was startled by the sudden outburst.
Fortunately, her heart quickly began to beat again.
She looked out the car door—
Only then did she see two towering statues, reaching almost into the clouds, like sharp swords, piercing her vision.
Vajras.
These were the two Vajras at the main gate of Longxu, their eyes glaring, arrogant, and condescendingly surveying the mortal world!
Beneath the two Vajra sculptures, hundreds of people, old and young, were all bowing with their right hands over their chests, bending towards the car.
Even Lord Long, Li Xiao, was doing the same.
To welcome Empress Xiao, once again, to Longxu!!
Yang Xiao paused deliberately at the car door for a few seconds. After the welcoming echoes subsided, she calmly stepped out of the car.
Although Ziye’s face was also solemn, the slight tremor of her leg as she got out of the car showed that she did not take this serious and solemn occasion to heart.
After all, she was the Eldest Princess of Longxu.
She had been born in Longxu twenty years ago.
Every year during winter and summer breaks, Ziye would pack her bags and bring two bodyguards to wander around here.
This was her home, so there was naturally nothing to be nervous about.
Whoosh.
The wind blew past the three flagpoles in front of the main gate, making the Xuanlong flag flutter noisily.
"Ziyu, get out of the car."
Yang Xiao turned back and said softly to Su Ziyu.
Mo Hongti immediately supported Su Ziyu with both hands and stood up from the seat.
"Don't be afraid."
Li Xiao, standing at the door, nodded at Su Ziyu, offering silent comfort.
Finally encouraged, Su Ziyu felt her spirits lift.
She took a deep breath and silently recited: "Grandmother, Ziye, and Hongti are here. Qianfan is also watching my every move from the Eastern Land, sending me his blessings. And Du Junlin!"
She suddenly thought of Du Junlin.
Because she knew very well that all of this originally belonged to Du Junlin.
But because Du Junlin looked at Li Qianfan with colored glasses, their relationship had become strained seven years ago, thus allowing Su Ziyu to pick up a "leak."
"If I don't do well, Qianfan’s identity as the heir to Longxu will not change."
"But I might be replaced by Du Junlin!"
"No."
"I waited for Qianfan for 26 years in the crowd, and I finally found him. How could I let go again?"
"I, Su Ziyu!"
"Am the future Madam of the Dragon Lord of Longxu!!"
As Su Ziyu’s thoughts raced, she thought of so much, her inherent stubbornness grew, and her entire spirit changed in an instant.
She gently broke free from Mo Hongti’s support and stepped out of the car herself.
Her expression was calm.
Her steps were unhurried!
If Du Yaoya knew that she had become Su Ziyu’s source of strength to overcome nervousness and regain composure in an instant, she would probably cry herself to death in the restroom.
Yang Xiao and Li Xiao, standing at the door, immediately felt Su Ziyu’s change in spirit.
The mother and son exchanged a surprised glance in secret and nodded together.
Su Ziyu’s right foot landed—
Hundreds of people, including Yang Ziye, all bent down in unison and shouted loudly: "Welcome Miss Su, to Longxu!"
Even Yang Xiao and Li Xiao took a step back, placed their right hands over their chests, and bowed slightly to Su Ziyu.
Welcome Miss Su, to Longxu!
But it was not "Young Madam" that Su Ziyu subconsciously expected.