After the sisters' backs disappeared, Jiang Huan looked at the person next to her.
Her eyes and brows were instantly filled with a warm smile.
"Ajing, let's go back."
"Okay." Fu Yanjing cheered up and smiled at her.
The two of them were wearing red cloaks of similar styles, supporting each other and walking back slowly.
Liu Mo, Liu Shu, Fu Yi and others who followed behind him have also grown old and have their own families, but they still protect their master.
Jiang Yun came back very quickly, and it only took him half a month to get back from Qingcheng.
The sisters gathered again at Prince Chen's mansion.
Everyone was chatting and laughing happily around the brazier.
The only regret is probably their mother. The mother who loved and cared for them has been gone for many years.
To this day, several people still clearly remember the scene of the whole family gathering together and having meals around the big dining table.
At that time, their mother was still alive.
At that time, they were in their prime.
Jiang Huan sat on Jiang Yun's left, and for the first time ever, Ling Yuan sat on Jiang Yun's right.
Jiang Huan held her second sister's hand affectionately and smiled warmly.
"Sister Yun finally came back from Qingcheng."
Jiang Yun smiled, patted her shoulder gently, and said with a smile, "I dreamed of my Huanhuan. I missed Huanhuan, so Sister Yun came back."
Jiang Huan looked at her sisters proudly and said, "Look, in Sister Yun's heart, I am the most important."
The meaning in those peach blossom eyes is: None of you can compare to me, hehe~~
Jiang Liu and the others couldn't help laughing.
"Yes, yes, you are the most important."
"You are so old, but you are still acting like a spoiled child to your second sister."
Jiang Huan chuckled, and the smile on her face became even brighter. She pulled Jiang Yun and continued chatting and laughing with her sisters.
This sitting lasted for two hours.
After having dinner at Prince Chen’s mansion, the sisters said goodbye and left one after another.
Before they left, Jiang Huan suddenly had an idea and called them to stop.
She hugged Jiang Liu first, pulled the collar of Jiang Liu's cloak, and said with a smile, "It's cold, big sister, you have to be careful and be careful not to catch a cold."
Then Jiang Huan hugged her second sister Jiang Yun, third sister Jiang Xi, and fourth sister Jiang Xuan one by one.
Amid the puzzled looks of several people, Jiang Huan's eyes were filled with tenderness.
"I suddenly remembered that I haven't hugged my sisters for a long time, so I suddenly had the idea to hug you."
Jiang Xi, who was closest to her, patted Jiang Huan on the head as he did when they were children, with an extremely intimate gesture.
"There are still many days to come, and we will have many opportunities to get together."
Jiang Huan nodded obediently without refutation, "Yeah, that's right. Okay, sisters, go back quickly, it will be too late later."
"Okay, you take your brother-in-law back. He is in poor health and can't stand for long periods of time or be exposed to the wind."
Watching the sisters’ backs as they left again.
Jiang Huan held Fu Yanjing's hand tightly, with deep reluctance in her eyes.
Big sister, second sister, third sister, fourth sister, goodbye!
Perhaps, there will be no chance to see each other again in the future!
No one can stay with anyone forever. Even those who are as close as her and Ajing are about to face the separation of life and death.
Jiang Huan lowered her eyes, with a sparkling gleam in them.
It was not until Fu Yanjing shook her hand gently in a soothing manner that she came back to her senses.
"Go back, Ajing."
"good."
…
The next morning.
Above the vast white sky, a bright and scorching sun appeared.
Fu Yanjing looked at the snow scene outside and suddenly said to Jiang Huan.
"Hwanwan, let's go to the Plum Garden. The plum blossoms in the garden are in bloom. I want to go and see them."
"Okay, I'll take you there."
Jiang Huan responded softly, found the wheelchair he had used before, and pushed him to the plum garden.
Behind him were two young secret guards trained by Liu Mo, each holding a set of tea sets in their hands.
Jiang Huan was wearing a red cloak, just like when we first met.
The white-haired man in the wheelchair was wearing a moon-white cloak, which was the same one he wore when he first met Jiang Huan.
The two of them shuttled between the plum blossoms that were in full bloom and as bright as the morning glow.
Fu Yanjing held a gorgeous red plum blossom in his hand like a treasure, but upon closer inspection, the plum blossom was already lifeless.
Jiang Huan glanced at the flower in the man's hand and asked with a smile, "You still keep this plum blossom?"
She could see clearly that the plum blossom in her own Ah Jing's hand was not the one she had given him that year.
Fu Yanjing raised his thin lips slightly, his eyes and brows were filled with deep joy and sweetness, and the emotions in his eyes were so strong that they could not be dissolved.
"This is the first gift you gave me, so I naturally treasure it."
When he received the plum blossom, he ordered someone to preserve it properly, and decades later, it is still intact.
Jiang Huan chuckled softly.
She paused to make sure the wheelchair would not slide.
He walked to the side, picked out a very beautiful red plum blossom, and plucked it with force.
Returning to the man, she stuffed the fresh plum blossoms in her hand into his.
"Here, I folded it myself."
Jiang Huan leaned forward, her tone doting and gentle, "Do you like it?"
As she said this, she kissed the man on his thin lips.
The curve of Fu Yanjing's lips deepened little by little, his eyes were shining, and he stared at her intently, unwilling to look away for a moment.
"I like it. I like everything Huanhuan gives me."
The man paused, looked at her deeply and continued, "But the one I like more is my Huanhuan."
"Haha, Ajing, you are really cute."
Jiang Huan was delighted by the sweet words he suddenly said and kissed him on the lips several times.
The light in someone's eyes becomes brighter and brighter when kissed, and endless sweetness and joy surge in the heart.
After kissing enough, Jiang Huan stood up again and pushed him forward.
As they walked, Jiang Huan recalled, "I remember that I picked up your little black dog in the plum garden, and then I met you. Do you still remember?"
As soon as the words fell, a gleam of light flashed across the eyes of someone in the wheelchair.
He unconsciously raised his thin lips.
How could I not remember.
He let Xiao Hei go and let it run towards where she was.
If not, he would have to find other ways to get to know her.
A stunning glimpse of the Plum Garden back then, a girl wearing a red cloak, her smile more beautiful and charming than any of the plum blossoms in the garden.
She was deeply engraved in his mind and even in his soul, and he still feels her radiance and sparkle.
The whispers of memories from the people behind me continued to echo in my ears, "It's a pity that Xiaobai and Xiaohei have a limited lifespan and can't stay with us forever."
Fu Yanjing's eyes were smiling, and his face couldn't be softer.
As they walked, they came to a pavilion in the plum garden.
Servants had already set up a heater, a warm couch, and a small tea table with tea sets in the pavilion.
Jiang Huan waved her hand and said, "Alright, all of you can go down. The prince and Zheng Jun will stay here for a while."
"yes."
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