Chapter 137 Sleeping Together

When Yuzhu heard this, she was so shocked that she almost couldn't hold the bowl in her hand.

Fortunately, she had her back to Gu Yuanjia, so he couldn't see her expression.

"no."

Yuzhu tried her best to make her voice sound unchanged.

As she spoke, she continued to feed rice porridge to Xiao Nian'er.

Xiao Nian'er is not picky about food at all. He enjoys eating rice porridge very much and dances with joy while eating.

Gu Yuanjia looked at the mother and daughter for a long time before he spoke: "Yuzhu, you and I have been together for four years. Even if we are separated, there is no need to be so estranged. If you need any help, please feel free to come to me."

He paused, "Why are you hiding from me?"

Yuzhu whispered, "I don't have any."

After hearing this, Gu Yuanjia stopped talking and said softly, "Xiao Nian'er, I'm leaving first. I'll come see you next time."

Yuzhu was about to breathe a sigh of relief when she heard Gu Yuanjia say he was leaving, but before she could finish her breath, she heard that he would come again next time, and she immediately frowned.

After saying this, Gu Yuanjia turned and left.

Yuzhu turned her back to him and continued to feed rice porridge to Xiao Nian'er.

She didn't know what Gu Yuanjia was thinking. She was already married and had children. A noble man like Gu Yuanjia could have any ideal partner he wanted.

Why do you have to hold on to her?

Yuzhu really couldn't understand.

Fortunately, Sister Chunzhi is about to become the Princess of Chang'an, and Gu Yuanjia is working for the King of Chang'an, so he can't really do anything to her.

While feeding Xiao Nian'er, Yuzhu was thinking about going to the Mu Mansion in a few days to tell Sister Chunzhi that Gu Yuanjia had found her whereabouts.

Chunzhi's wedding is approaching and she is getting busier and busier.

Song Wan'er almost lived in the Mu Mansion. Mu Qingshan was busy with court affairs every day, and Madam Mu and Mu Kaiji were busy buying Chunzhi's dowry.

The Mu family's property and house were returned, but after a long time, many things had been lost. When the Mu family returned to Beijing, there was not much time left before Chunzhi and Huo Zheng's wedding.

After Mu Qingshan learned about the dowry that the Song family had originally prepared for Chunzhi, he converted all the money he could into silver and bought it, and asked Song Anlan to return the money he could not afford.

Lord Mu was an honest and upright official and refused to accept so many valuable things from the Song family.

Even though Song Anlan explained again and again, Lord Mu said directly that he appreciated the kindness but could not accept the gift.

Song Wan'er pestered Madam Mu for several days about this, but Madam Mu couldn't persuade Mu Qingshan.

Mu Qingshan would never waver on such matters.

The Song siblings could only continue their preparations in secret.

On the eve of the wedding, when Chunzhi was coaxing her child to sleep, Mrs. Mu suddenly came over.

"Why is mother here?"

Chunzhi wanted to get up to greet her, but Mrs. Mu stepped forward and signaled her not to get up. She was afraid of waking the child, so she sat down gently on the edge of the bed.

After Chunzhi moved back to the Mu Mansion, the mother and daughter spent more time together.

But after all, they had been separated for eleven years, and this short month was not enough to make up for it.

Madam Mu sat by the couch, looking at her daughter and grandson, her heart softening. "Zhi'er, you're going to marry into the Chang'an Palace tomorrow. I really can't bear to let you go..."

During the years in the north, Mrs. Mu often dreamed of her daughter. She was worried that she was not living well and often shed tears when she woke up.

When she saw Chunzhi for the first time after returning to Beijing, she was so happy that she couldn't express it in words.

Upon learning that she had been engaged to Prince Chang'an, Madam Mu felt both happy and worried.

Many people know that Prince Chang'an was raised by Queen Wang since he was a child. Queen Wang had high hopes for him and wanted to choose a daughter of the Wang family to be the Princess of Chang'an.

