After saying this, Consort Duan recalled when she first entered Prince An's residence, Lu Xiaoyun called her "Mother Consort" and was slapped more than ten times by Li Huaiying.
Later, on the day of the tea ceremony, she called herself Consort Duan, and was slapped more than ten times by Li Huaiying.
Her face flushed red: "Yes, it was my fault, you..." How could I dare to hope?
Zhu Yu looked at Lu Xiaoyun, and Lu Xiaoyun smiled faintly at him.
Zhu Yu's nose tingled with emotion, and after a long while, he finally managed to utter a slow, drawn-out voice: "Mother..."
Zhu Yu's tears rolled down his cheeks.
Consort Duan's tears rolled down her cheeks as she tightly grasped Zhu Yu's hand: "Hey."
Chunfang wiped away her tears behind her and said with a smile, "Your Highness, it's New Year's Day today, you should be happy. Have you prepared lucky money for the Princess?"
Consort Duan hurriedly wiped away her tears, took out an extremely thick red envelope from her sleeve, and stuffed it into Zhu Yu's hand: "I have my own daughter-in-law."
Zhu Yu took it and stared at it blankly. He was now twenty-three years old, and in the past twenty-three years, his mother had never given him a single New Year's money.
Since his father learned about his background when he was five years old, he has never received any New Year's money.
His father had five princes and four princesses. Every New Year, each of them would receive a thick wad of lucky money, while he could only watch them with envy.
Once he went to ask his mother why other mothers would prepare New Year's money for their sons and daughters, but he didn't.
Unexpectedly, he was slapped by his mother, who called him a jinx and told him to get lost.
That day, he hid in the attic of the Cold Palace and cried for a long time. He couldn't understand why his mother was treating him like this.
Since then, every Chinese New Year, he would hide alone in a corner far away.
They no longer even attend the family dinner on New Year's Eve.
Anyway, no one will remember that the emperor had a fourth prince.
Large tears fell onto the red envelope, blurring their vision.
Consort Duan grasped Zhu Yu's hand tightly: "Chunfang, I have ginseng and lingzhi that the Emperor bestowed upon me years ago in my storeroom. Find them and give them to Xiaoyun to nourish her body later."
"Yes, I understand."
Lu Xiaoyun frowned: "Mother, what about mine? I want New Year's money too."
Chunfang smiled, pursing her lips.
Consort Duan deliberately put on a stern face: "How old are you? Still jealous of your own wife?"
Zhu Yu felt a warmth in his heart as he looked at Lu Xiaoyun, thinking of his wife.
But her eyes were clear, and she seemed completely oblivious to the awkwardness she felt upon hearing those two words.
She stretched out her hand in front of Consort Duan and said, "I dare not, but I want it too."
Consort Duan, though her face was still wet with tears, smiled and took out another red envelope from her bosom, stuffing it into Lu Xiaoyun's hand: "Yes, Yu'er has one too."
Lu Xiaoyun squeezed her own red envelope, then turned to squeeze Zhu Yu's red envelope: "Mother, you're being unfair. His red envelope is thicker than mine."
Consort Duan gave her a reproachful look, then grabbed Chunfang's hand and headed towards the flower hall.
Zhu Yu knew that Lu Xiaoyun was doing it on purpose. He stopped crying and smiled, wiped away his tears, smiled slightly at Lu Xiaoyun, put his hand in her big hand, and pulled her to follow behind Consort Duan and the other two.
Lu Xiaoyun snatched the red envelope from Zhu Yu's hand: "This is a red envelope from my mother, let's exchange it."
Zhu Yu quickly put his hands behind his back: "I won't exchange them, this is a red envelope from my mother."
The nasal tone is still very strong.
Consort Duan glanced at her noisy son and daughter-in-law, smiled, and quietly pulled Chunfang along. The two quickened their pace. These two young people were really something, with them still here, yet they were so shameless.
Chunfang glanced back secretly and smiled, "The prince and princess have such a good relationship."
Consort Duan smiled and nodded. Fortunately, things hadn't gotten out of hand.
Behind him, Zhu Yu retreated step by step until he was finally cornered by Lu Xiaoyun.
"I'm a man!" Lu Xiaoyun pushed herself forward to grab it.
Zhu Yu chuckled and glanced sideways at her crotch: "Fake."
Lu Xiaoyun's face darkened: "Who said it's fake? Do you want me to take it out and show it to you?"
Zhu Yu blushed: "Shameless! Tell me, have you been secretly peeping at my body lately?"
Lu Xiaoyun blushed: "Who said that? I... I even put a pair of chopsticks in the bathroom. It's just that I was a little clumsy the first time and almost broke them."
Zhu Yu's lips twitched violently; that was his little brother.
Lu Xiaoyun pulled the person into her arms and looked down at the petite girl in front of her: "Behave yourself and hand it over. This is the New Year's money that your mother gave to your daughter-in-law."
The words "daughter-in-law" warmed Zhu Yu's ears.
He suddenly felt a pang of regret for giving her the "divorce agreement" yesterday.
I must have been out of my mind yesterday.
His neck and the hair on the top of his head were filled with Lu Xiaoyun's scent; the pine resin on her body enveloped him completely.
Zhu Yu looked up, their eyes met, and Lu Xiaoyun's deep, mellow voice was extremely captivating. He couldn't help but swallow, his gaze lingering on her lips.
Her lips were sweet; he had already tasted them.
Zhu Yu slowly approached.
Lu Xiaoyun noticed Zhu Yu's actions and hurriedly let go of him, coughing lightly, "Let's go, let's go, I don't want it anymore. They're all waiting for us to eat."
Zhu Yu's eyes flickered, and he looked up at the person in front of him: "Is it soft? Is it short?"
"What?"
Zhu Yu gestured towards Lu Xiaoyun's area with his lip: "This, it's neither soft nor short, right?"
Lu Xiaoyun's face turned bright red instantly.
This is neither soft nor short.
Every morning when I wake up, that guy is so arrogant.
The first time, I didn't dare to look closely because I had poor eyesight.
He turned and left.
There's always this feeling of that thing dangling around in my crotch.
Zhu Yu chuckled and leaned closer to Lu Xiaoyun: "Do you like children?"
Lu Xiaoyun didn't understand what he meant. She glanced at his stomach and smiled teasingly: "What, does my queen want to give me a son or daughter?"
As soon as the words left her mouth, Lu Xiaoyun was filled with regret. How could she, with her pig brain, forget that Zhu Yu was poisoned and that the dog emperor wanted him to be childless?
She said awkwardly, "Yes, I'm sorry, Zhu Yu, I didn't mean it. But don't worry, my friend Ayan has been researching the antidote for the past few days, and I believe we'll have results soon."
Zhu Yu smiled and shook his head: "It's nothing. So, you like children, right?"
Lu Xiaoyun shook her head repeatedly: "No, I don't like it. Other people's children are cute, and it's okay to play with them occasionally, but raising a child myself would be a headache."
While at the orphanage, she and Ayan saw countless four- or five-year-old children calling out "Grandma Director" hundreds of times a day.
It is truly daunting.
Zhu Yu pursed his lips, understanding.
So he wanted to find an opportunity to steal the divorce papers back from Lu Xiaoyun.
Oh, right, and his personal seal, we have to steal that too.
In case she learns his handwriting and ends up writing herself a letter of divorce.
After all, Lu Yuyan's gaze always held an unfriendly tone.
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