Shangguan Qianyu said sadly: "Qingrui, today is my mother's life taboo!"

For Yan Qingrui, who didn't know what her mother meant, she actually didn't feel a lot, but for some reason, she thought of the wooden box she saw in the small attic.

There was also a mother's deep love for her daughter. Although she didn't know anything yet, the little swaddle clothes and clothes that were carefully folded, placed carefully, gently smoothed, without wrinkles made her not doubt Su Ruolan's love for her original body at all.

Seeing Yan Qingrui's slight resistance to no longer struggling, Shangguan Qianyu couldn't help but be happy and continued to say in a deeper, sadder and duller voice: "I don't want to live alone. I can't forget. What deep love my mother had given me, and what kind of pain her sudden departure brought me. No one in this world loves me like her!"

Later, when he thought of his mother's gentle smile eleven years ago, the slight joy in his heart could no longer rise, and he was surrounded by the sadness of missing his relatives. He was really sad.

For more than ten years, since the sudden change, he has been separated from carefree days, and then his life has stopped calm. He has no time to be sad, no time to remember, and no time to stay, and he dares not.

No one can let him take his guard with confidence and reveal this sadness without any scruples.

Even Xia Zirou, who had thought that this was a person who was kind to him and would be together forever, would never show the deepest pain in her heart to her.

But now, when he hugged her in his arms and smelled the faint fragrance on her body, the softest, most unwilling to touch, the most unbearable discomfort and sadness, weakness and sadness in his heart, were so unreasonable, without any scruples, and without any concealment.

At first, he just hoped to use this excuse to get him closer to her.

After saying that, he couldn't tell whether it was because he was in his arms that he was satisfied that he was willing to share everything about himself with her, whether it was happiness or sadness; or because he faced her, he could truly be himself without any scruples and no longer hide his happiness and sadness.

Feeling Shangguan Qianyu's sadness, Yan Qingrui's heart couldn't help but soften. Not only did she not push him away, she gently patted his back, which was considered comfort.

Shangguan Qianyu felt Yan Qingrui's movements, and a hint of joy appeared in his eyes. Was it my mother's spirit in heaven helping him? He knew that Qingrui was not ruthless to him. If she was just a passerby or an optional person, how could she give him the shoulders? How could she be held in his arms without being disgusted? How could she comfort him?

Jin Shiyi and Jin Shiqi, who were not afraid to leave or listen carefully, were happy for him when they saw their prince and beautiful lady in their arms, but Ye Feng brought Shangguan Qianyu's words to their ears, and their expressions became strange.

They glanced at each other and saw the same look in each other's eyes.

Master, is it really good for you to deceive the future mistress like this? The birth date of the former princess was obviously tomorrow. Their family's cold and tough family, and the master made of steel immediately became soft in front of the future mistress.
Chapter completed!