Jiang Chengze raised his sleeve and coughed lightly, and the bamboo shadow had already turned around and quickly disappeared into the darkness.

"Where's your mother? Can you rest? Jiang Chengze slowly walked into the garden, but stopped under the crape myrtle tree, no longer moving forward, just looking at the white jasmine flowers in front of Mrs. Xue's room from a distance, slightly stunned.

"What's wrong with Daddy? Why don't you go in? My mother has been waiting for my father and has not stopped. When she spoke, Mrs. Xue's door had slowly opened, and under the lamp in front of the porch, Mrs. Xue was wearing a pale blue Luo skirt, her black hair was pulled into a crescent moon bun, no powder, her petite face was slightly white, and the years had not left traces on her face, and at this moment she looked more like sisters than mother and daughter with Yumo.

Jiang Chengze's knife-like face gradually appeared a smile, this soft and boneless woman was rescued from the battlefield by sacrificing his life back then, and she was also the same look in front of her at that time, a pair of black eyes were as soft as water, but there was a faint irresistible persistence.

He strode forward, took her into his arms, buried his head in her hair, and greedily breathed in the faint scent of jasmine on her body.

He had something else to do tonight, but he just saw Yuxi crying with tears in the Hibiscus Garden, how Yumo bullied her in front of the prince during the day, he suddenly felt guilty in his heart, and he really owed a lot to Xue'er's mother and daughter over the years.

How Ping'er and Yuxi are, how can he not know if he is as shrewd. It's just for the future of the Prime Minister's house, he just turns a blind eye, especially Yumo's stubborn and willful when she was young, if she doesn't suffer some hardships, I don't know what trouble will happen in the future.

Yuxi said energetically, Mrs. Ping also wiped her tears on the side, and from time to time added oil and vinegar to smear Yumo, he really couldn't bear to listen to it anymore, and got up and walked out of the Hibiscus Garden without eating, all the way to the west aimlessly, and walked to the Xuyuan Garden with a raised eye.

"Xue'er, you've suffered all these years......" Although he avoided it again and again, tonight he finally said this sentence that had been buried in his heart for many years.

The body in his arms trembled slightly, and after a while, he finally raised his head, his eyes were full of tears, the corners of his lips were bent, and he said softly, "Husband!" "Expressing countless sadness.

Not far away, Yumo looked at her loving father and mother in front of her with tears on her face, and there was an indescribable joy in her heart, and the emotion called "happiness" flowed in her heart again.

Jiang Chengze helped Mrs. Xue slowly into the room, only to see three pairs of dishes and chopsticks on the small round table set up by the window, a few light side dishes, when he got closer, they were his favorite food on weekdays.

When he was looking at Mrs. Xue with surprise in his eyes, Yumo had already walked to the table with a teapot, poured a cup of tea for him, and said, "This is my mother's newly dried jasmine tea, how does Daddy taste it and in the past?" ”

Madame Snow is very fond of jasmine, and every year when the jasmine flowers bloom, she will select the best petals and wash them in mountain spring water to make flower tea. In the past, Jiang Chengze loved to drink the jasmine she brewed the most, this tea is sweet in the mouth, but the aftertaste is fragrant and pleasant, so that people will never forget it once they drink it.

"Good tea! Your mother's flower tea is unparalleled in the world! Ha ha! Jiang Chengze held the teacup, tasted it lightly, raised his hand and stroked his beard, his eyes were full of appreciation.

When Mrs. Xue heard her husband's praise like this, she actually showed a girlish shyness, her cheeks were crimson, she patted Jiang Chengze's wrist, and said softly: "Xue'er is clumsy and clumsy, and the husband praises it falsely!" ”

Yumo saw that his father and mother seemed to have a good sign of reuniting, and originally wanted to take the opportunity to ask his father for a chance to enter the palace, but now seeing the happy look on his mother's face, he really couldn't bear to disturb him, so he made an excuse and went out.

That night was the most down-to-earth night she slept in the past three years, and there was neither the soft sigh of her mother nor the evil words of Mrs. Ping's mother and daughter in her dreams, but only the rain of flowers flying in the sky, white as jade, red as xia, fragrant, and endless.

The next day, the morning light was slightly dewed, and Mrs. Xue had walked slowly towards Jiang Yumo's boudoir in the rain of crape myrtle flowers.

At that time, the maid guarding the door of the room was looking tired, covering her sleeves and yawning from time to time, and when she raised her eyes to see Mrs. Xue, she was so shocked that she hurriedly leaned over and saluted: "Madame! Miss hasn't gotten up yet! ”

"It's okay, you go and get a wash of water to come and wait, and then find the young lady's court clothes." Madame Xue waved her hand to signal her to move faster, but the maid was also clever, and had turned around and gone to work after listening to her master's instructions.

When the maid walked away, Mrs. Xue pushed the door into the rain ink room, only to see that the people under the window were still slightly closed, "Mo'er, wake up!" Wake up! Madame Snow sat on the side of the couch and shook her arm sideways.

I saw the rain ink black and green silk scattered on the pillow, a delicate face without the slightest flaw, Dai eyebrows frowned slightly, eyes lightly opened, when he saw the person clearly, he pouted, and protested dissatisfiedly: "Mother!" Why don't you spend more time with your father? ”

Madame Xue caressed her green silk lovingly, and said, "Mo'er, get up quickly!" My mother has something to say to you! ”

"Oh, what do you have to say if people get up before dawn to say it!" Although Jiang Yumo was dissatisfied in his mouth, he didn't want to disobey his mother's intention at all, and at this time, he sat up straight while stretching his waist, his eyebrows tightened, a trace of worry suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he held Mrs. Xue's hand sideways, and said, "Mother, is he angry again?" Could it be that Mo'er's quarrel with Yuxi yesterday was known to his father, and he was angry with his mother again? Mother, don't worry, Mo'er is going to reason with her father! It's all Mo'er's fault, he can't blame his mother for no reason! As he spoke, he couldn't wait to get off the ground, and he was about to go out without even putting on his shoes.

Seeing her thinking about herself, Mrs. Xue had already grabbed her, pressed her on the wooden bench in front of the bronze mirror, picked up the jade comb in front of the mirror to comb her messy hair one by one, and said softly: "Mo'er, sit obediently and listen to what my mother says." ”

Yumo's black eyes widened, and he nodded obediently.

"Last night, while your father was happy, I begged him to take you to the Ruyi Palace today to visit Concubine Mei, it's still early, and he hasn't gotten up yet. You should dress up and wait here for your father to call! Mrs. Xue had a straight face and told Yumo softly, for fear that her arrogant temperament would mislead her.

"Remember, after entering the palace, you must not only think about how to please His Royal Highness King Qin, you must always remember your identity, and don't embarrass your father. In front of Concubine Mei, you can't lose your proportions, although she is seriously ill, she is the biological mother of King Qin, if you really want to marry King Qin one day, you must need her approval. Do you understand what my mother said? ”

Although her temperament has been restrained in recent years, after all, she offended His Royal Highness the Crown Prince like that when she was a child.