Jun Zechen also understood her doubts and explained, "No one except me knew that you left the palace to recuperate. Everyone else thought you died on the day of giving birth."

After Su Jingyao knew the reason, she turned around and met Miaoyun's gaze again.

Miaoyun could no longer control her emotions at this moment, and tears burst out. She staggered a few steps, and suddenly knelt beside Su Jingyao, gently placing her head on Su Jingyao's legs.

"Master, is it really you?"

Miaoyun's voice trembled, filled with endless surprise and disbelief.

“You’re still alive!”

She raised her head and looked at Su Jingyao with tearful eyes.

"If Nanny Lin, Miaoxia and the others knew that you were still alive, they would be so happy that they would be speechless."

Miaoyun cried as she spoke, her voice choked with sobs and tears streaming down her cheeks.

When Su Jingyao saw Miaoyun so sad, she felt sad too.

Her eyes were slightly red and tears were shining in them. She gently stroked Miaoyun's cheek. She didn't know how to comfort her, so she could only use gentle movements to soothe her.

Then she took out a handkerchief and wiped away the tears from Miaoyun's eyes.

"I'm still alive, sorry for making you worry." Su Jingyao's voice was filled with guilt and heartache.

Miaoyun cried for a while, and gradually realized that she was too rude at this moment. She restrained her emotions, took a deep breath, stood up and stood aside.

"It's good that the master is back."

Miaoyun held back her tears and forced a smile, still showing her excitement and joy.

The reunion was both sad and joyful.

In Su Jingyao's memory, she only felt that she had just given birth to a son, but five years had already passed quietly, and she didn't know how to get along with Xingxing.

So she could only keep a gentle and faint smile on her face to make up for the maternal love that Xingxing had lacked for five years. She didn't know whether he was bullied in the palace.

Jun Zechen, the father, is not reliable at first glance.

The situation in the palace is not clear at the moment. It seems that there will be a tough battle to fight after returning to the palace.

Su Jingyao didn't think too much about it. She gently picked up some food for Xingxing. Jun Yihuan also obediently ate all the food his mother picked up. His little mouth opened and closed as he ate very seriously.

But even though he was eating, his little head was constantly thinking.

The Queen Mother seemed to be the same Queen Mother from her previous life, but she probably had no memories of the past, and Xingxing was a little disappointed about this.

After living with his father for the past two years, Jun Yihuan always felt that he was not the same person, but some of his habits were the same as his father in his previous life, which made Jun Yihuan feel very conflicted.

Moreover, the experiences of his father and mother in this life are completely different from those in his previous life. In his previous life, his father and mother had always been in love since he could remember. (Xingxing didn't know that his mother pretended to be affectionate in front of his father)

In this life, his mother was poisoned and almost died. Although his mother is not dead now, Jun Yihuan still has resentment towards his father for not taking good care of his mother in this life.

The family of three passes food to each other, the scene is very warm.

The three of them finished the meal happily in a warm atmosphere.

Su Jingyao wanted to stay with Xingxing for a while longer and wanted to keep Xingxing to talk, but Jun Zechen didn't agree.

"Jiaojiao, Xingxing is still young. After he finishes his meal, he should go back to his room to review his lessons. It's time for him to rest."

Jun Yihuan's mouth twitched.

The habit of the emperor competing with him for the queen mother has not changed at all!

But he still said obediently: "Mother, I will come to see you tomorrow."

"Okay, then you go back."

Su Jingyao didn't know Xingxing's daily routine. Since he had to review his lessons, she naturally couldn't delay him.

Miaoyun looked at Su Jingyao with some reluctance, and then followed the eldest prince out.

After Su Jingyao finished her meal, she felt that although her body had regained some strength, she was still a little tired.

She went straight to the bed and fell on it like a soft cloud.

Jun Zechen also followed her onto the bed and sat at the head of the bed. Su Jingyao found an extremely comfortable position intimately, resting her head on his abdominal muscles, which felt firm and warm.

She closed her eyes and rested lazily.

"We will set off back to the palace in two days. I have had several phoenix robes made for you. I will have them delivered to you tomorrow to show you. Choose the one you like."

"Do the Queen Mother, the concubines, and the court officials know that I am returning to the palace this time?"

Su Jingyao's voice was lazy and her eyes were still closed.

"They don't know that there will be a ceremony to welcome me back to the palace, and that will be a good time to reintroduce my queen to everyone."

As Jun Zechen spoke, he reached out and gently stroked her black hair.

"I have not been to the palace for five years, and I don't know how many women there are in your majesty's harem."

Su Jingyao's fingertips slowly slid along the grooves of Jun Zechen's abdominal muscles, and her tone seemed to be filled with jealousy.

"I only have Jiaojiao in my heart. Jiaojiao's life or death is unknown. I am heartbroken. In the past five years, I have never touched other women."

My mother has selected a few new people for me, but Jiaojiao doesn’t need to care whether they are new people or old people in the East Palace. "

Su Jingyao's fingertips suddenly stopped.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her heart was full of surprise and doubt. Was the old man really not lying to her?

Why do I always have a feeling that it's not real?