In fact, Zhou Qiongyue now prefers this kind of alone time. She doesn’t have to pretend nothing happened; nor does she have to be cautious about saying the wrong thing and worrying those who care about her.
Zhou Qiongyue liked to miss someone quietly like this, wondering in her heart whether Yuan Bohua was doing well over there and whether he had met any acquaintances.
Zhou Qiongyue is happy to live in a place where there are memories of her and Yuan Bohua, as if the people are still there, just going on a long journey.
Zhou Qiongyue stayed alone for a few days and felt that she liked it better this way, so she stayed at home even more.
Zhou Qiongyue often only sees relatives and friends, and has no intention of seeing unimportant people.
Even her granddaughter Yuan Yixuan, whom she and Yuan Bohua raised together, was only occasionally taken in by Zhou Qiongyue to stay with her for a few days.
Yuan Chaokang pondered it carefully and understood his mother's idea. He didn't say much, but went fishing with his mother whenever he had time.
But Yuan Chaokang really has very little free time. When this is mentioned, Yuan Chaokang becomes angry and wants to curse.
The eldest brother was such a wicked man. He wanted to go out and make great achievements, but while he was gone, letters were sent back one after another.
After a long time, Yuan Chaokang could guess what this guy was going to do when he saw different beginnings.
He either asked for advice, or demanded money or something. Or he said he had written a memorial to the emperor and asked him to urge him to do something.
He is not the emperor, and he doesn't even have a proper official position. How can he urge it?
Yuan Chaokang didn't know whether it was his elder brother who was going to clean up the mess or he was the one who was cleaning it up.
Yuan Chaokangjue was not his elder brother at all, he was his ancestor. He was not even so kind to his ancestors.
Moreover, whenever the emperor encountered any trouble in the palace, he would shamelessly come to him, but Yuan Chaokang himself had a lot of things to do.
Yuan Hantao, the only one who could help, had to concentrate on preparing for the imperial examination. The rest of his sons were either too young or not smart enough to help.
So even though Yuan Chaokang is extremely capable, he can only spare very little time.
Yuan Chaokang was confused. Wasn't he a famous playboy in Yuan'an? Why was he so busy? Sometimes he would just go to a brothel with his brothers and still be busy with things.
Fortunately, Zhou Qiongyue is not the kind of person who clings to children. She grows vegetables and flowers by herself, and visits her eldest brother and fifth brother when she feels like it. She can manage to make a living.
It’s just that without the person who has always been with her, she feels that her life has lost a lot of fun.
But she couldn't die just because her life was less fun! She had to live a few more years for the sake of her children.
Time passed by little by little. Zhou Qiongyue felt as if a long time had passed, but in fact, it had only been three years since Yuan Bohua left.
Nothing major happened in these three years. The only major event was probably that my fifth brother Zhou Zhiquan's wife caused trouble and killed herself.
But this was even a happy event for Zhou Qiongyue. If she hadn't considered the face of Yu's child, Zhou Qiongyue would have wanted to set up several tables to celebrate for her fifth brother.
Three years passed and the Yuan Chaochang brothers had also ended their mourning period. Yuan Chaochang was still in the south and had not returned, so Yuan Chaokang and his wife organized a grand ceremony to remove the mourning period.
But Zhou Qiongyue felt even more empty inside. She was afraid that fewer and fewer people would remember Yuan Bohua. She was afraid that that living person would eventually become just a name in her heart.
So that evening, Zhou Qiongyue came to the ancestral hall of the palace alone, carrying peach blossom wine. This peach blossom wine was brewed in the spring of the year Yuan Bohua left, and the two of them watched the servants brew it the whole time.
In the past three years, Zhou Qiongyue had not ordered anyone to dig it up and drink it, but today she wanted to drink it with the prince.
Zhou Qiongyue first poured a cup and placed it in front of Yuan Bohua's tablet, then she sat down next to Yuan Bohua's tablet with a cup in her hand.
"This is the peach blossom wine from the year you left. Do you want to try it? Is it delicious?
I know you'll say it's not strong enough, even without you telling me. But it's your princess's turn to like it! Just make do with it!
I don’t know whether I should lament that time passes quickly or slowly. It’s been three years since you left.
I don’t know if you are doing well over there.”
Zhou Qiongyue finished speaking to herself, took a sip slowly, and said reluctantly: "It's been three years. If the prince is still waiting for me, then don't wait any longer!
I'm still strong and healthy! Maybe I can live for many more years!"
After saying this, Zhou Qiongyue felt even sadder. She didn't say anything, just drank silently. Perhaps a little drunkenness really could dispel all sorrow.
Meanwhile, Yuan Bohua (Wang Hanhao) sat at the entrance of the cave, holding a small piece of low-level monster meat his father had just roasted. He would occasionally take a bite, but more often he would stare blankly at the moon in the sky.
Wang Leping and Rong Xin saw their son like this and just glanced at him and left him alone. Anyway, this son spent most of the day in a daze, and no one knew what he was thinking.
Anyway, they had tried it before, so they knew they weren't stupid. As for what they were thinking, they were busy trying to earn enough cultivation resources for their family of three, so they didn't have time to think about what the child was thinking.
In fact, if they hadn't gotten lucky while looking for a herbal remedy, they would never have planned to have a child so early.
The two of them are just casual cultivators. They spend all day looking for resources without even sleeping, so they don't have time to raise a child.
However, it is not easy for cultivators to have children, and now that the child is here, they are reluctant to give him up.
But it is impossible to raise it in a very delicate way.
Fortunately, this son was also easy to feed. He would eat anything he was given, but he became more and more greedy as he grew up. Every time they took him out to fight monsters, he would look for herbs nearby.
Every time he found something, he would change it into spirit stones and hide it. Even the two of them didn't know where he hid it.
The reason why Wang Hanhao was acting so abnormally today was because he calculated that today was the third year since his death, but this body of his was already over four years old. When he came here, this body was already over one year old.
In the past few years, he has seen many interesting things with his parents, and even had the opportunity to try the legendary immortality.
Although his parents in this life raised him roughly, Wang Hanhao had to admit that his parents in this life were very good to him.
All the spirit stones earned from fighting monsters were used to buy him good things and lay a foundation. He was not a real child, so he knew the value of those things better.
What's more, although his parents in this life are a little poor, they take him with them wherever they go, and he likes this very much.
But the happier he was, the more he missed his princess. He also wanted to earn a lot of spirit stones so that he could buy her nice things when she came.
But every time he saw his tiny hands and feet, he felt infinitely powerless, not to mention the fear in his heart.
What if he never meets his princess again?
Wang Hanhao thought with red eyes, wondering if the princess cried today.
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