Chapter 672 Returning to Cheng'an County to Get Married in a Few Years
Mianmian remained silent in the face of Du Wanchun's question.
Du Wanchun didn't press the matter any further, so she had a maid bring over some of Mianmian's favorite foods. "Here, this is chestnut cake that the nanny made especially for you."
Mianmian turned her head to look. In the days since she left the palace, she had not eaten the palace food for a long time.
But for some reason, she always thought of the dishes she and Qing'er ate at Granny Qu's house during those days.
She withdrew her gaze, looked up at Du Wanchun, and said firmly, "Mother, I still think Brother Qing'er's cooking is the best."
Du Wanchun paused, holding the chestnut cake, and looked at Mianmian, "Has Qing'er ever cooked for you?"
Mianmian nodded. "He cooked for me when we were in the village outside the city. Mother, I want to eat his cooking for the rest of my life."
Du Wanchun smiled, her words were subtle, but she still understood.
She put down the chestnut cake in her hand and said with a smile, "Alright, your mother and father will go and talk to them."
"Thank you, Mother." Mianmian nodded slightly, looked at the chestnut cake again, and this time ate it in big bites.
Mianmian understood that it wasn't that the food in the palace was bad, but that the people who cooked it were different.
Du Wanchun and Mianmian chatted for a while longer before leaving, only leaving when Mianmian fell into a deep sleep that night.
When Zhou Ruiyuan finished his official duties and came to see Mianmian again, he found that she was already asleep, so he did not disturb her.
Du Wanchun led him back to the room. "Ruiyuan, I asked Mianmian, and she is willing to marry Qing'er."
Zhou Ruiyuan wasn't surprised, but there was still some reluctance on his face. "Qing'er is really amazing. He actually managed to persuade Mianmian to come back."
Du Wanchun helped him take off his coat and said gently, "The two of them have had a deep affection for each other since they were young. It's just that Qing'er has never replied to Mianmian's letters all these years, which is why Mianmian has a misunderstanding about him. I suppose they have now cleared up the misunderstanding and understood each other."
Zhou Ruiyuan was speechless. Ever since he heard that the Northern Di had already bestowed the title of Prince upon Qing'er, he no longer rejected Qing'er and Mianmian's marriage as he had in the past.
He reached out and hugged Du Wanchun, then suddenly said sadly, "Yi'er and Mianmian are getting married, does that mean we're getting old?"
Du Wanchun was amused by him, "You're not old, you're not old, look at you, you're still the same as before."
As she spoke, she pulled Zhou Ruiyuan in front of the mirror.
The two men did not look much different from they had in more than ten years, but Zhou Ruiyuan still noticed something was wrong. He was starting to grow gray hair, which is normal for adult men to grow gray hair around the age of forty-five.
However, Zhou Ruiyuan is only in his thirties and his hair is already turning gray, which means he is aging faster than the average person.
On the contrary, Du Wanchun looks exactly the same as when she was seventeen or eighteen.
He gradually formed a guess.
Even when he was in his seventies or eighties, Du Wanchun would still look the same.
Zhou Ruiyuan began to panic, and he turned around and couldn't help but hug Du Wanchun tightly again.
Du Wanchun was a little out of breath from his embrace, so she gently patted his back and asked, "Ruiyuan, what's wrong?"
Zhou Ruiyuan buried his head in her neck and said in a low voice, "It's nothing, I just wanted to hug you."
Du Wanchun vaguely sensed something was amiss and slowly said, "Ruiyuan, don't worry, I will definitely grow old with you in this life."
Zhou Ruiyuan held her quietly without replying.
He was now in a state of inner conflict. He hoped that Du Wanchun could live a carefree and immortal life forever, but he was also afraid that he would grow old, get sick, and die in the future, and be reincarnated again, leaving her alone.
Although Du Wanchun's mother had said that as long as he completed his tribulation this time, he could return with Du Wanchun.
However, his tribulation seemed to be yet to come.
If you don't come in this life, then it will be the next.
Zhou Ruiyuan grew increasingly panicked; he didn't want to be separated from Du Wanchun again.
Du Wanchun cupped his cheeks, stood on tiptoe, and gently kissed his forehead. "Don't worry, I can find you no matter where you are."
Her words warmed Zhou Ruiyuan's heart, and he lowered his head to gently kiss her forehead.
The couple has been married for many years, but they are still as in love as when they first fell in love.
Time seemed to mean nothing to them.
Another year has passed in the blink of an eye.
Winter has passed and spring has arrived; Mianmian has just reached the age of marriage.
Du Wanchun began preparing for Mianmian and Qing'er's wedding.
She came to Mianmian's room early in the morning with a smile and asked her, "Mianmian, today your mother wants to make you a wedding dress. Get up, I'll send someone to take your measurements."
Mianmian was still asleep when she got up and said, "Mother, there's no rush. I don't want to get married so early."
"Not getting married?" Du Wanchun was startled by her words. She had thought that since the two children were in love, they would naturally get married.
Mianmian sat up and smiled, "Qing'er and I have agreed that we will travel around first, and then return to Cheng'an County to get married in a few years."
"Cheng'an County?" Du Wanchun asked in confusion.
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