Yun Qingluo carefully supported Yuan Qingling's slender arm, and the two slowly walked towards the courtyard where Yuan Qingling lived.
Upon entering the courtyard, the scene that came into view was almost identical to what Yun Qingluo remembered.
The pear tree in the yard still stands tall and straight, while the swing beneath it hangs quietly, as if silently telling the story of the past.
However, the swing was now covered by a thick layer of snow, making it almost unrecognizable.
Yuan Qingling also stopped to admire the beautiful scenery, and she said with a smile:
"In winter, this courtyard looks rather desolate. Mother specially instructed the housekeeper to buy a batch of winter plum blossoms and transplant them to your courtyard."
When these wintersweet trees were first transplanted here, there wasn't even a single bud to be seen. Who could have imagined that they would now be blooming so beautifully, defying the snow and blossoming so vibrantly?
Yun Qingluo released Yuan Qingling's arm, walked lightly towards the potted plants, bent down slightly, approached the plum blossoms, and gently inhaled their delicate fragrance.
This cool fragrance, though subtle, possesses a unique charm that captivates and fascinates.
"Wow, it's so beautiful and smells so good. Mother, you've gone to so much trouble. Sister-in-law, you must have put in a lot of effort and thought into this as well. Thank you for your hard work, sister-in-law." Yun Qingluo straightened up and looked at Yuan Qingling with gratitude.
Mother's health has never been very good, and Father would certainly not want Mother to be too tired to handle this matter, so in the end, this matter will mostly have to be completed by my gentle, virtuous, and capable sister-in-law.
Yuan Qingling was genuinely pleased to see that Yun Qingluo immediately recognized it as her achievement.
But she smiled sweetly and said, "Speaking of which, it was your eldest brother and your second brother who did it all themselves. I was worried that they wouldn't survive if they were transplanted here, so I specially had them made into potted plants and transplanted them directly. When your eldest brother and your second brother heard about this, they took turns supervising the work, while I actually contributed the least."
Yun Qingluo chuckled and returned to Yuan Qingling's side, helping her walk into the house.
"This shows that the eldest brother cares about his sister-in-law. It's a good thing that the eldest brother is so caring. Sister-in-law can ask him to do whatever he wants. I bet the eldest brother is already overjoyed."
Yuan Qingling said shyly, "My husband is busy all day long, working hard outside. How could I bother him with such a small matter?"
Yun Qingluo strongly disagreed, "Sister-in-law, perhaps eldest brother enjoys it."
Yuan Qingling seemed to be deep in thought.
The two talked for a while in Yuan Qingling's room, and Yuan Qingling took the initiative to say, "You look tired too, why don't you take a nap first, and I'll go back and rest too."
Yun Qingluo nodded and did not try to stop her.
The Yun family members hadn't finished their discussion yet.
"Yunying, haven't they finished their business yet?" Yun Qingluo asked Yunying, who was admiring the plum blossoms in the courtyard, as she walked to the door.
Yunying nodded. "I went to see him again earlier. A few people were naming Young Master Yi."
Yun Qingluo nodded. "Go and bring the two little ones back. Let them sleep for a while too."
Yunying nodded and hurriedly went out of the courtyard to greet the person.
"Mother, Mother, you asked Sister Yunying to find us, is it because you miss us?" Mo Zhiyuan's childish and joyful voice came from afar.
At that moment, Yun Qingluo was bending over, concentrating on tidying up the bedding on the bed.
Upon hearing Mo Zhiyuan's call, he quickly put down what he was doing and went out to greet her.
"Yes, your mother missed you, so she asked Sister Yunying to bring you back. Did you have fun at your grandfather's place? Were you naughty and disturbed your grandfather and his family's conversation?"
"No, not at all. My brother and I were very well-behaved. We even asked for his opinion halfway through. He's really good. Grandfather praised him highly." Mo Zhiyuan said proudly, as if she were the one being praised.
"You're so wonderful, your mother is so proud of you."
Yun Qingluo smiled and picked up the two children. Mo Junye struggled a little, "Mother is tired. I can walk by myself."
Mo Zhiyuan followed suit, saying, "Yes, Mother is tired, Zhiyuan will walk by herself."
Yun Qingluo smiled and said, "Even if Mother is tired, she can still carry you. Mother wants to carry you into the house. How about fulfilling Mother's wish?"
The two of them obediently replied "okay".
Seeing this, Yun Qingluo kissed the two of them on the cheek. "Good boy/girl. Come on, let's go inside. Your mother made you pajamas out of very soft material. Change into them later and sleep with your mother for a while."
After saying that, he walked into the house.
Yunying had already lifted the curtain, and only lowered it after Yun Qingluo entered the room.
Although no one had lived in the house for a long time, it was spotless and very clean.
Moreover, there was a ground heating system, which made it very warm. It was so hot that Yun Qingluo changed into a thin set of clothes.
"Come on, let's get down first and take off our outer clothes, otherwise we'll get sweaty later." Yun Qingluo said as she put the two children down.
Mo Zhiyuan magically pulled a small purse from her bosom. "Mother, I brought you some delicious food. Brother brought some too."
After saying that, Mo Zhiyuan looked at Mo Junye, winked and gestured for him to take it out quickly.
Mo Junye took out a small, purplish-red purse from his sleeve, somewhat embarrassed.
“Mother, these are new pastries that my eldest aunt sent to the study. She said they are new creations by the imperial chefs in the mansion, and they are delicious. Mother, please try them.” Mo Zhiyuan carefully took the pastries out of her purse.
The pastries were probably crushed due to the pressure along the way.
Mo Zhiyuan's eyes immediately reddened, and she pouted aggrievedly, "The pastries are broken and they don't look good anymore. Mother, I'm sorry, Zhiyuan didn't protect the pastries well."
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