The Marquis's residence has winding verandahs, pavilions and pavilions, green streams flowing with jade, and white stone railings.
Yu Wushuang walked on the corridor, looking not far away. It had to be said that this huge mansion was very luxurious. There were many servants in the garden pruning the branches of the flower beds.
On an April day, the flowering period is approaching, and there is no room for carelessness.
"Who in the house likes flowers?" she turned around and asked.
Yu Yuanqi glanced at that side and said, "Those were planted by my father, and they are my mother's favorite."
"Dad...what kind of person is he?" Yu Wushuang couldn't help but ask.
She had learned about Yu Zhan from books. She wanted to ask Yu Yuanzhao several times but held back.
First, because Yu Yuanzhao must have a rebellious temperament, and the comments she heard from him may not be true; second, because she was a little afraid.
I had almost heard from my grandfather before that Yu Zhan might be a rather stubborn person.
Hearing this, Yu Yuanqi smiled and said: "My father has been stationed at the border all year round. He is relatively iron-blooded, but his personality is very stubborn. Grandpa can't control the things he decides. A few days ago, he sent a message saying that he would come back after the Mid-Autumn Festival this year."
"I heard from grandpa that dad hasn't been home for two or three years. Isn't it so peaceful at the border now?"
"No, dad is a general. He cannot return to the court without the emperor's order."
No return without the emperor's order?
What's the difference between that and exile?
It's just in the name of a general. Her father is really stubborn. No wonder the old man scolded him when he mentioned it.
As they talked, the two came to Yuqingyuan.
"Second young master, eldest lady." Xiaoyu sat on the steps and her eyes lit up when she saw the person coming.
"Xiaoyu, grandma, are you still awake?" Yu Yuanqi asked.
"Not yet, Second Young Master, do you need me to wake up the old lady now?"
Yu Yuanqi turned to look at her.
"No, I'll just take a look."
Yu Wushuang, please be gentle with your feet. It is good for the elderly to sleep more.
The door was quietly opened and she walked in. A figure by the window attracted her attention. She was a woman in a blue dress who looked about fifteen or sixteen years old.
Yu Wushuang walked in, and the woman happened to turn around to look. She had eyebrows like willow leaves, phoenix eyes with spring, skin as bright as snow, and small cherry lips. She looked like a classic beauty.
At this time, she was sitting on the edge of the bed, one hand was still being held by someone, and she seemed a little surprised to see her.
"Miss Biao, this is the eldest lady." Xiaoyu whispered.
Yu Pinting's eyes deepened, is she Yu Wushuang?
It doesn't look like much.
Yu Wushuang met her gaze, grinned, and walked to the window, looking past her like the bedside.
On the big bed, the old woman closed her eyes tightly, as if she was sleeping uneasily, her brows were furrowed tightly, her eyes were reddish, and her heart was like boiling water, just like in the modern photos.
That kind of excitement is indescribable, past and present life...
Grandpa had a lot of regrets for grandma in his previous life. How happy it is that they can grow old together in this life.
At this moment, Yu Wushuang was excited and wanted to cry.
"grandmother."
She whispered silently, and couldn't help but raise her hand to touch her frown, gradually smoothing it out.
Yu Binting watched her movements, and the hand on her arm slowly loosened her grip. She felt a slight pause in her heart, and the old lady's tense nerves seemed to be relieved.
"What did you do?" she couldn't help but ask.
Yu Wushuang ignored her lightly without saying a word. He took out a pill from the space with his small hands, opened her mouth and put the pill in. Then he patted her chest lightly and the pill went into the old lady's throat.