The grass on the lawn was still green.
The sunlight was also bright and cheerful.
There was a breeze, a bit chilly.
Princess Huiyun recognized this person.
She had just seen her yesterday, leaving a deeply memorable impression.
After all, there weren't many people in this world who would address her as "auntie" so casually.
"Let me help you inside. This wind will make you catch a cold. Dying from a cold is very unpleasant - you'll keep coughing and coughing until finally your internal organs come out with blood. It's an ugly way to die."
Qin Luoxia glanced at this "auntie". Despite her gray-white hair, her features were strikingly beautiful, save for a scar on her right cheek. Though the scar was rather large, about a finger's width, it didn't detract from her beauty.
While others might find the scar frightening, Qin Luoxia felt a sense of familiarity.
Her dear Feng also had a scar on his face.
Following the auntie's directions, Qin Luoxia carried her into a room.
It was clean, spacious, and very warm.
The floor was even covered with thick grass mats that were pleasantly warm.
How strange for the floor to be heated.
As per the auntie's request, they took off their shoes before entering.
Qin Luoxia had large feet, and surprisingly, so did this auntie.
The floor felt warm beneath their feet.
Qin Luoxia lowered her head to look at the auntie across from her, examining her carefully for a moment before her eyes suddenly widened.
This auntie's lazy demeanor was exactly like her little daughter's. Not only did they look alike, but their mannerisms were identical.
If she hadn't given birth to the child herself, she would have doubted whether Mianmian was really her own, thinking this auntie might be Mianmian's true mother instead.
It was terrifying.
"You?"
Princess Huiyun twirled her hair around her finger and said, "I should be your husband's aunt. Doesn't that little girl look like her great-aunt?"
Hearing these words, Qin Luoxia became excited.
"Really?" The lack of caring elders had always been a painful point for her husband. Qin Luoxia could sense that although her husband often went to provoke that old nun, it was actually because of love in his heart that there was hatred.
If there was no love or hate, he wouldn't have bothered with her at all.
"Are you really my husband's aunt?"
Princess Huiyun nodded. Why would she lie? If she wasn't his aunt, with this woman calling her "auntie" over and over, she would have thrown her down the mountain by now.
In an instant, the strong and robust Qin Luoxia hugged the old woman and burst into tears: "Aunt, we've finally found you. We've suffered so much, my husband has suffered so much. Aunt, oh, Aunt, why have you only come now?"
Princess Huiyun was completely trapped in the strong woman's embrace, unable to break free. But seeing this woman cry so hard, she wondered what great grievances she must have endured. Thinking about it, it made sense - her nephew had suffered a tragic fate and died young, and this woman had raised several children on her own, raising them well. She must have endured many hardships.
The woman hugged her, sobbing loudly, but Princess Huiyun felt prickly sensations all over the woman's body and had trouble breathing.
She pushed the woman away forcefully, only to see her sheepishly remove hidden weapons and poison needles from her chest, body, and legs, along with several flying daggers, knives, razor blades, long needles, and a long whip...
Watching this woman remove various weapons from her body one by one, Princess Huiyun, who had always lived a carefree life, suddenly felt tears in her eyes. How difficult and frightening must life have been for this woman to carry so many lethal weapons on her person?
She was never one for kind words or praise, but at this moment, she couldn't help but pat the head of this tall, strong woman who had collapsed before her and say, "It's alright now, it's alright. From now on, Auntie will protect you all. With Auntie here, nothing bad will happen to you."