But the Prince of Chang'an did not like Wang's daughter and insisted on marrying Chunzhi.

Madam Mu said to Chunzhi, "Marrying into the royal family is extraordinary. Prince Chang'an is deeply in love with you now, which is naturally a good thing. If someone new becomes better than the old one in the future, don't feel too bad about it..."

Chunzhi said, "Mother, I know."

Madam Mu didn't want to tell Chunzhi that Prince Chang'an was a bad person, but there are infatuated men in the world, but few can be loyal forever. Life is too long, and no one knows what will happen in the future.

If the Mu family had not been confiscated and exiled, Mrs. Mu would definitely find Chunzhi a suitable husband with a good family background and a good upbringing.

It is rare for royal family members to be loyal, and it is common for them to have three wives and four concubines.

Especially the emperor, who had three palaces, six courtyards and twelve concubines, all of whom were beauties with outstanding family backgrounds.

Madam Mu reached out and touched Chunzhi's hair, saying to her: "At any time, it is most important to take care of yourself, even in the future..."

Chunzhi interrupted Madam Mu softly, "I know, mother."

Madam Mu's eyes were full of her daughter. "Mother hopes that our Zhi'er will marry a good man and have a smooth life."

Chunzhi said, "It's hard to have a smooth life. It would be nice if you could solve whatever problems you encounter."

Mrs. Mu looked at her daughter lovingly. She thought that the child must have suffered a lot over the years.

"Mother." Chunzhi pulled Madam Mu, "Mother, please stay tonight and sleep with us."

Mrs. Mu rarely saw Chunzhi acting coquettishly, and she was completely unable to resist. She smiled and said "Okay", took off her shoes and socks and prepared to go to bed.

Song Wan'er was peeking outside the house.

Chunzhi saw it and said with a smile, "Wan'er, come in."

"Sister, how did you know it was me?" Song Wan'er pulled Yuzhu in and pushed the door open.

Chunzhi laughed and said, "Who else but you would be peeking outside my house so late at night?"

Song Wan'er pulled Yuzhu, "It's not just me tonight, there's also Yuzhu."

Yuzhu was clearly dragged here by Song Wan'er, and everyone was standing here. "Wan'er said that the bride should sleep with her best friends on the eve of her wedding. It's called a warm bed. This way, she can have a happy marriage in the future."

Chunzhi laughed and said, "How come I've never heard of such a wedding custom? Where did Wan'er hear it from?"

Song Wan'er said, "I read it in a storybook."

Chunzhi said, "You always read some weird books."

"It would be better if mother was here too." Song Wan'er pulled Yuzhu onto the bed and slept together with Chunzhi.

Fortunately, the beds are big, so it’s not crowded for four people plus a child.

As they talked, they soon fell asleep in a daze.

Before dawn the next day, everyone in the Mu Mansion was already busy.

While Chunzhi was dressing in front of a bronze mirror, a maid ran up to her and said, "Song, Master Song has brought some makeup for you, young lady."

"What's so strange about this?" Song Wan'er said, "My brother is my sister's brother. Isn't it normal for him to give me some extra dowry?"

Lord Mu was unwilling to let the Song family spend too much money on buying Chunzhi too much dowry.

Song Anlan could only prepare it secretly and send it over on the wedding day. In this way, even if Lord Mu refused to accept it, he could have someone follow the sedan chair and send it directly to the Chang'an Palace.

The maid was still shocked. "But, but Master Song prepared a total of sixty-six dowries for the young lady!"

The Mu family father and son emptied their house and prepared thirty-three loads of dowry for Chunzhi, but Song Anlan gave sixty-six units at once. How could this not be shocking?

Chunzhi was also stunned for a moment, stood up and walked to the window, looking at the yard full of dowry.

Song Anlan was standing outside the yard. When he saw Chunzhi walk to the window, he walked towards her.

"Brother..." Chunzhi called him softly.

Song Anlan stood outside the window and said with a smile: "These were originally used as betrothal gifts to marry you, and now they are just right for your dowry."