Chapter 327 We Can Meet Again
Liu Yuetang's eyes were filled with tears. She squatted down, her voice trembling, "Yuer..."
"It's mother, it's mother."
She reached out her hand, but didn't have the courage to hold her daughter in her arms.
Sang Ning smiled happily and asked curiously, "Princess, how do you know she is your mother?"
Xiyue turned to look at Sang Ning and said crisply, "I've seen him in a painting."
Then she turned her head and looked at Liu Yuetang intently, raising her lips slightly: "Mother, you are more beautiful than in the painting."
When she smiled, her eyes curved into crescents and two shallow dimples appeared at the corners of her mouth, as if filled with honey.
Hearing her repeatedly call her "mother," Liu Yuetang's eyes grew hotter, tears rolling down her cheeks. She raised her hand to stroke Xiyue's small shoulder and choked out tears, saying, "Yuer is also very beautiful, and even more obedient and lovely than mother imagined."
She really didn't expect that Yue'er would walk towards her as soon as she got off the carriage and call her mother.
She thought she would blame herself and complain about herself, but she smiled and said that she was more beautiful than in the painting.
Xiyue raised her hand to wipe away the tears on Liu Yuetang's face, and said softly, "Mother, why are you crying?"
"If you cry, you'll turn into a little cat. You won't be pretty at all."
As she spoke, she held up a doll in her hand and said, "Look, this is a gift from me to you. My mother and I made it together."
Looking at the doll in her arms, Liu Yuetang's tears flowed more and more violently. Finally, she could no longer control her emotions and held her daughter's small body in her arms.
She pressed her face tightly against Xiyue's soft cheek. The warm touch made her heart tremble. She choked and repeated, "Yuer, mother is sorry for you... I'm really sorry for you..."
The rainbow in the sky gradually faded away, leaving its last ray of light on the embracing figures of the two people.
Liu Yuetang caressed the warm and soft body in her arms over and over again.
She was an incompetent mother. For the sake of freedom and disputes, she had not been able to hold her child properly for two years.
The warmth in my arms at this moment is so real.
Soft-hearted, guilty, happy...
Even though two years have passed, this blood-related family relationship cannot be severed or cut off.
Just like the body temperature tightly pressed against each other at this moment, hot and real.
Xiyue stayed in Lanyue for three whole months.
Originally, Liu Yuetang was a little worried that she would not be able to adapt to the life in Lanyue, but after she came, she had a lot of fun, running around like the wind, making everyone on the grassland laugh.
When the sun rose, Zong Zhengjun took her to dance on the grassland full of geraniums, and ran with her to chase the sheep. When they were tired, they lay on the grass, watching the white clouds slowly floating in the blue sky, and blowing the grass in their mouths.
After lunch, Sang Ning took her to the cool and comfortable stream to catch fish and play in the water. When they were tired of playing, they picked wild fruits to eat.
Occasionally I would go to the desert to watch the rolling yellow sand and listen to the jingling of camel bells.
However, what she liked most was to slide down the sand dunes with her knees hugged. Every time she came back, she looked like a little cat that had just rolled in the sand, with a bright smile on her face, and even the fine sand on the tip of her nose exuded a sense of happiness and brilliance.
At night, Zong Zheng Chenbi would take her to dance around the campfire and tell her the story of Lan Yue.
Or, Liu Yuetang would sit with her outside the tent and look at the starry sky.
Xiyue pointed at the stars excitedly and chattered non-stop, her little mouth never getting tired.
However, such happy times are always short-lived. The three-month deadline is soon up, and Xiyue has to return to Jingyuan.
The one who sent Xiyue back to Jingyuan was Zongzheng Chenbi's husband, Sang Ning's father.
Liu Yuetang and Sang Ning sent Xiyue to the edge of Jingyuan City before waving goodbye reluctantly.
After the carriage had moved a few steps, Xiyue poked her head out from behind the curtains and said loudly, "Mother, Yue'er will come to see you and Aunt Sangning again next year."
Liu Yuetang smiled with tears in her eyes and said loudly, "Okay! Mother is waiting for Yue'er."
Although she was reluctant to leave this time, Liu Yuetang was no longer sad.
At least, Yue'er remembers her as her mother.
At least, they will meet again one day.
I can also accompany her to stroll in the grassland, see the flowers on the grassland, and appreciate the moon in the desert.
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The carriage arrived all the way to the palace. After getting off the sedan chair, Xiyue insisted on walking back to the palace and was unwilling to ride in the sedan chair.
When passing through the Imperial Garden, I suddenly caught a glimpse of a little boy in a moon-white robe standing on the top of the blue-gray rockery. He was about six years old and was standing on tiptoe to reach the bright red roses blooming in the crevice of the rock.
"Hey!" Xiyue immediately walked to the foot of the rockery, tilted her neck upwards and called out, "That flower has thorns, you can't pick it!"
The boy had just plucked a flower when he stopped dead in his tracks by the sound.
He lowered his eyes and saw a girl in a rose-colored skirt standing at the foot of the rockery. The sunlight just hit her face, which was pink and tender, and her eyes were bright as if they contained stars. But she was full of a delicate pride.
"Who are you?" The boy frowned slightly and looked at her carefully.
Xiyue tilted her head slightly, her hands resting on her waist, the silver bells on the ends of her braids swaying gently with her movements: "Don't you recognize me?"
"Why should I recognize you?" There was a hint of disdain in his childish voice.
"Then do you recognize me?"
Xiyue raised her chin. "Tell me about it. I don't believe you. Your status is higher than mine!"
The boy cleared his throat and said, "Then listen!"
"My great aunt is the Empress Wen Yi of the previous dynasty.
My grandfather is the Duke of Xie of the current dynasty."
My mother is Princess Minghui, and my father is the Minister of War."
"And I..." He paused slightly, and raised his chin with some pride: "I am the only child of the Song family's descendants - Song Yizhou."
I thought that after he introduced himself, the little girl under the rockery would be frightened and stunned, but when she didn't find her, she snorted disdainfully.
There was a hint of childish sarcasm in his voice: "I haven't heard of anything you mentioned, but your name sounds like a sinking ship."
The smug look on Song Yizhou's face froze for a moment, then his face turned red. In his entire life, no one had ever dared to speak to him like this.
He looked at Xiyue angrily, then stood firm and said, "Who are you then? Tell me."
Xiyue tilted her little face up, her eyes slightly raised, revealing a cunningness that didn't match her age: "Who am I? I'm afraid if I tell you, you'll be so scared!"
She paused, then cleared her throat like Song Yizhou did, "Listen!"
“My great uncle is the king of Lanyue Kingdom.
My mother is the princess of Lanyue Kingdom.
My brother is the eldest son of the current emperor.
My mother is the current queen.
My father is the current emperor."
Seeing Song Yizhou startled, she curled her lips and turned her head leisurely: "And I... am the legitimate princess of the current dynasty - Princess Jianing."
Song Yizhou widened his eyes, his face full of disbelief.
He heard from his father that a few months ago, the current emperor bestowed a title on the princess, and then the princess went to Lanyue Kingdom.
I have heard for a long time that this legitimate princess has been spoiled by the emperor and empress since she was a child, and is protected by the empress dowager. She is extremely pampered and no one in the harem dares to disobey her.
When I saw it today, I didn’t expect it to be such a cute little baby.
However, there is an unlovable arrogance in the cuteness.
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