Reborn on the wedding night, the regent princess said she knew she was wrong

Yun Ziyu looked innocent at this moment. He scratched his head and explained, "Mom, you can't blame me for this. It was Zhiyuan who insisted on riding a horse, saying that it would be quicker to see you that way..."

Before he could finish his words, Yunmu interrupted him: "Humph, you can't just ignore your little girl's warmth or coldness. Look at her cold face, can't you give her a cloak? Come on, my dear granddaughter, follow your grandmother into the house and drink a bowl of hot soup to warm yourself up."

As she spoke, Yunmu took Mo Zhiyuan's hand, stood up, and walked into the house.

As he walked, he kept muttering, "I ran to the kitchen early this morning and cooked a pot of delicious chicken soup myself. I was planning to ask someone to send it to you and your brother later, but who would have thought that you would get here first."

After saying that, she turned around and ordered, "Go to the kitchen quickly and bring the chicken soup over. Give my dear some chicken soup."

Mo Zhiyuan raised her little face and said in a soft voice, "Grandma, are you healed? My second uncle said that you will feel better when you see me, and when you feel better, your illness will be cured. Is that true?"

Yunmu was touched and warmed by Mo Zhiyuan's words.

"Of course it's true. Look, is grandma in a good mood now?" Yunmu teased Mo Zhiyuan.

Mo Zhiyuan stopped and really looked at Yunmu carefully. After a while, he replied, "Grandma must be very happy to see me because she is smiling the whole time."

"That's right, our Zhiyuan is the best. As soon as you came, grandma's illness was cured. You are better than the doctor." Yunmu praised.

Yun Ziyu, who was completely ignored, took the opportunity to interrupt and said, "Mom, my son wants to drink chicken soup too."

My mother’s skill in cooking chicken soup is really amazing now.

You can’t buy chicken soup this delicious anywhere else.

Yunmu rolled her eyes at him unhappily, "You're indispensable. You're already this old, you should have started a family and a career a long time ago, but you're still calling me mother all the time like a child."

Yun Ziyu curled her lips and said helplessly, "Mom, I just want to drink a bowl of chicken soup, please stop scolding me."

Yunmu slowly turned her head and looked towards the door, her eyes revealing a hint of expectation and concern.

Yun Ziyu, who was standing nearby, saw this and asked in confusion, "Mom, what are you looking at?"

Yunmu frowned slightly and said with a hint of worry in her tone: "Where is the Crown Prince? Why didn't he come?"

After saying that, she shifted her gaze back to the door, as if expecting the little figure to appear in front of her immediately.

At this time, Mo Zhiyuan, who had been standing quietly beside him, suddenly started to explain crisply: "Grandma, the Grand Master left a lot of homework for my brother, so my brother said he would have to wait until dinner time to come over and have dinner with us."

The little girl blinked her bright big eyes and spoke seriously.

Hearing this, Yunmu couldn't help but sigh deeply.

With a look of pity on his face, he said in a low voice, "This child is so young, but he has to read so many books every day. Sigh... It's really too hard. Sometimes when I go to visit him and see his small table piled with thick books, I can't help but feel sad."

She thought silently that her biggest wish was that these two lovely children could grow up safely, healthily and happily.

However, their special identities meant that this wish was not easily realized. Thinking of this, Yunmu felt melancholy and helpless again.

At this moment, a group of servants came in one after another, each holding a bowl of steaming and fragrant chicken soup in their hands.

The rich fragrance instantly spread, filling the entire room.

"Hey, come on! Don't just stand there, let's drink this delicious chicken soup first." Yunmu said with a smile on her face, while reaching out and gently holding Mo Zhiyuan's little hand.

"Come on, my little princess, go with your grandma to taste this delicious chicken soup. By the way, grandma specially asked someone to make two new summer dresses for you a few days ago. I guarantee you will love them very much. After you finish drinking the soup, let's go over and take a look, how about that?"

However, after hearing this, Mo Zhiyuan frowned slightly.

She bit her lower lip lightly, seeming a little reluctant. But in the end, she blew a breath gently, and said as if to compromise: "Okay, since you said so, grandma, then I will accompany you to take a look."

Seeing her granddaughter's reluctant look, Yunmu couldn't help but shook her head helplessly, with a doting smile on her face.

He murmured to himself, "Tell me, at such a young age, which other girls wouldn't love those pretty little skirts? But you don't like these girly things at all. All you can think about all day is that military uniform. When your mother was your age, she wasn't as naughty as you. I really don't know whose temperament you inherited..."

When Mo Zhiyuan heard the word "mother" from Yunmu's mouth, her nose wrinkled and she snorted in dissatisfaction.

Yunmu carefully picked up Mo Zhiyuan and gently placed her on the chair next to her.

When she heard the snort from Mo Zhiyuan, she couldn't help but feel a little surprised, and asked quickly: "What's wrong? Are you blaming your mother for not coming back yet?"

However, Mo Zhiyuan, like a stubborn calf, quickly turned his head away in anger, as if he didn't want to mention the matter at all.

When Yunmu saw this scene, she had no choice but to turn her gaze to Yun Ziyu who was standing beside her, hoping that he could give her an answer.

When Yun Ziyu saw the pleading look in his mother's eyes, he sighed inwardly.

Then, resigned to her fate, she explained, "I don't know where this little girl heard this proverb from, which says, 'Since her mother won't come back to accompany her, she will go find her mother herself.' Before, she kept pestering me to go out with me to look for her mother!"

After hearing Yun Ziyu's words, Yunmu was stunned at first, and then couldn't help laughing out loud.

She looked at Mo Zhiyuan who was sitting on the chair with a sullen look on her face, and said with a smile, "Oh my, our Mo Zhiyuan is really a little kid with a big heart. He may be small in stature, but he's quite courageous."