"Mother~"

Shumulu asked her, "Why are you calling me 'Mother'?"

Tong Cheng'er shook her head, then buried her head in Shumulu's neck and rubbed against it.

Shumulu felt her daughter's movements and couldn't help but sigh. Tomorrow her daughter would be getting married. She never thought that a married daughter was like water spilled out of a bowl; a daughter would always be a daughter.

Regardless of whether her name includes her husband's surname, she will always be a daughter of the Tong family. It's just that once she gets married, they won't be able to see each other often anymore.

In the end, it's just that I can't bear to part with it!

Shumulu stroked her daughter's head and said, "Tomorrow you will be married, and you will become a wife and a mother. Your mother hopes you will pay more attention to this and not always just drift along. Your mother knows that you have had good fortune since you were a child, but this kind of ethereal fortune is the most unpredictable. Think more and experience more things, so that you can be more composed when faced with big events..."

She had said these things before, but she couldn't help but repeat them again.

Tong Cheng'er turned her head slightly: "I remember everything Mother said!"

Shumulu: "It's good that you remember, it's good that you remember!"

Shumulu said again, "Your mother has never told you this before, but now I will talk to you about the way husband and wife get along."

"The key to a good relationship between husband and wife is honesty. It's not that you can't have any secrets, but you shouldn't hide things that can be told honestly. Whether it's joy or sorrow, you should talk about it. Only by talking about it will your partner realize how important you are to them. When you can share all the joys and sorrows together, that's what people mean when they say that husband and wife are one."

"The bond between husband and wife is not simply about sharing honor and disgrace, but also about sharing joy and sorrow. Although your mother often talks about your father, she knows in her heart that for her, there is no one more important than him in this world. Your mother's father is incomparable, and neither are her children."

"Because I came from my father and mother, but I am not the only one. As for my children, they will also have their own wives and children. Only you, my father, are the one who can accompany me for a lifetime."

"What your mother is saying is not to say that you must regard the Fourth Prince as the most important person. Your mother just hopes that if the Fourth Prince treats you sincerely and you can feel his kindness, you might as well try to open your heart to him."

“Your mother knows that you seem to be running away from something, so you don’t want to go out to socialize, and you don’t want to learn housekeeping or needlework. Your mother will not force you. There are some things you can’t tell your mother, but your mother does not want you to carry them in your heart for the rest of your life.”

"The Fourth Prince often runs to the mansion. Your mother didn't say anything, but she was really happy in her heart. Your mother felt that perhaps the Fourth Prince was your destined husband. You are lucky, and it may be God's arrangement."

...

After saying so much, Lady Shumulu only meant one thing: if the Fourth Prince truly cared for her, she hoped she wouldn't resist his sincerity and wouldn't hide anything from him.

Tong Cheng'er's experiences in her previous life have had some influence on her life in this one.

Some say that a happy childhood can heal a lifetime, while an unhappy childhood requires a lifetime to heal. Although Tong Cheng'er is not so immersed in the pain of her past life, the impact of that pain has penetrated deep into her bones.

Her laid-back attitude is less a matter of laziness and more a matter of escapism.

Shumulu and Alhatu saw her progress. As parents, they didn't expose her, but they hoped their daughter would be well, better and better, and happier and happier.

Tong Cheng'er nestled in the crook of Shumulu's neck, tears streaming down her face.

She really rarely cries.

This is the first time I've ever cried so hard.

She cried like this even when things were incredibly difficult in her past life, because she knew in that life that tears were useless and no one would ever comfort her.

She had always been pampered and loved by her family her whole life, and had no reason to cry. But now that she was getting married, she was going to a new environment and new people would appear in her life. Finally, she couldn't hold back her tears.

She cried with reluctance to leave her family, with longing for warmth, with relief at her past life, and with uncertainty about the future...

She cried herself to sleep.

Shumulu looked at her daughter, who had cried herself to sleep, and silently shed two lines of clear tears. She gently cupped her daughter's head with her hand and held her as she fell asleep.

A night passed, and it was still dark the next day when Shumulu woke up. Although she had slept that night, she hadn't slept soundly, and was in a half-awake state, so she woke up very early.

She must have woken up too early; there was no sound of maids or servants outside yet.

Shumulu lay on the bed, holding her daughter and stroking her head from time to time. Although she couldn't see clearly, the stroking was so gentle and tender.

Tong Cheng'er didn't want to open her eyes in the darkness. She felt very comfortable when her mother touched her head. She knew that such an opportunity would be rare in the future, and she wanted to enjoy it for a while longer.

The mother and daughter were touching each other, one gently and carefully, the other silently enjoying the moment of tranquility.

After an unknown amount of time, both of them heard the door open.

Shumulu knew it was time to get up; today was a joyous occasion, and she was too busy to stay in bed.

Tong Cheng'er also knew that she didn't know when she would be able to sleep with her mother again.

Shumulu's last touch was exceptionally long and gentle, as if she could keep her daughter with her. After she finished touching her, she closed her eyes.

The door opened, and the sound of footsteps approached from afar.

Granny Fu came to the bedside and whispered, "Madam, it's time to get up."

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