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"Murong Xin!"
Xiao Ruo stormed into the commander's tent furiously, but upon seeing the disheveled woman inside with messy hair and clothes, reddened eyes, Xiao Ruo's intended curses suddenly halted.
Alright, she'd been in this era for so many years, yet she was still so soft-hearted and kind.
Xiangxiang saw his mother glaring angrily at Murong Xin, and quickly advised, "Mother, Aunt Xin is also very worried about the Second Prince, don't be mad at her."
"If anything happens to you, I will tear her to pieces!" Xiao Ruo glared fiercely at Murong Xin. However, Murong Xin appeared so dejected that it wasn't clear whether she heard Xiao Ruo's harsh words.
"Mother, haven't I returned safely now?" Xiangxiang changed the subject with a cheerful tone, glanced at his father standing behind his mother, and said brightly, "Father, Mother, I have a master now!"
"A master? What kind of master?" Xiao Ruo looked at her son in a daze.
