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Day two.

Feng Qingjiu came to the warm courtyard early in the morning and accompanied his beautiful mother to bask in the sun in the yard.

The sunlight shines through the gauze curtains, dappled onto the bluestone-paved courtyard, and the air is filled with the faint scent of flowers.

In the center of the yard, next to a carved pear wood round table, there are two exquisite porcelain cups. Steam rises from the cups, emitting a refreshing tea fragrance.

Feng Qingjiu was wearing an elegant plain dress with a simple white jade hairpin in her hair, and she was leaning against her beautiful mother.

Song Shu was dressed in dignified and gorgeous clothes, with a gentle face and eyes full of kindness.

"Mom, the sunshine today is so warm." Feng Qingjiu said softly, with a satisfied smile on her face.

If only I could lie in the arms of my beautiful mother for the rest of my life!

Song Shu smiled and said, "Yes, it's a rare sunny day today. It's not too hot. It seems like we haven't been together like this for a long time."

Hearing this, Feng Qingjiu felt guilty: "Mom, I'm sorry, I will definitely accompany you well in the future."

"Silly child." Song Shu stroked her daughter's cheek and said with a smile, "You are now the backbone of the entire palace. You don't have so much time. I will be very happy if you can take some time to accompany me occasionally."

Feng Qingjiu nodded: "Okay, everything is up to you."

Feng Qingjiu turned his gaze to the pots of chrysanthemums in full bloom in the yard: "Look, mother, these chrysanthemums are even more beautiful in the sun. They are so pretty."

Song Shu followed her daughter's gaze and spoke slowly: "The chrysanthemum stands proudly against the frost and snow, and has its own character. Ah Jiu, you should be like this chrysanthemum. No matter what difficulties you encounter, you must be strong and unyielding."

"Although the great prince is gone, you still have mother, who will always be with you."

Feng Qingjiu was filled with grief when she heard this. She held her mother's hand tightly and said with a choked voice: "Don't worry, mother. I will remember your teachings and be a strong and brave woman."

As soon as he finished speaking, tears began to flow uncontrollably from his eyes.

"Good girl, don't cry." Song Shu gently wiped her daughter's tears.

Feng Qingjiu tried her best to hold back her tears and nodded: "Okay, I won't cry."

The mother and daughter smiled at each other and continued to enjoy this rare quiet moment.

The sunlight shines on them, as if covering them with a layer of golden glow, freezing this warm picture at this moment forever.

Not far away, Wang Chun and her sister, as well as Xia Ling and the other two, watched this scene and their eyes became red.

Xia Ling sniffed: "Auntie Chun~! You said that the lady is such a kind person, why is her life so miserable in this life!"

"Don't they say good people get good rewards? That's all a lie."

"So many bad guys are still alive and well, why can't the lady and the young lady...!"

Wang Chun wiped his eyes and sighed: "~Xia Ling, Buddha said that people's fate is determined by heaven. In front of fate, we are all very small. We can only show weakness, follow the will of heaven, and obey the will of heaven."

"I hope that in the next life, Madam can get a good fate and live a happy life without suffering so much!"

"…………!"

"By the way, mother, I have good news to tell you." Feng Qingjiu raised her eyes and smiled.

Song Shu lowered her eyes, smiled and asked, "What good news?"

Feng Qingjiu stroked her belly and said word by word: "I... am... pregnant."

Hearing this, Song Shu's eyes widened with disbelief.

"Ajiu, what did you say?"

Feng Qingjiu smiled and said again: "Mom, I'm pregnant."

"Oh my! It's true." Song Shu was excited and reached out to touch her daughter's belly: "Is she really pregnant?"

Feng Qingjiu nodded: "Yes, I'm really pregnant, mother, you are going to be a grandmother!"

"That's great, that's great." Song Shu said, and then she started crying.

Thank God!

This way, Ajiu will no longer be alone guarding Prince Rong's Mansion, and she will finally have hope.

"Mom, you are going to be a grandmother. This is a great joyous event. Don't cry." Feng Qingjiu helped his beautiful mother wipe away her tears.

"Mom is happy, happy." Song Shu's voice was choked with sobs.

"My little Ajiu is going to become my mother too, that's great."

"Madam, Miss, please have some snacks first." Wang Chun put the plate of snacks on the stone table in the yard.

"Achun, Ajiu is pregnant." Song Shu said happily.

Upon hearing this, Wang Chun's eyes lit up: "Really?"

Song Shu nodded: "It's true."

Wang Chun said excitedly: "That's great, Miss, you don't know, the lady has been looking forward to this day!"

God is really merciful. In my wife’s last moments, he was able to fulfill the wish that had always been in her heart.

"By the way, Achun, go and get my unfinished tiger-head hat." Song Shu ordered.

"This...?" Wang Chun looked at Feng Qingjiu in embarrassment.

Feng Qingjiu: "Mom, you should have a good rest now, don't do those things anymore, it's still too early for the baby to be born! Wait until you are better!"

"By the way, mother, your wedding date with Uncle Gu is coming soon, how are your preparations going?"

"Are you excited?"

When she thought about getting married again, Song Shu's face, which had been pale and bloodless just now, instantly turned red.

"Your Uncle Gu said that he will prepare everything and I don't need to worry about it."

Looking at the shy and happy appearance of his beautiful mother, Feng Qingjiu felt a hint of bitterness in his heart again.

God is really cruel. Uncle Gu and the beautiful mother have wasted most of their lives. Now they can finally be together for the rest of their lives, but the beautiful mother's health is...!

What a trick of fate!

"Mom, the weather is nice today, why don't we go out for a walk?" Feng Qingjiu suggested.

Song Shu wanted to agree, but after thinking for a moment, she said:

"Ajiu, there are still so many things to do in Prince Rong's mansion, you should go back quickly!"

"There'll be plenty of time after shopping."

"No...!" Feng Qingjiu leaned on the beautiful mother's shoulder and shook his head: "Mom, I don't want to go back yet. I just want to be with you these days."

Oh~!

This silly child, what nonsense is he talking about!

"Ajiu, you are now the backbone of the entire Prince Rong's Mansion. How can you not go back?" Song Shu said earnestly, "You have been with mother for a long time today. It's time to go back."

"Look, you're going to be a mother soon, so you're not allowed to act like a child anymore. Go back quickly! Be good...!"

"Mom...! I don't want to leave you." Feng Qingjiu said in a depressed tone.

"Silly child, just come back whenever you miss your mother. I'm always here." Song Shu stroked her daughter's back lightly.