Pei Xiuran was unconvinced, "What do you mean by 'pie'? I'm just missing my grandpa, and my father sent me here to reunite with him."
"You're just being stubborn." Pei Xiuming replied indifferently.
He sighed again and took his sister's hand, "Let's go, grandma misses you too."
At the foot of the Jokhang Temple, Pei Jian, like he did five years ago, held Tu Qingyu's hand and walked up step by step.
Both of them were wearing the same Buddhist beads in their hands, admiring the beautiful flowers blooming on the roadside along the way, but their mood was very different from five years ago.
This time, not everyone I met on the road hid away.
Occasionally, when they are brave enough, they will come over and say hello.
"Sister Qingyu!"
After burning incense and arriving at the back mountain, Tu Qingyu heard a familiar voice.
When I turned around, I saw Liang Yue holding Yu Jingyuan's arm.
Two years earlier, Prince Zhaohe died, and Yu Jingyuan inherited Prince Zhaohe's mansion.
Pei Jian nodded lightly at him, "Prince Yu."
Yu Jingyuan: "Master Pei, you are too polite."
After saying that, he looked at Tu Qingyu again, "Sister Qingyu, how are you these days?"
Today, Yu Jingyuan has long lost his youthful childishness and has become more steady, with the demeanor of a young prince.
The look he gave Tu Qingyu was frank and honest, and the admiration he had in his early years was long gone.
Instead, when he turned his head to look at his wife, there was an unwavering tenderness in his eyes.
"I'm fine." Tu Qingyu looked at Liang Yue gently, "You've been pregnant for almost five months, right?"
Liang Yue nodded, "Yes, five months old."
Tu Qingyu: "It doesn't look obvious at all, and her complexion is good, which shows that this thing in her stomach is painful."
Liang Yue pursed her lips and smiled gently.
Yu Jingyuan took her hand and said, "She just said she was going to see the peach blossoms. We'll take our leave now. My Lord and Madam, have fun."
They walked away hand in hand in the place where the mountain flowers were in full bloom. Looking at their backs, they were both happy.
Tu Qingyu smiled and lowered her head, just like five years ago, she picked the most beautiful flowers and made two bracelets.
This time, Pei Jian wore it more casually than last time.
"How come Master Pei doesn't find it ugly?"
"I've never complained."
"Really? Then why did you lose the bracelet after you got it back last time?"
“It’s not lost.”
"Not lost? Where did you put it?"
On the way down the mountain, she lay on Pei Jian's back and asked questions one by one.
Seeing Pei Jian silent, she leaned over to his ear and asked, "Is it in the secret room in your study?"
Pei Jian paused, and Tu Qingyu, who was lying on his back, could clearly feel the stiffness in his muscles.
After a long while, he spoke again, "You already know?"
"Yeah, I knew that a long time ago." She patted his shoulder, "Keep going, Uncle Pei. At this speed, when will we reach the foot of the mountain?"
"Or is it that you are getting older and this is no longer possible?"
Pei Jian's face darkened. "You'll know soon whether it works or not."
…
Pei Jian, Duke Dingguo of Daxuan and the emperor's tutor, loved his wife all his life. After he got his wife, there was no other woman around him.
He and Tu Qingyu, the youngest daughter of Minister Tu, are not only a couple with outstanding achievements, but also an enviable couple in terms of love.
The two of them had two sons and one daughter. Both children were famous civil officials in Daxuan, and the daughter was even a famous queen who ruled the country from behind the scenes.
"Didn't they say that Master Pei had a son in his early years?"
"What? He was adopted from the clan when Madam Pei was still alive. Later, he made a mistake and was driven out by Master Pei. After that..."
"What happened next? Tell me quickly."
"After that, he seemed to have suffered a major change. He completely collapsed, sold all his family property, and then became an alcoholic. In the end, he seemed to have fallen into a lake and drowned."
"Ah? This ending is really quite sad."
"What are you sighing about? It was his own fault."
"Too."
…
--【over】
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