After being a widow for half my life, I found out that my husband was not dead.

In the hall, Yan Mu stood behind the round table, with a scroll in front of him and writing with a brush in his hand. He looked very serious, but when he was writing, he frowned.

Standing next to him was a young man of fifteen or sixteen years old, wearing a coarse cloth. His face was excited. Seeing Yan Mu stop writing, he asked him in confusion: "Master, why don't you write anymore?"

“How to write ‘Zhi’ in Mingjing Zhiyuan?”

"Ah, I can't read at all, so I definitely don't know!"

"Oh." Yan Mu wasn't worried at all and just put down the brush.

The young man became anxious and said, "Sir, please think again and write this scroll for us. Otherwise, if you waste this scroll, we won't be able to sell the calligraphy and painting, and the money to buy rice tomorrow will be gone."

Liu Yunxiang sighed slightly, walked to Yan Mu, dipped his fingers in the bowl of water, and then wrote the word 'to' on the table.

Yan Mu took a look and continued writing.

Liu Yunxiang looked at the many calligraphy and paintings hanging in the hall and asked the young man, "Who painted these?"

"Aunt Qiu."

"Who is Aunt Qiu?"

"Aunt Qiu is the owner of the kindergarten, and she takes in these children with intellectual problems."

Liu Yunxiang saw that Yan Mu had already written three words and painted two paintings. Before he finished writing this painting, the little brother unfolded another scroll.

"Sir, please do me a favor and write another one for us. I will take it to the study together with you tomorrow to sell it. Hey, I can't help it. I have collected too many of Aunt Qiu's calligraphy and paintings, and I no longer want them."

Liu Yunxiang glanced at the children outside, then turned to ask the young man: "How much does your Aunt Qiu's calligraphy and painting usually cost?"

The younger brother smiled bitterly, "I had a few at first, but now dozens of literary people don't want them anymore. To be honest, I don't even have enough money to buy a scroll."

"Then I'll buy these calligraphy and paintings." She took out a piece of 100 taels of silver from her arms and handed it to the little brother, "You can sort out these paintings and send them to Nanhonglou tomorrow."

The little brother's eyes lit up, "Really?"

Liu Yunxiang nodded, "I like your Aunt Qiu's paintings very much."

In exchange, Yan Mu no longer has to write or draw.

Liu Yunxiang pulled him out and walked into the courtyard to see the beggar trying to take Chongming away, but Chongming was holding on to Yue'er and wouldn't let go.

"My sister and I will never be separated again!"

"No one can separate us!"

"You bad guy!"

The beggar couldn't pull him away and was thrown out by Chongming.

Chongming hugged Yue'er in panic, "Don't be afraid, sister, brother will protect you!"

Yue'er pushed him away, tilted her head and said, "You are not my brother."

"I am!" Chongming shouted excitedly.

"No."

"I am!"

"No."

Chongming's eyes suddenly turned red, "Sister, are you stupid?"

Yue'er blinked, "It's you who are so stupid."

"You still called me brother at the bun shop!"

"I want to eat steamed buns."

"What do you mean?"

"It's just that... uh... Yue'er wants to eat steamed buns!"

The beggar covered his face and stepped forward to explain to Chongming: "Because you have buns and the little girl wants to eat them, so you asked her to call her brother, and she did."

Chongming's mind turned, "Then I'll buy you meat buns every day!"

Yue'er shook her head, "Yue'er is full and doesn't want to eat anymore."

"You'll be hungry tomorrow!"

"Not hungry."

The beggar was speechless. The two people were communicating like this and couldn't explain clearly for three days and three nights.

"Seventh daughter-in-law, please take him back to Jingchuan Garden as soon as possible. The guards in the palace must be impatient to wait."

Liu Yunxiang didn't want to take Yan Mu back, but they were in a cage and had no choice but to obey in order to survive. She pulled Yan Mu out. The alley was very long and quiet. It seemed like they were the only two in the world, so she deliberately slowed down.

"Yan Mu, look at the moonlight tonight."

Yan Mu looked up and saw the full moon. He suddenly remembered the fire in the Seventh Prince's Mansion. He locked himself in the room and let the fire engulf him. At that moment, he had given up on himself, but he still hoped that the door would be pushed open and she would run in to save her.

But she abandoned him.

Later, he heard someone say that she had left with Lu Changan, taking Xingyi and Yaner with her...

Yan'er?

Oh, by the way, he is his son, but she asked her son to call someone else daddy.

A wave of emotion surged up, making his heart ache and tighten. He thought vaguely that this must be anger. But this emotion went down very quickly, and he couldn't feel it anymore.

It was just his instinct that he didn't want to get close to the woman next to him, but he wanted to take his hand out, but she held it tighter.

Liu Yunxiang turned his head and glanced at Yan Mu, sighed and said, "If it weren't for my love for you, I wouldn't owe you anything. I abandoned you once, but you abandoned me for the rest of my life."

She said and smiled helplessly, "In your last life, you supported Jin You's son to ascend the throne, but then you ended up being framed by Jin You and eventually died on the guillotine. What's funny is that at the moment of your death, you I still have no regrets, and I still feel that Jin You is sincere to you. In this life, I know all the truth, but what can I do? I want to leave you again and again, not letting myself fall in love with you, just because I don’t want to make the same mistake again. Yan Mu, I I tried to save you, but I found that the biggest enemy I faced was you. What could I do? And Yan'er, didn't I want to tell you, but you were in the whirlpool, and I just didn't want my son to be a burden to you. , and when I needed you to save my son, and when Jin You threatened me with his son’s life, you stood by her side."

Speaking of this, Liu Yunxiang felt no hatred, only helplessness.

She turned to look at Yan Mu and saw that he still had a blank look on his face. She shook her head and smiled, so that she could only say words that sounded absurd to Yan Mu when his mind was unclear.

She told him that she would only say it once in her life.

"Yan Mu, don't be afraid. I discussed the countermeasures with General Wei Tian when I came here. We will definitely be able to bring you back from Beijin." Liu Yunxiang shook Yan Mu's hand hard.

It's just that it was a rebellion. I hope everything goes well with Wei Tian!

Arriving outside Jingchuan Garden, Liu Yunxiang saw many guards guarding the door from a distance. She pulled Yan Mu, stood on tiptoes, kissed the corner of his mouth, and hugged him hard.

When she thought about what Yan Mu would encounter when entering the palace, she trembled with fear.

"Let me take you to escape!"

But she knew clearly that they couldn't escape!

Yan Mu pulled away from Liu Yunxiang, took a step back, turned around and left without responding to her concerns.

Liu Yunxiang looked at Yan Mu's back. His feet were unsteady and his body was so thin. As soon as he walked over, he was held by two guards and disappeared into the night.

Her feet became weak and she fell to the ground. Soon the beggar came and sat down opposite her against the wall.

"You have to think this way, Yan Mu has survived until now because he wants to survive. If you are sincere for him, then you have to grit your teeth and endure it."

"What will happen to him?"

The beggar frowned deeply, "Today is the third prince's birthday."

The overwhelming hatred from a mother.