"I haven't been here for a while. Are you all talking about romantic nights?" Xia Yuanqiu put the two dishes in front of his grandfather.

Zhu Yan said: "it's just chatting about home affairs!"

Xia Yuanqiu glanced at all the people sitting there and expressed his disbelief in Zhu Yan's mind, but he still happily finished the meal.

After dinner, Zhao Yonghe takes Xia Yuanqiu to the bamboo house.

"Yuanqiu, do you know who was the former owner of Zhuju?" Zhao Yonghe asked.

Xia Yuanqiu smiles and says, "my aunt has this question. The owner of the bamboo house must be my mother."

Zhao Yonghe also said with a smile: "you are a girl. You are really smart. It is your mother who used to be the owner of the bamboo house. She lived in the bamboo house before she got married. After your mother got married, her father refused to let others live in the bamboo house. He just let her take care of the bamboo house and wait for your mother to return to her home. But who knows, when your mother left, it turned out to be a farewell. Your grandfather wanted to remember Your mother keeps the bamboo house empty all the time. When he thinks about your mother, he comes in to sit down. Every plant and tree here still keeps the same appearance as your mother used to be. "

Xia Yuanqiu nodded and felt a lot of emotion in her heart. She could imagine how beautiful Baili Yunyu was. Otherwise, how could the emperor never forget her. Unfortunately, she had a bad life.

"Thank you for telling me that!"

Zhao Yonghe patted her on the back of the hand and said with a smile: "silly child, you are Yunyu's daughter, just like my own daughter. Don't be polite to me. You can tell me what you need, you know?"

Xia Yuanqiu nodded and her eyes were slightly red.

In her previous life, her parents died when she was young, and she was brought up by her grandfather. Since she can remember, she has never experienced her mother's kindness. After school every day, she can only enviously watch her classmates take her mother's hand to go home, but she goes back and forth alone in the car sent by her grandfather.

In this life, as soon as she woke up, she knew that she was an orphan without father and mother. Although she found out her life experience, her mother died early, her father was not kind, her grandmother did not love her, and she was no different from the orphan.

Fortunately, she has a grandfather who loves her like a grandfather, and now she has an aunt who treats her as a daughter. She feels unprecedented warmth, and her eyes become moist involuntarily.

She doesn't turn her head. She dries the wet tears around her eyes with the wind. She doesn't want to cry. She wants to laugh and live.

Zhao Yonghe takes her to the room. The bedding on the bed is new and exquisite.

They sat down at the table in the room. Zhao Yonghe poured a cup of warm tea for Xia Yuanqiu and said, "Yuanqiu, you have been married to the prince for more than a year. How can you not be happy yet?"

Xia Yuanqiu's face was rosy, and he said with a smile, "maybe it's not fate

Zhao Yonghe is an expert in gynecology. She doesn't believe in fate. It's a common thing for young couples to be in love when they stay together at night. If it wasn't for the girl and boy who have no problems, they would have been happy early.

He reached for Xia Yuanqiu's wrist: "I'll give you a pulse!"

Xia Yuanqiu finally understood why her grandfather wanted to drive her today. It turned out that there was a table of people sitting around to discuss her fertility problems. My God -

since she could become the valley master's wife of Yaowang Valley, she would not be bad at medicine, so Xia Yuanqiu let her aunt call her pulse.

Zhao Yonghe called for a while, his brow slightly frowned, and he doubted: "your pulse looks strange."

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