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The old man smiled brilliantly. A brilliant glow appeared on his wrinkled face and his callused hands gently caressed Gu Qingyi's temples. Although she was looking at him, Gu Qingyi could clearly feel that she was looking at someone else through him. Needless to say, she knew this person. That person was … Princess Anping, her mother.

"Miss was like this when she was young."

After who knows how long, the elder took back his hand and said, "This old servant was able to live to see little miss, little miss is able to rest in peace in heaven."

The old man said, tears welling up again.

Logically speaking, Princess Anping was the direct descendant of His Majesty. Even if she was the princess' wet nurse, she shouldn't have called her 'Miss' … Gu Qingyi felt even more suspicious …

There seemed to be a lot of things that he did not understand.

However, it was fine, she had plenty of time to slowly understand it.

"Come on, come on, it's time to talk. Young Miss, come in with this old servant! "

Wiping away her tears, the old woman bowed slightly before taking half a step back to guide Gu Qingyi through the door.

It had to be said that she was worthy of being called the senior servant that served by the princess's side. Although so many years had passed and she had become old and unrecognizable, the rules had still not been set.

Back then, in order to match up to that man, Gu Qingyi had put in effort to learn these rules as well.

However, compared to those senior servants who taught him how to behave, this old lady was clearly a cut above them.

Although her clothes were tattered, it couldn't stop her majesty. This majesty had been tempered through countless years. It was something that went deep into the bone marrow and wasn't something that could be changed just by changing into another set of clothes.

It wasn't hard to tell from this decaying courtyard that their lives hadn't been good over the years. They could even be considered to be in a mess. However, she was still able to maintain her demeanor …

"Young Miss, please take a seat."

The faded teacher's chair was wiped spotless, so it was easy to see the care of the owner. The old woman obediently led Gu Qingyi through the door and sat her down.

During this process, Gu Qingyi paid particular attention to it … She was secretly shocked. She had to admit that this old man was truly powerful. His every move was flawless. She believed that even the strictest mama would not be able to find any fault with him.

"Young Miss, please have some tea." In next to no time, the old man brought out a cup of tea with both hands.

A white jade teacup, with a yellow tooth tip floating in the clear tea. The faint fragrance of the tea wafted in the air, instantly making people forget about the simple and shabby appearance of this place.

Gu Qingyi was not a tea addict. As a doctor, tea was antiseptic, so she rarely touched it. In her previous life, to cater to that person's preferences, she had specially studied making tea. It wasn't an easy task to brew a pot of good tea. On the other hand, it took a lot of effort to brew a pot of tea.

"I would like to know... I want to know how my mother died. And … "And how I lost it all those years ago."

Taking a deep breath, Gu Qingyi put down the teacup and opened her mouth.

Right, to her, these were the two questions that had been plaguing her the entire time. In her previous life, she had never been able to obtain the answer to them even up to her death. As for the old man before her, she hoped that she would be able to give a satisfactory answer.

After all, she was the person closest to her mother in this world. If she didn't know, Gu Qingyi didn't know who else she could ask.

"Little miss, it's better to drink some tea. This tea, it won't be good if it gets cold. These tea leaves were personally picked and made by the young miss in the past. " The old woman didn't reply, but handed a teacup to Gu Qingyi with a smile.