After Qingyu got up, he went to make breakfast for the father and son. Nangong Lin and Nangong Lu opened the ground in the open space outside the small building, intending to organize a herbal garden for Qingyu.
If such a picture is seen by outsiders, they will definitely feel disbelief. The most noble two in the Yu Country today are the current emperor and the other are the emperor's old man. Now they are doing the work of ordinary people, and they are father and son.
People's faces are filled with happy smiles, as if they are doing the happiest thing in the world.
After Qingyu prepared breakfast, he came out to call them, but he saw that the expressions of their father and son were the same.
"It's ready to eat." Qingyu called out.
Nangong Lin and Nangong Lu both responded, put down their hoes and walked towards her.
Seeing that the two of them were sweating, Qingyu said, "You guys go in and wash your face first."
Nangong Lin asked with a smile, "Mom, what delicious food did you cook today?"
Qingyu replied, "Crystal Dumplings." When she spoke, she looked at Nangong Lu, thinking in her heart that she didn't know if he liked it. When she looked at him, she saw that he was also looking at her, her eyes always
Gentle.
Nangong Lin said happily, "That's great, my mother made the best."
Qingyu smiled docilely, wiped the sea sweat from his face, and then told him, "Go in and wash your face quickly, and then come out to eat."
"Yeah." Nangong Lin replied, looking up at Nangong Lu beside him, "Dad, you said you wanted to eat dumplings last night. Look, I made it today. You really have a good understanding!"
Upon hearing this, Qingyu's cheeks flushed slightly.
Nangong Luze angrily said, "I'm sorry!"
Nangong Lin grinned, then went into the house to wash his face.
Now, for Nangong Lin, as long as his parents can live a good life, he can handle the government with peace of mind when he returns to the imperial city.
Nangong Lu also knew the child’s intention. Because of his arrival these days, his relationship with Qingyu has become much more harmonious. At least Qingyu no longer doubts her relationship with him.
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For several days, Xiaozhu is always full of happiness. The family of three lives a life of men farming and women weaving. Even though it is ordinary, it is not lost.
Nangong Lu really hopes that such happiness can continue. If they can make their family together completely, he is really willing to exchange anything for it, even if he uses his own life. But, this way
If happiness is traced back to the source, it will eventually be deceived and will not last long.
On the seventh day, today is also the day when Nangong Lin returns to the imperial city. Qingyu and Nangong Lu have been sending him to the town, and both of them are reluctant to part with him.
"When you arrive at the academy, remember to write letters often." Qingyu repeatedly told her, she had said this sentence several times along the way.
Nangong Lin replied tirelessly, "Mom, don't worry, I know how to take care of myself. I will come back to see you again during the Mid-Autumn Festival."
Qingyu nodded, wishing that tomorrow would be Mid-Autumn Festival. She also said, "I don't know what the sky in the imperial city is like, don't be frozen!"
Nangong Lu smiled and said, "It's midsummer soon, he won't catch a cold."
Qingyu pursed her lips, knowing that she was thinking too much, but she was just worried.
"Mom, don't worry, a few months will pass soon. Instead, you must take care of yourself and never let yourself get sick." Nangong Lin also instructed that if he could, he really wanted to take her to the palace.
Living was given her the most noble life, but he also knew that the seemingly rich and prosperous place was indeed what she was most reluctant to stay in.
"Yeah." Qingyu nodded and handed him the bag, which contained the new clothes she had made for him these days.
Although Nangong Lin has no worries about food and clothing, he will definitely keep the clothes she sewn with her own hands.
"Dad, mom, I'm leaving, you all go back!" he said, seeing Qingyu's pupils were a little wet, he was worried that she would cry.
For Nangong Lu and Nangong Lin, what they fear most was her tears. Every time they saw her crying, their hearts were cut like a knife, as if her tears were the sharpest weapon in the world, and every teardrop could hurt them
The tenderest flesh in the heart.
"Be careful." Qingyu was worried about a thousand people, and he really responded to the saying: My son was worried about his mother when he walked for a thousand miles!
Nangong Lin nodded his head, held the reins from Nangong Lu's hand, turned over and sat up, and looked at them and said, "Take care, please write me if you have anything to do."
Qingyu pursed her lips and responded softly, wishing she could follow him.
Nangong Lu also lit his head, then looked at Qingyu with tears in his eyes, and he didn't feel it, and his eyebrows frowned, raised his hand and put it on her thin shoulders and comforted him, "You don't have to be sad."
, He will be back in a few months."
"Yeah." Qingyu choked and his eyes fell back to his son, and he was not disgusted by his touch.
"Let's go quickly. You can stay in the next town when it's dark." Nangong Lu explained again, but the men and horses he brought were waiting for him at Shiliting not far away.
Nangong Lin responded, pursed his thin lips, trying to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.
Qingyu couldn't bear to leave the child. When he saw him leaving with his horse, he couldn't help but follow him, as if he was about to leave with him.
Nangong Lu has been following her. Seeing that she couldn't bear to part with her son, she was moved and envious. It seemed that blood was thicker than water. Even if she lost all her memories, her pity for her son was still the same as before.
Nangong Lu sighed in his heart, lamenting that they had a sensible son. If they had not had this child, they would have broken all their relationship.
The two of them watched Nangong Lin's figure disappear from their sight. At this time, Nangong Lu said, "Let's go back!"
Qingyu responded, feeling a little depressed.
Nangong Lu knew that she was not at ease with the child and said, "Don't worry, he would know how to take care of himself when he was five years old. If you really didn't feel at ease with him, we will go to the imperial city to find him in a few days."
Qingyu shook his head, remembering that Nangong Lin told her that the reason why the couple came to live in seclusion was because she didn't like the emperor behind the imperial city, and the man in front of her gave up everything for her. If she went back now, then
Didn’t it waste his good intentions?
Qingyu replied, "No need, Lin'er said he will come back during the Mid-Autumn Festival."
Nangong Lu pointed his head, but in fact he didn't want to go back. He was afraid that every room and tiles in the imperial city would touch her memory. After all, the medicinal effect of the Forgetful Fruit will not last for a lifetime!