Chun Xing wiped her eyes with a handkerchief: "What did the lady say?"

Sun Jingshu did not answer, but said softly: "Tomorrow is Qingming Festival."

Chun Xing reacted, her eyes lit up, she stood up and walked around: "How could I forget this? Tomorrow is Qingming Festival."

Every year during the Qingming Festival, the emperor would take the queen, concubines, princes, princesses, and ministers to Chongming Temple to worship their ancestors. Every year, the prince would bring his own ladies to attend.

Sun Jingshu has been married to Shen Lanqing for three years, and she knows full well that she has been playing a long drama with her in front of the emperor and Shen Lance for the sake of her own future.

She chuckled lightly.

She stopped Chun Xing, who was happily carrying some clothes, and said, "Chun Xing, is that medicine... still there?"

Chun Xing was delighted when she heard this: "Miss, have you finally figured it out?!"

Before the old man retired and returned to his hometown, the old lady was worried that her daughter would have no children by her side, so she personally sent her the medicine to cheer her up.

At that time, the old lady took Sun Jingshu's hand and said: "Shu'er, I know that you and the prince are on equal terms and respect each other as guests, but it is not a good thing for a husband and wife to abide by the etiquette too much. You have to try to keep the man's heart."

Sun Jingshu looked at the medicine powder wrapped in her hand and blushed: "Mother, the prince treats me very well."

The old lady sighed: I have lived half my life, and I have never seen what kind of person. Her daughter and son-in-law treat each other as guests, but inside, the son-in-law has taken several beautiful concubines.

Seeing that she couldn't persuade her daughter, the old lady said, "Your father and I will return to our hometown soon. You must know how to protect yourself."

She patted her daughter's hand.

Sun Jingshu burst into tears when she remembered her mother's instructions before returning to her hometown.

At this time, there was the sound of the iron chain being untied outside the door, and the guards led the little maid inside.

The little maid held a imperial edict in her hand and said, "Princess, tomorrow we will worship our ancestors at Chongming Temple. Your Majesty, please join us."

Sun Jingshu wiped away her tears, with a smile of unknown meaning on her thin face: "Okay, I know, I will go back and report to the prince, and I will join him tomorrow."

She paused and said, "Tell the kitchen to cook some good food with me."

At the same time, several smart young men ran out of the gate of Zhongyong Hou's mansion one after another, and quickly went towards the in-laws in each mansion.

In the main hall, Huo Xinran was newly dressed and walked slowly supported by his sister Huo Yueran.

Huo Xinran's shiny black braid was replaced by the Chaoyun hairpin that is common among girls in boudoirs nowadays, and only a huge and shiny pearl hairpin was inserted.

She has a well-proportioned and slender figure, with fair and translucent skin. She is wearing a jade-colored magpie-colored skirt with a moonlight-colored silk on her arms. She is as bright and delicate as a blooming camellia.

Huo Yueran was wearing an aqua blue peony embroidered fan skirt, and she was also holding a moonlight-colored shawl. She had a graceful figure and a lively expression, as clean as a hibiscus in bud.

Marquis Zhongyong was sitting in the main hall. When he saw the two sisters walking together, he stroked his beard and said with a satisfied smile: "Okay, okay, okay."

Mrs. Hou Fu stretched out her hand to the two of them from a distance: "Look at these two delicate flowers in our house, they are really beautiful. Come to grandma quickly."

The two looked at each other, both smiled and moved forward, standing on the left and right in front of the old lady.

Huo Wenxiang looked at his wife, who looked happy and had tears in her eyes, and patted her hand gently.

Marquis Zhongyong said calmly: "Xinran came back late yesterday, so I haven't informed the in-laws in each mansion yet. I sent people to each mansion this morning to inform them. I think they all know it by now."

Hearing this, Qi Yulian looked at her daughter, who was as beautiful as flowers and jade, and asked awkwardly: "Father, where is the Imperial Servant's Mansion...?"

