"Is it difficult to understand? A woman who has seen all the sails, a young man who is not well-informed in the world, do you think my mother is still naive, or can my father think carefully?"

Mingxiluo felt that maybe, he might have thought too little... But now he heard about it, he still felt incredible. For Mrs. Fen back then, wasn't Mr. Xiang Wu the only light in the dark life? Even if it was not, it would have been the hope that would pull her out of the mud, let alone the most sincere heart of such a young man.

Mingxiluo suddenly felt that he was ridiculous again. His sincere heart was sometimes the most ridiculous.

Xiang Xinci tilted his head and looked at Ming Xiluo in confusion: "Why do you have such an expression?" Isn't this the right thing?

Ming Xiluo asked her to eat dumplings: "Everyone heard this expression. In the legend of your father and mother, no one thinks that Mrs. Fen is extremely lucky." The daughter born by her father at all costs is equivalent to becoming a legitimate daughter of aristocratic family from a lowly family. What a glory.

"I was lucky enough to almost save her life?"

What are the fears of death? Mingxiluo doesn’t think it’s worth it!

Xiang Xinci didn't know how to describe it, probably: "My mother is not forced to work. She has grown up in this kind of industry since she was a child. She is relatively peaceful and does not symbolize her destiny, and she has done a very good job in diligence. With such a leisurely industry, maybe my mother has decided to buy a yard and prepare to retire after her own independent door. However, she was inexplicably entangled by a boy. This boy has no thoughts yet, and she has a dreamy dependence on life and death and wants to talk about marriage with others?"

Mingxiluo thought? "Let's have a meal."

"Have a meal."

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It was only a little sunshine that appeared in the afternoon, and the snow on the house melted and dripped on the ground covered with bluestone roads.

Chang'an got the news and pushed open the door of the study with his head down and went in: "Master, Madam is out."

When Ming Xiluo heard this, he put down his pen and looked out the window. He should have gone to see Mrs. Fen at this time. Although she didn't care when she was eating, she still worried that Mrs. Fen was worried about her because she left so early.

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On Changxing Street, Di'an lifted the curtain of the car, and the small person appeared from behind the curtain like a delicate spring color, refreshing the winter scenery of the entire street.

A Qian immediately jumped out of the carriage, and his back supported him like a flat plank.

Lin Wujing stretched out his hand.

Di'an turned his head and looked at his mother with a smile. Fang like a butterfly breaking out of the cocoon, jumped out of the carriage on A Qian's back and rushed towards the bustling streets.

A Qian jumped up from the ground and chased the princess like a sensitive little leopard.

Lin Wujing raised his arm again.

Xiang Xinci held him, and the silk yarn in the veil fell on his arm. He looked at the figure running away and stepped down step by step: "It's all wild."

"Your Highness is lively and lovely."

People with winks on the street avoided the nobles who came out of the luxurious carriage, and were even more frightened by the noble girl. Four guards with knives stood behind the noble girl. For civilians who do business in peace and buy New Year's goods honestly, the farther away from such nobles, the better.

Di'an ran away with a series of serving people behind him.

Xiang Xinci laughs when she is doting and laughs. Children are children, so she is happy.

Lin Wujing whispered: "The old lady is selling dried fruits on the street next to her." He moved away without hesitation.

Xiang Xinci walked slowly forward, and the dense consignment buyers on the street left enough space for the princes and nobles: "Where is my father?"

Lin Wujing glanced at his wife and wondered: "The master is in the yamen."

Xiang Xinci also asked casually, after all, in the eyes of everyone, her biological mother was dead. Now that person is just a foreigner who wants to buy mountain goods at a good price and enters the city as the New Year approaches.

The girl Fen's mother didn't expect to see her so soon. Her dark wrinkled palms couldn't help but stop catching dried mushrooms, and she didn't even hear anything the guest said.

But she also felt ridiculous. How could she not know when she entered the city?

Fennie knew very well that she shouldn't come, especially after she knew she existed, she shouldn't come. What's her status and what worries can she share for her? What's more, the children she never raised even have to raise and have no love for her mother and daughter.

But the moment the child appeared on the narrow street, she knew it was her even with a veil and even if she hadn't approached yet.

Fennie was fascinated by the sight of her, for the glory that she could not meet and for Xiang Chenghua's thoughts on her daughter, she was really a noble girl from a noble family that she could never imagine.

Fennie hurriedly wiped the tears that could not be seen with her hands and grabbed an extra handful of peanuts for the guests: "The New Year is a festive look."

The old woman who bought mushrooms immediately smiled: "Thank you, my eldest sister."

Xiang Xinci was walking unhappy.

Aunt Qin often stops to buy some things.

Xiang Xinci and Lin Wujing stood together and talked, sometimes waiting, sometimes walking without waiting.

Di'an also ran to the street happily with people.

The noisy and crowded streets made room for two noble men with sword guards behind them, and would rather push each other than cause trouble.

Fennie wanted to cry and laugh for a moment, trying hard to wink her faint old eyes. This is very good, at least she lives better than her. It seems...it's because she is worried about it.

Fennie packed up her things and was ready to leave.

Aunt Qin stood in front of her: "Auntie, how do you sell mushrooms?"

Fennie looked up.

The two met.

The prosperous age that once amazed the entire Liangdu City has withered, and the woman who was once rescued with yellow face and muscles is still rich and has a good appearance.

Tears were already flowing out of Aunt Qin's eyes.

Fenniang was much calmer: "If you want it, I will give it to you." Because the person who had stopped a few steps away, she stopped. So... she appeared here today because she knew she was here and came here specifically?

She said she would not come to Liangducheng again, but she still made a mistake. Will she be unhappy? After all... who would like to let people know that a mother like her is still alive? It would be embarrassing to tell her about it?

Aunt Qin squatted down and restrained her emotions, as if she was seriously looking at the mushrooms spread on a black cloth: "How can I... give it... I always have a price..."

Xiang Xinci looked the most calm, and did not seem to look at her. He reached out and grabbed Di'an who was "accused" by Lin Wujing: "I still ran around. I don't know if there are too many people here, what if it is crowded."

"Mom, are there so many people selling things today?"

Mother Fen subconsciously looked up at the little girl who called her daughter. She had a little face that was so shameless that she almost subconsciously lowered her head, worried that she would hit the majesty of the royal family. But... her daughter's biological child died, how could she withstand that kind of blow?

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Chapter completed!