Five Treasures for One Birth: The President's Wife is the Group's Favorite

Huangfu Liyue nodded in agreement.

Huangfu Yeting stared ahead, and continued: "After I went to country E and learned about this rule, I was actually persuaded to dismiss me. Even if I like Lingxi, it is impossible for me to disregard the face of the Huangfu family.

The reason why I have been obsessed with Lingxi is because I know that she doesn't like the minister's son, and their union is only because of the queen's order.

I don't want Lingxi to give up on herself, and I don't want her to spend her whole life with someone she doesn't like because of her health! "

Huangfu Liyue watched him say these words angrily, and asked: "Then if Lingxi gives up marrying that person and asks you to marry her, will you marry her?"

His eyes flickered, and he answered the wrong question: "I will not marry into country E."

Huangfu Liyue understood the meaning of his words.

He will marry, but will not agree to marry.

She took a deep breath and reached out to pat him on the shoulder.

"I don't know whether I should advise you to go to country E again to prevent her from getting married, or should I advise you to forget her. Anyway, follow your heart and don't let yourself regret it. My sister will always support you."

Although she didn't give any advice, the depression in Huangfu Yeting's heart eased a lot.

"Thank you, sister."

In the past, he kept all his troubles in his heart.

Now I finally have someone to confide in.

He also realized the benefits of having a sister.

"It's very late. I'll take my child back to Jiangcheng early tomorrow morning. Too many things have happened in the palace during this time, and I want to relax."

"Sister, I wish you a smooth journey."

Huangfu Liyue nodded, turned around and walked in the direction of Chang'an Hall.

After walking a few steps, she turned her head back and said worriedly: "Remember, you must follow your heart, and don't let yourself regret it."

"Sister, I remember."

The two looked at each other and smiled, Huangfu Liyue gradually moved away and disappeared from Huangfu Yeting's sight.

Standing where he was, he suddenly had a clear answer in his heart.

...

the next day.

Huangfu Liyue and the children got up early, preparing to leave the palace and go home.

The maid of Chang'an Hall took the luggage of Huangfu Liyue and others into the car.

"Princess, everything is ready."

After everything was ready, Huangfu Liyue looked around.

Several children were there, but Mu Jingchen was nowhere to be seen.

"Where are the people from Jingchen?"

The maid replied: "Mr. Mu is still upstairs."

"I gonna go see."

Huangfu Liyue told the children to go upstairs first, and then went upstairs directly.

Upstairs, the study.

Mu Jingchen received a call from Quan Zhengrong.

"Are you going back to Jiangcheng?"

"Yes, foster father."

On the other end of the phone, Quan Zhengrong's tone was a little cold.

"Have you investigated the matter about your mother that I asked you to investigate? Masahiro Huangfu, is it the murderer who killed your mother?"

Mu Jingchen was silent for a while, and gave him a very definite answer.

"He is not."

Hearing this, Quan Zhengrong was obviously displeased.

"Jingchen, don't shield Huangfu Zhenghong just because he is your wife's father!"

Mu Jingchen frowned deeply.

"Father, he is indeed not."

"Why do you know for sure?"

Facing the adoptive father's aggressive question, Mu Jingchen's face was cold, and his thin lips were slightly pursed.

"My mother is not dead."

"what!"

Quan Zhengrong was shocked by the news, and didn't recover for a long time.

After reacting, he immediately asked: "Did you find your mother? Where is she!"

Hearing his adoptive father's excited tone, Mu Jingchen didn't answer.

"You seem to care about my mother."

Quan Zhengrong realized that he had overreacted, and immediately calmed down.

"You are my adopted son, and I care about you."

Mu Jingchen didn't want to go into details about it, so he said, "Father, I'm going back to Jiangcheng."

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone directly, not giving foster father another chance to ask.

He has realized that the relationship between foster father and mother is not simple.

But these, he is not interested.

Just after hanging up the phone, Huangfu Liyue pushed the door open and entered.

"Jingchen, everything is packed, why don't you leave?"

Mu Jingchen put away his phone and walked towards her.

"It's okay, let's go, go home."

He skillfully took her hand and walked downstairs.

...

Several people took a private plane and did not arrive in Jiangcheng until evening.

The scenery of Jiangcheng in the evening is pleasant, and the faint light of the setting sun casts a layer of warmth on the entire Jiangcheng.

Sitting in the car back to Yujing Bieyuan, Huangfu Liyue and the others couldn't help looking at the golden clouds in the sky through the car window.

"Daddy, Mommy, look, it's so beautiful!"

"Mommy, the sunset is so beautiful!"

Several children lay on the car window and looked out the window, sighing in their mouths.

Huangfu Liyue followed their gaze, with an incomparably sweet smile on the corner of her mouth.

The sunset in Jiangcheng seems to be much more beautiful than the palace.

Those icy walls around the palace imprisoned too many things, making it rare for people to stop and enjoy the beauty of nature.

This journey home is a kind of enjoyment for her and the children.

"If only I could see such a beautiful sky every day!"

She suddenly let out a sigh of emotion, which made Mu Jingchen who was beside him suddenly come back to his senses.

He turned his head slightly, and saw her looking longingly at the sunset outside the window.

Under the light of the setting sun, the lines of her soft profile became softer, like a beautiful picture that touches people's hearts.

He silently squeezed her hand and promised, "Yes."

...

After a while.

Huangfu Liyue's car was only a dozen meters away from Yujing Bieyuan.

From a long distance, they saw Mr. Mu leaning on a cane, looking in their direction eagerly, his eyes full of expectation.

"Grandpa!"

"Grandpa!"

Several children saw Grandpa and called Grandpa through the car window.

Hearing the shouts of his little great-grandchildren, Mr. Mu strode forward to meet their vehicles regardless of the help of his servants.

"Hey! Dabao, Erbao...you are back!"

On the face of Mr. Mu, there was a happy smile of reunion after a long absence.

After parking the car, several children also ran out of the car one after another and went straight to the direction of grandpa.

After Huangfu Liyue and Mu Jingchen got off the car, they saw the warm scene of great-grandfather and grandson embracing each other.

Mr. Mu held several children in his arms, unwilling to let go.

"You little fellows, finally came back to see Grandpa, Grandpa misses you so much!"

Wu Bao hugged Grandpa's arm and said coquettishly, "Grandpa, we miss you too, I dreamed about you last night!"

"Really? Wubao, tell me, what did you dream about your great-grandfather?"

"I dreamed that my great-grandpa bought me a lot of delicious food!"

Mr. Mu stroked Wu Bao's little head, his eyes full of doting.

"You little greedy cat, don't worry, Grandpa has prepared a big table of delicious food for you, just waiting for you to come back!"

"Grandpa, you are amazing!"

Watching their interaction, Huangfu Liyue and Mu Jingchen raised the corners of their mouths unconsciously.