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So she suppressed her cry. That was her daughter whom she had been thinking about day and night. She was happy, really happy.
"Wen'er, Wen'er," Mrs. Lu called her name repeatedly, "You're here, you're here to see your mother."
"Lv Xiaoxiao." Jin Xiwen seemed very impatient.
This title really made Mrs. Lu feel disappointed, but it didn't matter. It was good enough that her Wen'er came to see her.
It’s good enough that her Wen’er is healthy.
"Well, please sit down first. I'll get you some snacks. I remember you love sweet-scented osmanthus cake the most..."
"Lü Xiaoxiao."
Jin Xiwen called out Lu's name again, interrupting what she was about to say.
"No, I'll just say two things."
There was a dull look in Mrs. Lu's eyes. She took the step forward and then took it back. She tried hard to look happier. After all, Wen'er came to see her, and she had to smile.
"You say it, you say it."
Jin Xiwen: "First, you don't have to go to the party tonight, let me go."
"This..." Lu hesitated for a moment, "Why?"
"Don't ask me why." Jin Xiwen's tone was cold. "Just stay in the room honestly, and I'll do the rest. You don't need to know."
"That……"
"Also," Jin Xiwen interrupted Mrs. Lu again, "Don't send me those things anymore. I don't need them."
What Mrs. Lu actually wanted to say just now was that if you want to go, you can tell your father and she will agree.
But when she heard the last sentence, her heart ached a little.
The "things" her daughter was talking about were the sweet-scented osmanthus cakes she had made herself. Wasn't that her favorite? Why did she say she didn't need them anymore...
Jin Xiwen added again: "Besides, I hate the smell of osmanthus the most, so please don't give it to me anymore."
Mrs. Lu nodded woodenly, and the wrinkles between Jin Xiwen's brows were smoothed out. Then she went out like a gust of wind.
Lu's hair was blown up by the wind, and she didn't come to her senses until it fell back onto its owner's face.
My mind is full of "I don't like the smell of osmanthus..."
What happened to her child? When she was little, she pulled her sleeves and said, "Mother, osmanthus flowers are so beautiful! I like osmanthus flowers the most..."
What happened...
Jin Xiwen came out quickly. As she disappeared into the night, a tear slipped from the corner of her eye. She raised her hand woodenly to wipe it away.
I thought, why am I still crying?
She doesn't eat chili anymore.
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In the evening.
Jin Suting changed her clothes, and Qin Er also brought the birthday gift that she had just brought back from the ice storage in the East Palace.
There was also the egg yolk pastry that Jin Suting had just baked, and they all got on the old general's carriage.
Jin Xiyan and Lu were also in the car, and both of them were dressed up specially today.
Jin Wade rode a horse in front.
The atmosphere in the carriage was very subtle. No one spoke along the way, and the old general did not try to make small talk to ease the awkward atmosphere as he usually did.
The birthday gifts were loaded into another car and kept by Qin'er.
But they arrived soon and the car drove into the palace.
There were towering red palace walls on both sides. Jin Suting did not feel as emotional and unfamiliar as the first time she came to the palace.
She even felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
Maybe it’s because this is where Helan Ruizhe grew up.
The car stopped in front and Jin Suting was the last one to get off. After she got off, Qin'er was already waiting for her with the red box containing the birthday gift.
In the other hand there was a small box filled with egg yolk pastries.
The old general and Mrs. Lu walked in front, and she and Jin Xiyan walked behind.
Jin Xiyan seldom entered the palace. Today she was wearing a bright red dress and, to attract attention, she also put a lot of pearl hairpins and jewelry on her head. She swayed and looked precarious when she walked.
Jin Suting was worried about her. It would be so embarrassing if everyone scattered.
But Jin Xiyan herself didn't think so. She didn't know where she got her sense of superiority from. Taking advantage of the fact that the old general couldn't hear their conversation, she lowered her voice and taunted Jin Suting: "Sister, are you here to attend the funeral today?"
There were people everywhere, and behind them were palace maids and eunuchs. What kind of brain did Jin Xiyan have? How dare she say such things?
Jin Suting was only wearing light pink today, which made her look a little pale.
Because it was the Queen Mother's birthday, she didn't want to steal the limelight, so she chose a light color and only tied up half of her hair, fixing it with a pearl hairpin that was not outstanding, restrained and noble, but also red.
It wasn't as serious as what Jin Xiyan said, that it was like coming to attend a funeral.
"You better watch your mouth."
She whispered back.
Some of the palace maids following behind accidentally laughed out loud, but were glared back at by Jin Xiyan.
She looked unhappy, stamped her feet and quickened her pace.
It felt like walking in the same row with Jin Suting was embarrassing.
The palace roads seemed endlessly long. They passed through one palace road after another and through one palace gate after another.
Finally I saw the main hall.
Jin Xiyan was already exhausted and out of breath. With such a heavy burden on her head, how could she not be tired?
Jin Suting felt that it was acceptable. She was born with a weak body, but during this period, she often walked and exercised, so it was not too tiring.
But Qin'er had to walk such a long way while carrying a very heavy birthday gift.
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