Pinch your waist: Your husband has a beauty mark

Gu Yunxi couldn't help but roll her eyes at him: "How old are you? You don't even dare to ask a small question. You're almost 30, okay?"

"Approaching 30?" These words sound familiar.

Mu Qinian suddenly felt sad.

"Master...where is she buried?" He was unfilial as he was unable to stay by her side when she was dying.

Gu Yunxi's heart moved.

The pain hidden deep in my heart was dug out.

It’s been almost five years, and until now, my heart still aches whenever I think of my mother’s voice, smile, and appearance.

It hurts so much.

She took Mu Qinian to the small backyard of the courtyard.

This courtyard has no name and is very small in size, but it has everything.

The cenotaphs of Lan Chu and Xiao Yuanzi were moved to the backyard of the small courtyard, a place that was remote but full of birdsong and flowers.

Nangong Chu planted many flowers and plants around here.

When they are not around, Xiao Ling will help take care of the plants, applying fertilizer and watering them every day.

Now, little Ruonan has grown up. Although she is only three years old, she knows how to help water the flowers.

The flowers and plants around are very lush and beautiful.

"Master likes flowers and plants. She should be satisfied with this environment."

It should be quiet and peaceful. It doesn’t need to be very big, but it must have a unique view.

Mu Qinian knelt in front of Lan Chu's cenotaph, with tears in his eyes, which he gently concealed.

"When Master passed away, did you... suffer?" His voice became a little hoarse when he saw the words "Lan Chu" on the tombstone.

His master had been in Xiling for so many years, but he didn't know that she was the famous Third Princess of Beiling.

But even if we knew, what would it matter? Would we send the master back?

But in fact, the master didn't like the palace life at all, otherwise, she wouldn't have sneaked out with Xiao Yuanzi so often to play all over the place.

"It's good now. Master can be free and go wherever she wants. No one can stop her. No one will send people to find her and imprison her somewhere in the palace."

"Xiao Yuanzi will also accompany her, always guard her, eat and drink with her, and live happily every day."

Mu Qinian closed his eyes, but the tear in the corner of his eye couldn't be held back and slowly slid down.

In his heart, Lan Chu was closer to him than his mother, and he respected her more.

Born in the palace, he has been burdened with various missions since childhood. No one truly cares for him except his master.

When he opened his eyes again, he picked up the bottle, poured three glasses for Lan Chu and Xiao Yuanzi respectively, and then slowly poured the wine on the ground.

"Master, don't worry. From now on, I will take good care of Xier and will never let you worry."

The night is deep and rich.

Mu Qinian finally stood up and helped Gu Yunxi stand up as well.

The two of them took another deep look at Lan Chu's tombstone before slowly leaving.

"You haven't answered my question yet." Mu Qinian said suddenly.

Gu Yunxi looked at him: "What's the problem?"

"Are you and Achu... married?" His voice was not light and he did not deliberately avoid anything.

Gu Yunxi could tell at this moment that he was just asking out of curiosity, not that he was hiding any unhappiness in his heart.

She exhaled and looked at the shadows of the two people on the ground. After a long while, she said, "If I told you that he and I are already married, what would you do? Would you be angry?"