“Sure. But you’ll have to tell your eldest uncle that it’s best if he goes alone. Besides him, your other uncles are probably on their way or with him. So, I suggest you prepare a place for them to stay. You can tell them about it when you get back to your hometown!” Gu Xin nodded and suggested.

"Yes, I know. Then you rest, Third Miss, I'm going to the mourning hall." Fatty Wang thought about it and agreed. He couldn't leave home now, and he didn't want his cousin, whom he had finally found, to come here. Although not everyone knew the cause and effect, the Wang family certainly did. They were all relatives, and if his cousin heard something and started overthinking, it would be troublesome.

"Okay, go ahead!" Gu Xin saw that Fatty Wang had taken her words to heart, so she didn't say anything more.

After Fatty Wang left, Gu Xin couldn't sleep, so she sat down at her desk and practiced calligraphy by herself.

From the moment Gu Shouxin started teaching Gu Xin to write, he told her that when she couldn't calm her mind, she could practice calligraphy, as it could calm her mind.

Gu Xin has always been like this over the years.

Especially during those two years in the West, whenever she was in the Quicksand Palace, no matter how tired she was, she would practice calligraphy for half an hour every day to calm her mind.

Over time, this became a habit.

...

The next day at noon, Wang Pangzi's uncle, Master Shu, arrived in Tongzhou. He received the news on the way.

They had come to celebrate their in-laws' birthday, but it turned into a funeral, which is quite poignant.

Mr. Shu was very tall, in his late forties, almost fifty, and his hair was already half white, but he still looked very energetic.

He has the air of a scholar and doesn't look like a businessman at all.

He had his attendants bring the birthday gifts to the inn, while he himself only brought one attendant.

The gatekeeper recognized Master Shu; his wife's brother had come every year for the past few years, so he quickly ushered him inside.

Before they even reached the mourning hall, Fatty Wang had already received the news and sent someone to tell Gu Xin that her uncle had arrived.

When Master Shu entered the mourning hall and offered incense, he couldn't help but offer a few words of comfort to Fatty Wang.

"Uncle, come with me, I'll introduce you to someone." Seeing that Master Shu had come alone, with only his attendants, Fatty Wang led him directly to Gu Xin.

Master Shu found it strange that his nephew would still be interested in introducing someone to him after such a family affair. He wanted to say something to him, but then he thought about how hard the boy had worked and couldn't bring himself to do it.

"Uncle, this is Princess Xin Xin." Fatty Wang introduced her to Master Shu, and then to Gu Xin, "Third Miss, this is my uncle."

"This humble subject greets Your Highness." Master Shu was taken aback, then bowed to Gu Xin.

“No need for formalities. Mr. Shu, I’m taking you to see your daughter. You should be prepared. Miss Shu has no memory of what happened during the ten years she was missing. She only remembers things before she disappeared. In other words, her memory is stuck before she disappeared,” Gu Xin said directly.

Master Shu was stunned and didn't react at all.

“Uncle, what the third young lady said is true. Yesterday, we confirmed my cousin’s identity. Now, my cousin looks very much like my aunt when she was young,” Fatty Wang said from the side.