A wandering soul floated over with a smile: "Yes, this elder brother is right.
It was Zongxin who took your son away from the sky above the main mansion of the edict.
I call him God Infant and I regard him as my son. how? Don't you believe it? "
The wandering soul released the god infant and grabbed Zong Xin's hand: "Believe, believe, why don't you believe it
You are really my son's second-born parents, and I am extremely grateful to you.
I am the emperor of the edict, Niu Yangzhao, and he is my biological son Zhaoyuan.
Suddenly one day, Zhaoyuan fell asleep and couldn't wake up.
His mother was so anxious that she cried her eyes and went blind.
I was anxious and upset, I couldn't afford to be sick, my life was on the eve, and my soul was already out of my body.
So that my son Zhaoyuan wakes up soon.
Back then, fortunately, the red bellyband blessed my son Zhaoyuan, otherwise, my son Zhaoyuan would have been buried in the river. "
Zong Xin: "Yes, yeah, that red bellyband is really a fetish.
At that time, I thought that the baby blessed by the gods must be the source of the gods, so I called him the gods.
Well now, you father and son meet again, then restore the original name according to the source. "
Shen Ying Zhaoyuan understood his life experience, threw himself into She Yangzhao's arms, and shouted "Daddy".
She Yangzhao tears up, begging Zongxin: "Brother, please allow me to take Zhaoyuan home to see his mother."
Zong Xin: "Brother, where are you talking about
He was originally your son, why do I need permission
Tell you the truth, this nanny and I have been wandering for a long time, and it is not known when we will be able to go back.
Brother, you can take your son Zhaoyuan home. Seeing your reunion, I have a wish.
Let's go, we will also follow to recognize the door, so that we may have a care in the future. "
She Yangzhao was extremely happy, holding Zhaoyuan, and drifting with Zongxin and Qiqiong to the main mansion of the edict.
She Yangzhao led him to the An's house in Anyuan.
I saw two beds in the room.
A woman was sitting on a bed, and a man was lying on the other bed.
She Yangzhao pointed at the woman: "My son, this is your mother Anshi."
She Yangzhao pointed at the man: "My son, this is your father and me."
Zhao Yuan yelled "mother" and "daddy", his nose sour, and tears came down.
Zhaoyuan saw several servants waiting in front of the bed in the room.
Everyone was sad and sad.
Zhaoyuan: "Daddy, you return to the body, don't let your relatives worry about you.
Ask your father to tell your mother that your son is living well in another country. After some time, my son will come back. "
The two souls of father and son cried bitterly.
Zong Xin blamed herself very much, thinking: "I'm really committing a crime.
It only cares about searching for talents for the support of the state, without considering the consequences.
It's too late to say anything now. "
Zong Xin: "Brother, Zhaoyuan is right.
Hurry up and return your soul to your body, let's talk about the future. "
She Yangzhao: "Son, let your soul return to the flesh. For your mother, hurry up and return your soul to the flesh."
Zong Xin: "Brother, you don't know, Zhao Yuan's physical body at this time is not here."
She Yangzhao looked dazed: "What did you say
Isn't my son's body held in his mother's arms? How to say not here? "
Zong Xin: "Brother, don't worry, listen to me.
The moment I took Zhaoyuan away, Zhaoyuan's body split into two.
One was in his mother's arms, and the other was taken away by me.
Zhaoyuan's soul followed the body that I took away.
As for Zhaoyuan's experience in supporting the state, I can't finish talking about it for a while.
In the future, you will all understand.
At this time, Zhaoyuan's body was with my master.
Zhaoyuan’s soul can only go to the next step if it returns to the body of my master. "
She Yangzhao was obviously stunned by Zong Xin's words and blinked at Zong Xin.