The festive music sounded all the way from the Guogong Mansion to the Yongning Hou Mansion.

With the explosion of firecrackers, the sedan chair stopped at the gate of the Hou Mansion, and a Xi Po came forward to carry the bride off the sedan chair and walked to the house.

Xin Nianyan also followed Chen Jinge into the Wuhou Mansion with several sisters who sent them off.

Before entering the door, I subconsciously glanced sideways at the cold wind that arranged the flower scenery on the side.

The business of Green Willow Villa is getting bigger and bigger, not only for the flower seedling business, but also for the seasonal flower business.

Today, the two families got married, and the Wu Guifei in the palace also arrived, Xin Nianyan entered the courtyard and saw the Wu Guifei on the side of the main seat.

She went to another table with the family sending team and sat down, the complicated etiquette was linked one by one, Xin Nianyan didn't pay careful attention, her eyes were always looking at Concubine Wu.

Fortunately, the bride and groom were also there, and everyone was looking in that direction with a smile.

After the bride and groom have worshipped heaven and earth, the bride is sent to the wedding room, and the wedding feast opens with earth-shattering applause and congratulatory cheers.

Xin Nianyan retracted his gaze and spoke to Chen Jinge beside him with a smile.

Concubine Wu was quiet, and after sitting for a while, she took the maid to the back garden to relax.

On the day of the big day, she was not half happy, and the whole person was like a delicate doll without a trace of anger.

In front of the pavilion in the back garden of Wuhou Mansion, there were only a few people who were fiddling with the flower garden, and when they saw the concubine coming, although they didn't know who it was, they knew that it was right to salute.

Concubine Wu didn't even give those people a superfluous glance, and walked over.

The moment I stepped into the pavilion, a pot of flowers above that had not been placed very steadily slid down.

Wu Guifei was so frightened that she subconsciously raised her hand and lowered her body to block.

"Be careful!" A low cry sounded, and a black figure stepped in front of her, raising his hand to take the pot of flowers.

"Are you alright?" Wang Mo let out a long sigh of relief and asked with concern.

Concubine Wu raised her eyes and looked at it, and she couldn't take her eyes off it in an instant.

This child, this child......

"You, you ......" Her eyes instantly flushed, and she raised her hand to touch Wang Mo's face with some trembling.

"Madame is frightened?" Wang Mo took a step back and put the flower pot aside.

"This pavilion hasn't been taken care of for too long, it's time to remind the owner to clean it up."

"I'm fine, kid, who are you?"

Wu Guifei's face was full of nervousness and concern, and she asked in a low voice, for fear that she would scare him away if she was too loud.

She had countless dreams like this, and the lost son in the dream had such a face, exactly like her brother.......

Countless times when she was happy, she would wake up and burst into tears.

She was so scared, and it would be the same this time.

"Madam, little Liu Yu is from Beiliu Villa."

Wang Mo arched his hand and replied with low eyebrows.

After the discussion that day, his identity changed from the son of Feiyan Pavilion to the adopted son picked up by the owner of Beliu Villa.

And the owner of the village is naturally Liu Hanfeng.

"Yu'er ......" Wu Guifei looked irrepressibly excited, with tears in her eyes, wanting to touch Wang Mo, but she was afraid that she would disappear if she touched it.

She has always been cold like a Buddha statue who can't think, where has the maid on the side seen this kind of battle, one of them glanced at the other, and the person hurriedly retreated and went to find the Hou Ye.

"What's wrong with you, ma'am?"

After all, they are connected by blood, even if they have only seen each other for the first time, Wang Mo couldn't help but be a little moved when he saw her like this.

"I'm fine, I'm just so happy......"

Wu Guifei pinched her palm hard, and there was a clear stinging pain in her palm, making her realize that she was not dreaming.

"Child, your parents, are they still alive?" She asked tentatively.

Wang Mo was stunned for a moment, looking at her a little blankly, as if he didn't understand why he had to ask such a question when he met for the first time, but he still lowered his head and replied a little lonely.

"I don't have parents, and I've followed my father-in-law since I can remember."

As soon as these words came out, Concubine Wu was even more sure of his identity, and stepped forward and grabbed Wang Mo's hand.

"Child, how old are you this year, where is your adoptive father, this palace wants to see him!"

Wang Mo was a little flustered by her, and he wanted to break free but couldn't struggle at all, and the few people who were with him saw this, and hurriedly went to the front hall to find the cold wind who was busy and alive.

On the other side, Xin Nianyan saw that the Wuhou on the main seat left the scene in a hurry, and he already had a little understanding in his heart.

In the garden, when Wang Mo was at a loss and didn't know what to do, Yongning Hou Wu Zhaoyue walked up quickly with a group of servants.

He knew that his sister was anxious, and over the years, the Wuhou Mansion had been trying to help find the Seventh Prince.

But you can't think that the child wants to be confused, just grab a person and recognize the son!

However, the moment he saw Wang Mo clearly, he understood that his sister was not thinking about the child.

This kid really, very similar to when he was younger.

Wu Hou walked forward quickly and helped Wu Guifei.

"Niangniang, you calm down for a while, if you have anything to say, let's sit down and talk slowly."

"So as not to frighten the child."

His words made Concubine Wu sober up, and she quickly let go of her hand.

On the other side, the cold wind also arrived with the people who led the way.

"Master Hou, what's going on......

Marquis Wu sent the servants around him, helped Concubine Wu into the pavilion, and sat down at the stone table.

"You are the owner of Beliu Villa?" He looked at the cold wind, looked him up and down for a moment, and asked.

"You look so young."

Han Feng took Wang Mo into the pavilion and bowed in front of him.

"Master Xie praised, it's already twenty-two."

"This palace asks you, how did this child get to your Zhuangzi."

Concubine Wu had already regained her condensed appearance and questioned sharply.

"Hui Niangniang, it was a winter day eight years ago, my father went into the mountains to hunt and pick up." Han Feng replied: "Later, my father passed away, and I was the only one left to rely on him. ”

"Eight years, Yu'er is also lost for eight years......"

"So how old is he this year?" Wu Guifei asked tightly.

"The little one doesn't know ......," the cold wind lowered his head.

"Twelve years old, twelve years old......" Wu Guifei said in a trembling voice, "Yu'er, Yu'er, come here, let the mother concubine see your ......"

Wang Mo was stunned, looked at her in shock, and then looked at Concubine Wu, not knowing what to do for a while.

"Father, I ......"

The cold wind patted him on the shoulder.

"Guifei Niangniang, I can't hide it, the moment I saw the Hou Ye, I faintly guessed in my heart that this child may have some relationship with the Wuhou Mansion."

"Yes, this child is so similar to my brother!" Wu Guifei said with tears in her eyes.

"Are you serious...... Is it my mother? Wang Mo's eyes were red, and he glanced at Concubine Wu Guiyue, and then at Wu Zhaoyue.

Even the frowning movements and demeanors are so similar.

Wu Zhaoyue already had the bottom in his heart, so he stepped forward and patted him.

"Good boy, nephew like uncle, you and I are simply carved out of the same mold, and she is indeed your mother."

Wang Mo stepped forward and pursed his lips and shouted.

"Mother......