One day, Su Luo transmigrated and became the mother of two children. Not only was she mentally deficient, but she was also a widow. The family was destitute, living in an abandoned tile kiln by the...
After a long while, the crying in the ancestral hall finally stopped. Zhao Ruyun looked Nangong Chiyu up and down, left and right.
He was stronger and more energetic, but no matter what, he was still her Huaixu, her son.
"Huai Xu, where have you been all these years? How have you been?"
Nangong Chiyu simply nodded: "Mother, I'm fine."
When her son came back to life, Zhao Ruyun was at a loss. She was overjoyed and wanted to do everything for him right away, but she didn't know what to do.
"Okay, okay..."
Zhao Ruyun turned around, pulled Nangong Chiyu around, and pointed at Su Luo and the two children.
“Huai Xu, look, these are Luo Luo and your two children.”
Su Luo, holding the two children, remained unmoved. Zhao Ruyun then came over and pulled them in front of Nangong Chiyu.
"Luo Luo, come here quickly! It's Huai Xu who's back! That's great!"
Nangong Chiyu had a smile on his face, but Su Luo's expression was gloomy, and all she wanted to do was escape.
“Huai Xu, Luo Luo is your wife.”
"Mother, I know."
You know?
Nangong Chiyu nodded very seriously: "Yes!"
Seeing Su Luo's bewildered expression, Zhao Ruyun knew that she might not remember Huai Xu, or perhaps she didn't even recognize her husband.
"Luo Luo, Huai Xu is back. Aren't you happy?"
Su Luo came to her senses. What was going on? She was in a state of confusion.
"Grandma, you must have made a mistake. He's not Chen Huaixu..."
Su Luo pointed at Nangong Chiyu, wondering how the man she had brought back had suddenly become her husband.
Zhao Ruyun was helpless. Was it not Huai Xu? As a mother, didn't she recognize her own son?
Perhaps it was because Huai Xu appeared too suddenly that Luo Luo couldn't accept it.
“Luo Luo, Huai Xu is my child. How could I mistake him? You should be happy that he’s back. And Chuan Chuan and Huan Huan, your father has returned.”
Zhao Ruyun only knew that Chen Huaixu had returned, and she didn't even care how he ended up in the family's ancestral hall.
"Luo Luo, I am so happy today. You are back, and so is Huai Xu. This must be the blessing of our ancestors. Come quickly and give thanks."
Zhao Ruyun's face was a mixture of crying and laughing. She pushed Su Luo forward, as did Yan Chuan and Yi Huan.
When she went to light incense for the people, she was afraid that she was dreaming and pinched her arm hard until she felt pain, then she realized that it was real.
Kneeling on the prayer mat, Nangong Chiyu saw that his mother and the other two were staring straight at him before he spoke gently and slowly.
"Su Luo, I'll explain this to you later, okay?"
Su Luo fell silent, feeling a little angry, but more so because Nangong Chiyu's appearance had disrupted many of her plans.
While in the capital, he said he had regained his memory. At that time, he knew that he was Chen Huaixu and that Yi Huan was his daughter.
Su Luo thought through everything that had happened in her mind. Was it because he knew she was his wife that he helped her every time?
No wonder Nangong Manyu got angry with him the last time he saw her; it was for the same reason.
Nangong Chiyu lied to her the whole way; what exactly did he want to do?
Seeing Su Luo's expression, Yan Chuan and Yi Huan did not rush to Nangong Chiyu to acknowledge their kinship like Zhao Ruyun did.
To them, Nangong Chiyu is still an outsider.
Zhao Ruyun handed incense to each of them, and then she joined Su Luo and the others in praying.
While bowing and crying, he said to Chen Lao Er's memorial tablet, "Huai Xu, Huai Xu is back. He's back. I knew you would be watching over him from the afterlife."
Zhao Ruyun choked up as she spoke many words. Only after she finished did Su Luo put the incense in the burner and stand up.
"Mother-in-law, I still have some accounts to settle, so I'll head back now."
When Su Luo left, she also took Yan Chuan and Yi Huan with her, but she did not let the two children go to the front yard with her. Instead, she told them to go back to their rooms first.
Upon suddenly learning that Nangong Chiyu was Chen Huaixu, Su Luo felt annoyed and lost all interest in doing the accounting. She just wanted to be alone.
Walking onto the bridge, I picked up a few fish food pellets between my fingers and threw them into the fishpond below.
A group of carp swarmed forward, seemingly oblivious to all worries once they had eaten their fill.
"Why……"
Su Luo sighed. She didn't dislike Nangong Chiyu, but the fact that she suddenly had another husband made her feel very complicated.
With a family and children, there are so many things to deal with. What should she do?
Nangong Chiyu seemed to have forgotten that he had written her a letter of divorce, but should she divorce him?
He is now the Prince Yu, second only to the emperor. What will he do if he divorces Yan Chuan and Yi Huan?
That's her child. It's not like she can't afford to raise it herself. She gave birth to it and raised it herself. Nangong Chiyu only provided a cell. Why should she give it to him?
It's so annoying that Nangong Chiyu interfered like this, sigh...
Meanwhile, Yan Chuan and Yi Huan returned to the East Courtyard. The two siblings closed the door to their room and wouldn't let anyone in.
Yan Chuan pulled his younger sister to sit down at the desk and asked her questions in detail.
“Sister, Grandma said that Prince Yu was our father. He’s been in the capital all along. Did you already know that?”
Yi Huan shook her head. Apart from Nangong Chiyu being quite nice to her, she knew nothing else.
“Okay, sister, tell me how you met this Prince Yu, and what kind of person he is, and I will analyze it.”
Yan Chuan felt that if it really was his father, then Nangong Chiyu was not a qualified father. Why should he enjoy wealth and honor while leaving his mother and grandmother to suffer so much?
Yi Huan sat up straight and told Yan Chuan everything about how they met Nangong Chiyu.
It took Yi Huan about an incense stick's time to finish telling what she knew.
"You mean, Prince Yu was seriously injured and forgot many things, and he had just returned from Beichuan City when you went to the capital?"
"Yes! So Prince Yu didn't stay away from home on purpose; he was injured."
Yi Huan quite liked Nangong Chiyu. If he really was their father, she would be willing to acknowledge him.
“Sister, you must remember that it wasn’t easy for Mother and Grandma to raise us. Judging from Mother’s expression tonight, she doesn’t want to be with Prince Yu.”
I don't care what the reason is that Prince Yu can't come home. What will we do if he and Mother have a falling out one day? Have you thought about that?
Yi Huan didn't think as much as her brother. When other people's fathers came back, didn't they all stay with their mothers? Why couldn't they?
"Brother is afraid that once Mother recovers from her illness, she will no longer like Prince Yu."
“That’s right. Mother’s temperament is stronger than most men’s. She doesn’t necessarily need to rely on Prince Yu. If the two of them get a divorce…”
I will always stand by my mother's side, no matter what king he is. I only know that the one who gave me life and raised me is our mother.