Chapter Five: The Return of Mother

Alas! Yuqing sighed, not expecting that a few words would bring trouble to her dear mother. Don't cry! She was so anxious that she didn't know what to do, hurriedly reaching out with her small hand to wipe away her tears

After Lan Ziyun understood the situation, she quickly comforted her mother. Ping'er also hurriedly said: "Your Highness, please take care of your health! You still have the young master! The young master is very well-behaved. If you continue to cry, the young master will start crying too"

This also means leaving that world, leaving the twenty-first century, and it has been a year since she left Leng Yan. During this year, she has tried her best not to think about everything in that world, to avoid recalling him. She has cast him aside into a corner, a very deep, very deep corner.

The peach blossoms have withered, the lotus flowers have bloomed, the lotus flowers have withered, and the chrysanthemums have bloomed. When the chrysanthemums are about to wither as well, she thought that the beautiful lady would not return. Even the expressions of Lan Ziyun and Ping'er have worsened day by day. Most of the time, the two of them and the baby exchanged glances in silence.

This is the warmth that Yuqing has longed for over the years, a warmth that gradually seeps into her long-cold heart

The gentle kiss of the young mother fell on Yuqing's small forehead, and Yuqing was finally liberated from her embrace. Only then did she realize how fragrant and warm this embrace was, the warmth belonging to her mother

The people of the Blue Garden come and go like the rain on a clear day, arriving and departing in succession. After several consecutive days, the number of people finally decreased.

Yuqing was moved and tried to call out a few more times, to which her mother responded, holding Yuqing's shoulders and shaking them continuously

Later, the frequency of people's visits gradually decreased, except for that young man named Lan, whom she later learned was called Lan Ziyun, a very pleasant name, at least not common

She also learned that her beautiful mother is named Xiao Yuxuan, and the people of Lanyuan all refer to her as the princess. It seems that these people of Lanyuan are all her subordinates

Later, Lan Ziyun also came over every day to stay for a while, perhaps he had noticed the unhappiness of her mother. Yuqing thought this must be related to her father, the prince, whom she had never met! She believed that apart from her mother, no one else could help her.

A year later, Yuqing was finally able to speak; the sounds that came from her mouth were no longer just "ah ah." She was overwhelmed with excitement and suddenly realized that she had been here for a year.

The gentle and flowing demeanor of the young mother is tinged with a subtle melancholy, adding another layer of beauty. This is a person whom both men and women cannot help but adore. It is not without reason that Lan Ziyun has fallen in love with the young mother

Ping Er chuckled softly, and Lan Ziyun also smiled, though his smile carried a hint of bitterness. Yu Qing looked at him, unable to help but feel a pang of sympathy for him. Such a good man, how could his mother not love him! Human emotions are truly difficult to fathom; one wonders if his father, whom he has yet to meet, possesses the same charm as Lan Ziyun.

Lan Ziyun visits Yuqing from time to time and often brings her some fun items

When there was no one around, the young mother sat quietly holding her, immersed in her own thoughts, while Yuqing could quietly stay like that for an entire day

At that moment, Lan Ziyun happened to push the door open and entered, stunned by the scene inside the room, standing there in a daze. With a look of confusion, he gazed at the several people in the room

However, Yuqing was always so frustrated that she ignored him completely, and later she even lost interest in looking at him. She looked at those childish little things, and he really treated her like a child to be coaxed.

With great courage, she tried to call out "Mother" in her tender voice. The young mother was startled, and the embroidery in her hands fell to the ground. She quickly turned her head and embraced Yuqing, her stunningly beautiful face filled with joy and tears.

At this moment, Yuqing's small body was being painfully constricted, and she protested with all her might. Oh my! If it tightened any further, she would be suffocated! In her urgency, she let out cries of "ah ah" in protest.

Everyone displayed a frown, yet their eyes and brows were filled with smiles. Especially the way Lan Ziyun looked at her mother was as gentle as water. And the mother smiled warmly at everyone, of course, without exception towards Lan Ziyun.

The young lady is dressed in a blue garment made of high-quality silk, exquisitely crafted. She drapes a piece of white chiffon over her shoulders, the light fabric dancing gracefully. Her figure is slender, her beauty unparalleled, captivating nations and cities alike, as delicate as Xi Shi and as enchanting as Chang'e. No words can adequately describe even a fraction of her allure.

However, she roughly estimated that there were at least four to five hundred people in the Blue Garden! There were men and women, old and young, and they came and went in a hurry, appearing quite busy. She thought that their lives must be very fulfilling and exciting.

Sometimes she thinks that being a beautiful mother is a blessing, because there are so many people who truly love her and care for her, at least she is not lonely

"Pinger, Ziyun, you can rest assured! I was just suddenly delighted to hear Yuer call me 'mother.' For Yuer's sake, I will take good care of myself," the young mother said, tightly embracing Yuqing with a hoarse voice.

Ping'er looked at them and sometimes felt genuinely worried, so she thought of ways to joke with her mother. She also came over to tease Yuqing as if she were playing with a small child. At first, Yuqing looked at her with a face full of black lines, but later she became numb; whenever Ping'er approached, she would immediately close her eyes.

Yuqing thought that they were all worried about the beautiful lady's mother, and so was she. It was not just them; everyone in Lanyuan was concerned about the beautiful lady's mother, as the laughter in Lanyuan was noticeably decreasing day by day

The young mother looked at Yuqing with gentle eyes, her face filled with tenderness and tears streaming down her cheeks. The tears fell silently, splashing onto Yuqing's small face at that moment. Yuqing's fair and tender little face felt a wave of heat.

This is her mother in this lifetime! I truly do not know what kind of hardships she has endured, what kind of experiences have left this unparalleled beauty with an unshakeable sorrow on her face

From then on, Yuqing and Ping'er settled in the Blue Garden, which was frequented by many visitors, coming in waves to see her, arriving and then leaving, only to return again. Most of the time, she was simply sleeping

The young lady quickly turned her head away to wipe her tears upon seeing Lan Ziyun, while Ping'er also ceased her crying and hurriedly brought over a chair for Lan Ziyun to sit down.

Indeed! Yuxuan, you must take care of yourself! Yuer is truly not like a child! I have never seen someone so young who is so considerate of others. Even if you do not think of yourself, you must think of Yuer... Lan Ziyun's gentle voice was still like the warm breeze of April, softly blowing through people's hearts, making anyone who listened feel incredibly refreshed, and of course, the young mother was no exception.

The young lady finally realized her protest, and there was a hint of apology on her tear-streaked face. She smiled awkwardly and said: "I have lost my composure, causing Yu'er pain, and also making Zi Yun and Ping'er laugh at me"

She cannot bear to see others in tears, especially such a beautiful woman. Wait a minute! Why is it getting worse the more she wipes? She hurriedly turned her head to look at Ping'er, who was also crying

She suddenly felt that perhaps she came here for herself as well as for her. Both of them had already lost too much, so in the days to come, let them warm each other!

On this day, Yuqing sat on the bed, observing her mother who was sitting beside her, embroidering. Her mother was truly beautiful, with a grace that was delicate, a warmth that was endearing, and a natural charm.

Alas! Yuqing looked at him, realizing that the falling flowers have intentions, while the flowing water is indifferent! What a pity for a man as outstanding as Lanziyun. She then turned to look at her little mother.

Finally, after a span of 8 months, the young mother arrived. Everyone was overjoyed, and Lan Ziyun and Ping'er were especially ecstatic. The Blue Garden finally regained its vitality