Marquis Zhongyong looked at Huo Xinran lovingly and said with a smile: "Xinran has come back and she is the direct granddaughter of my house. I have personally written a letter to explain the truth to the servant. I think he will agree."

The old lady patted the smiling Huo Yueran and said, "Don't worry, Yue'er, grandma will keep an eye out for you and will definitely find a young talent for you who is as good as the son of the Si family."

Hearing this, Huo Yueran stuck out her tongue playfully and said coquettishly: "Oh, grandma, since my sister has returned home, stop focusing on Yue'er's marriage. Yue'er still wants to have fun with her for two more years."

The old lady smiled and nodded Huo Yueran's forehead, scolding: "It belongs to you!"

The whole family laughed.

At this time, the concierge came to report with a smile: "Mrs. Du and her two children came to see me. They have now passed the second door."

The old lady smiled and said: "Please come quickly, please come quickly."

The old lady loved this daughter of a concubine very much: her eldest daughter died young, and her second daughter went to the border with her son-in-law, leaving her alone with the daughter who had been following the Hou Ye since she was a child.

Although she was a concubine, the old lady never treated her harshly. Instead, she loved her even more because her mother once saved the Marquis' life.

When the Marquis was still the general of Zhenyuan, the evil slaves attacked, and the Holy Emperor sent him to guard the border. The old lady was pregnant at that time, so she sent her own maidservant to follow the Marquis.

The maid was loyal to the young lady and her uncle, and served the Marquis with all her heart. After the Marquis was injured, she waited on him for three days and three nights with no clothes on. When the Marquis woke up, he took her into his room.

The next year, a daughter was born, named Shuyuan.

Her mother felt ashamed of her mistress and insisted that her daughter not use the same word as the mistress's children to show her loyalty.

Seven years later, Huo Shuyuan was doted on by her parents. The military camp life at the border had cultivated her straightforward and straightforward character. Therefore, when she learned that she still had her aunt and sister in Shengjing City, she did not complain.

Instead, she cherished the time with her parents even more. It was at this moment that the fierce slaves came to fight again, and her mother was killed to protect her father.

After the victory in that battle, my father was recruited back to Beijing, taking Huo Shuyuan who was only seven years old with him.

The death of her mother and the great changes in her environment after returning to Beijing made the seven-year-old Huo Shuyuan depressed and unhappy. Seeing that the little girl was pitiful, the old lady took her with her personally, together with her daughter.

After being raised carefully for a year, Huo Shuyuan's temperament gradually recovered. She regarded the old lady as her own mother, so she diligently returned home after getting married.

When she heard that her niece, who had been missing for more than ten years, was found, she returned to her parents' home with a happy face and her two children.

Du Yue took the lead and was already approaching before anyone arrived: "I heard that cousin Xinran is back? Where is she?"

Du Chun supported Huo Shuyuan and smiled when he heard this: "Of course it is in the mansion, otherwise where would it be?"

Huo Yueran looked out the door and said with a smile, "Cousin, we are here."

After saying that, he took Huo Xinran's hand and greeted him.

Huo Xinran was pulled by her sister and looked at Huo Wenxiang and Qi Yulian with some anxiety.

Seeing her parents nodding kindly, she slowly followed her sister out.

Du Yue raised his eyes and saw Huo Yueran walking out with a pretty girl. He couldn't help but subconsciously said: "Brother Shaofeng is blessed!"

Du Chun smiled and let go of his mother's hand, stepped forward, squeezed Du Yue away and said, "Sister Yueran, is this sister Xinran?"

Huo Yueran looked at Du Yue who was pushed aside ruthlessly, pursed her lips and said with a smile: "Yes, sister just came back last night. Early this morning, my grandfather sent people to notify all the governments."

Huo Shuyuan stepped forward, took Huo Xinran's hand with both hands and said with a smile: "When I look at it like this, Xinran seems to be somewhat similar to me when I was young."

Huo Xinran looked at the bright and majestic aunt in front of her, with surprise and curiosity in her moist eyes.

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