The next day will be the day for her wedding with Feng Zheliang. Time flies so fast...
I was stunned for a moment, and after a few light knocks suddenly sounded on the door.
"Hui'er, have you slept?"
It was Shangguan Wenyong's voice, which was very light, perhaps because he was worried that she was sleeping and was afraid of waking her up.
"I didn't sleep, let's come in!"
Hearing her response, Shangguan Wenyong pushed the door open with peace of mind. He was holding a tray in his hand, and there was a bowl of soup on it. He specially ordered the kitchen to cook it.
"For my father, you look bad. I think it's because you've been busy with weddings these days and you're so tired. So, I asked them to make a bowl of longan and lotus seed soup, which is the best way to nourish your body. Now it's no longer hot, you can drink it.
Drink it."
"Just let the servant do such a thing, how can you bother your father?" Shangguan Hui was busy trying to stay, but was stopped by Shangguan Wenyong with gestures.
"No need to say this between you, my father and daughter. Just lie down on the bed. It is really hard for you to see you here and see you in the past few days."
Putting the bowl of soup on the low cabinet on the side of the bed, Shangguan Wenyong immediately brought a chair and sat next to Shangguan Hui. Looking at her daughter who was about to marry into a woman soon, she couldn't help but feel a little nervous and sighed,
"It's so fast, my Hui'er is going to be a wife." The words were filled with deep reluctance.
"No matter where Hui'er is in the future or whoever she is with, I will always be your daughter." Shangguan Hui walked out of bed, squatted in front of Shangguan Wenyong, and placed her head lightly on his legs. This is
For the first time she did such an intimate move to her father.
Shangguan Wenyong's eyes were moved, and he couldn't help but trembling hands gently rubbing her head, his movements were filled with pampering and pity for her.
"Father, thank you! Thank you for everything you have done for Hui'er over the years. I believe that my mother can smile even if she sees our father and daughter so well."
Shangguan Wenyong stayed at Hexiangju for dinner. The father and daughter seemed to have endless words to say, eating and chatting everywhere. Shangguan Hui heard his father talk about his mother a lot.
When he heard him mention that woman, his father's eyes would be filled with gentle glory, and his lingering love would be filled with it, making her not doubt at all, even if life and death were separated and even if the years changed, his father's love for his mother never faded at all.
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After dinner and while using tea, Shangguan Hui occasionally remembered something and couldn't help but say, "Seeing that my father valued Aunt Mu more recently, but he was willing to promote her to the backyard?"
After hearing this, Shangguan Wenyong nodded, "I do have this intention. You also know that Liu is not suitable for the position of mistress."
Shangguan Hui used her eyes to depict the exquisite cloud patterns on the celadon teacup, and said calmly, "Hui'er's idea is exactly the opposite of her father. Aunt Mu is not suitable for the position of mistress, but Liu, even though she was a bit arrogant and domineering in the past.
But she has nowhere to go for many years and has no children to rely on. If her father lets her sit firmly as the mistress, she will definitely be grateful and do her best to the people and affairs of the mansion. But Aunt Mu is different. She has children and daughters, so her ideas are natural
It will be much more than Liu's."
Shangguan Wenyong understood her implicit meaning. Hui'er's intention was to worry that after Aunt Mu became a mistress, she would persecute his other children. In that case, there would be another storm in the mansion and would be in peace.
"Hui'er's meaning is understood by her father. This matter needs to be discussed for a long time."
"There is one more thing, my daughter wants to ask her father to be careful."