Zhao Moyan desperately wanted her to respond, but he was conflicted. What would he do if she did? Could he control himself? Tian Yu almost turned back in agreement, but she abruptly turned back halfway, her foot stiffening as she took a step. She thought to herself, "Thank goodness I reacted quickly, or I would have been in big trouble!" Tang Yuan looked up at her, and Tian Yu quickly relaxed, pretending not to hear, and continued walking with Tang Yuan. But how could this escape the eyes of the father and son? Tang Yuan became even more confident, and Zhao Moyan's inner conflict intensified. If she really was Tian Yu, how could he explain everything that had happened?

Of course, Tian Yu couldn't forget Xuri, so she secretly brought him some food. Unfortunately, Xuri wasn't so lucky and was assigned to work as a servant in the backyard. Tian Yu spent a lot of effort persuading him that as long as he worked for two months, they could get paid and leave, and then they could open a small tavern. For the sake of their future happiness, Xuri had no choice but to agree to stay and work as a servant with Tian Yu.

After a day, Tian Yu had adapted to life in the Prince's mansion. Everyone else seemed reluctant to mention Tangyuan's mother, except for Tangyuan himself, who would tell her things about her. This surprised her; she wondered if Tangyuan's mother was a time traveler. She had read the book in her hand over and over and was certain it didn't belong here. When she asked Tangyuan, he didn't know much about his mother either, only that she had fallen into the water and changed after waking up. Tian Yu understood and stopped being so surprised. With Tangyuan around, she didn't have to do anything. Besides drinking tea and eating snacks, she watched Tangyuan do his homework. Watching Tangyuan write stroke by stroke, Tian Yu grew increasingly fond of him, thinking how wonderful it would be if this child were truly hers—so sensible, so hardworking, and with such beautiful handwriting at such a young age. Picking up Tangyuan's writing, Tian Yu couldn't help but sigh, "Ah! This child's handwriting is better than mine! How are you so talented? I wish I had a son like Tangyuan!"

"I am Mother's son, and Mother's handwriting is also very beautiful!" Even without Zhao Moyan present, Tangyuan still insisted on calling her Mother.

Tian Yu put down her teacup and said, "I've already told you, it's not your mother, why won't you listen?! I'll be in big trouble if your father hears this!"

"Don't worry, Daddy won't kill you. Even if everyone says you're not my mother, I still think you are. You've just forgotten. If I call you 'Mother' a few more times, you'll remember sooner or later."

"Fine, fine, whatever!" Tian Yu was too lazy to argue with him and could only let him have his way.

Zhao Moyan didn't show up again all day. Tian Yu thought that this kind of life was pretty good. After dinner, Tangyuan still had to review his lessons. Seeing that he had been studying all day, Tian Yu pulled him up and said, "You're too hardworking. You can't do your homework like this."

"Then what should I do? My master said I need to practice diligently."

"No, we need to balance work and rest. Let's go for a walk and relax!"

Tangyuan was pulled into the courtyard by Tianyu, who led him on a walk around the yard. Finally, they stopped in front of the swing and Tianyu said, "It's hot during the day, but it's so cool at night. We should come out for a stroll, shouldn't we?"

"Yes! Mother is right," Tangyuan said happily.

The two sat together on the swing, and Tian Yu said, "How about I tell you a story?"

“Great! It’s been so long since I’ve heard a story. My mother used to tell me stories all the time, but since I left her, no one has told me any stories.”

"Really? Then I'll tell you some stories later. I need to think carefully about what stories to tell you." Tian Yu began to think.

After telling several stories, Tangyuan said that her mother had told them all. Tianyu was not surprised at all, but became even more certain that her mother was a time traveler. No wonder they felt that they were very similar to her. Tangyuan, on the other hand, became even more certain that she was her mother.

Finally, having no other choice, Tian Yu cleared her throat and said, "I've got it! You definitely haven't heard this song before."

"The little pig is full, closes its eyes and sleeps, its big ears are flapping, its little tail is wagging, gurgle..."

Tangyuan smiled. His mother often used this song to lull him to sleep. Tangyuan leaned against Tianyu and slowly fell asleep while listening to her singing. This was the best sleep Tangyuan had had since returning to the capital. In his dream, his mother returned to his side unharmed.

Tian Yu was busy chasing away mosquitoes for Tangyuan. Seeing that he had fallen asleep, she slowly got off the swing and prepared to carry Tangyuan back to the room. Just as she picked him up, she saw Zhao Moyan standing in front of her. Tian Yu was taken aback. Zhao Moyan didn't say anything, but took Tangyuan from her arms and went back to the room. Tian Yu realized what was happening and quickly followed.

Zhao Moyan placed Tangyuan on the bed, and Tian Yu busied herself covering him with a thin blanket. The two worked together very well. Tian Yu was a little dazed, feeling as if she had done this kind of thing many times before. She shook her head and thought, "How could that be? I must be overthinking it."

Zhao Moyan looked at her series of expressions and didn't understand what she was thinking, but he also felt that she was too similar to Tian Yu. He had discussed it with Prince Wu and the others today, and they all felt that this matter was too coincidental and full of suspicious points. But who has the ability to make someone's words and actions so similar? He really wanted to ask her: Tian Yu, are you?

He had just reached out to touch Tian Yu when she suddenly stood up and said, "That's enough!"

Zhao Moyan awkwardly withdrew her hand, her face cold as she told him to calm down, calm down, and calm down again. She couldn't possibly be Tian Yu!

Tian Yu and Zhao Moyan walked out of the room together. Tian Yu carefully closed the door, intending to go back to her own room to rest. However, seeing that Zhao Moyan, who was standing in front of the door, showed no sign of leaving, Tian Yu whispered, "Is there anything else, Your Highness?"

"No!"

"Then I'll go back and rest first," Tian Yu said, pointing to her room.

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