Ye Muyan was thrown into his arms by a delicate body as soon as he entered the bedroom.
He caught it steadily, lowered his head and saw the girl's bright eyes, calling him with a smile: "Husband, you are back."
"I am back." The coldness in her eyes shattered and turned into an indescribable tenderness. .
"Touch~" Gu Qinghan buried herself in his arms and took a deep breath of his unique cold fragrance, feeling that she had some strength again.
His big palm gently stroked her hair, and Gu Qinghan made a sound like a kitten, "Uh... uh huh..."
She keenly sensed that Ye Muyan's mood was a little different today, so she pulled him to the table and sat face to face. On his lap, her legs hung at his waist.
Holding Ye Muyan's handsome face with both hands, he asked sweetly, "Brother, aren't you happy today?"
Ye Muyan hugged her tightly and pressed his forehead against hers, "My mother is still alive."
"Qingqing, I'm so happy... ..."
His voice was low and deep, and he was happy as he spoke, but the sadness in his eyes could not be suppressed.
Gu Qinghan was at a loss and felt distressed, "My husband's mother is waiting for you, that's a good thing!" She kissed Ye Muyan's thin lips, "What's wrong?" Ye Muyan put some force on her arms and
sucked her lips.
"The emperor didn't exile his mother back then, he just imprisoned her secretly and transferred her at all times." "
I was too stupid to know that I wasted so many years..."
His eyelashes lowered, showing his vulnerability only in front of her.
Thinking of the emperor's proud expression, he took out his mother's token - the peach blossom hairpin, which was his mother's family heirloom.
The family was poor, so they could only make a silver coin to wear for their young mother, but now it was held by the emperor's dirty hands.
Gu Qinghan felt so distressed that she burst into tears before she could speak. She held up Ye Muyan's face and said softly: "Brother Yan is the most powerful, she must be very proud! Now that she knows her mother's current situation, then It means we are about to meet you."
Ye Muyan stared at her tears and murmured: "Baby... don't leave me."
Gu Qinghan kissed his face tenderly, her soft lips leaving one sweet scent after another, comforting the man. A rare moment of vulnerability.
"Qingqing will always be with her husband..." She raised her hand and showed the handwriting on her wrist. She described the three words again. The contrast between the ink handwriting and the transparent white wrist was sharp.
The three words "Ye Muyan" dominate the white snow.
He looked at this beautiful scenery obsessively and kissed the delicate palm.
"Nanny, I love you..."
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The carriage.
Gu Qinghan yawned and leaned lazily on the soft pillow.
Song Zhiyi wanted to go back to his parents' home, Gaoyuan County, which was not close to the capital and required nearly a day's journey.
My mother was away at war and had not been home for a long time. She chose a day for the family to go back and stay together for a few days.
Thinking of the tall man hanging his head like an abandoned puppy last night, he then took a lot of benefits from himself.
She looked at the faint red marks between her fingers and felt ashamed.
Last night, I thought about how many days we would be apart, and just let him do it. It was a little too crazy...
well...I missed him.
The girl hid her little hands in her sleeves, and the longing in her heart grew wildly.
Chuntao put the soft pillow for her, looking at her delicate and soft look, she couldn't help smiling in her eyes.
She has not served the young lady since her wedding.
His Royal Highness did not allow others to enter the East Palace, so they could only stay idle in other palaces.
Now that the young lady is looking more and more delicate, His Royal Highness is really kind to the young lady.
Gu Qinghan only took Chuntao and Wanzhu with him when he left the city this time. It was not lonely to have them accompany him during the day's journey.
The carriage stopped.
"Nanny, we're here!" Her father's angry voice sounded, and Gu Qinghan held her forehead.
You are so powerful, Daddy.
Chuntao and Wanzhu helped her get out of the carriage and arrived at the door of a house.
On the plaque is the "Song Mansion" with flowing clouds and flowing water.
Her grandfather had been a messenger all his life and did not want to use his son-in-law's achievements to show off his power, so he only stayed in Gaoyuan.
A group of people were waiting at the door. The two old men at the head were very energetic and had obvious kindness on their faces.
These are her grandfather and grandmother, Song Qing and Xie Lu.
Following behind was her aunt.
My aunt was gentle and generous. She often embroidered cloth tigers for her when she was a child, and she also made her saliva pockets.
"I understand, Tingkang." Song Qing and Xie Lu looked at the graceful and graceful girl in front of them. Her gestures were graceful and her expressions were more kind. "Nanny."
Gu Qinghan smiled cutely. She was the best at talking to her elders. They got along, "Grandpa, grandma, I miss you so much~ and aunt~"
Everyone laughed. Gu Qinghan's pretty little face was cute and naive, and most people couldn't resist it.
At this moment, a strange voice came.
"Cousin."
Gu Qinghan turned around and saw the gentle and strange man.
"I don't have a cousin, who are you?"
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