The whole family is reborn, and their five-year-old child becomes the darling of the entire capital.

Chapter 161 Past Life 15 (Xie Yaochuan's PerspectiveMu Yunshang)

Because of this assault incident, Mu Yunnan was immediately packed up and sent to the frontier by An Wan overnight.

Don't you like playing with guns and sticks?

Then go to the frontier and see the cruelty of the battlefield. Then we can decide whether you prefer needlework or fighting.

An Wan thought that since this girl grew up in the capital, she couldn't stand the harsh weather on the frontier and would definitely want to come back in less than ten days or half a month to study properly.

Who would have thought that this girl would actually stay on the frontier for several years?

So long that the imperial decree for the marriage was issued, yet they still hadn't returned from Yunnan.

Mu Yunshang looked quietly at her name on the imperial edict, gave a bitter smile, tossed the edict aside, and began carefully pruning the branches of the flowers.

Linglong carefully put away the imperial edict appointing her as empress, which had been tossed aside. Looking at her young mistress's calm and composed expression, she asked with some concern, "Does the young lady not want to enter the palace?"

Mu Yunshang put down the scissors and carefully admired her flower, which she had been growing for nearly ten years.

"Let's plant this flower in the small garden; I won't be able to keep it in the future."

Linglong looked at the young lady with some worry, could only agree, and left with the flowerpot.

Yunshang quietly looked at the imperial edict placed beside her.

He got the name wrong.

Although she orchestrated it all, it still feels somewhat amusing.

Does Song Qiyuan truly love Yunnan, or does he only see it as a childhood memory?

Or is it just a passing whim of those in power?

In the Mu family, Yunnan and Yunchao are twins who look very alike. Although Yunchen is still young, his facial features already show a striking resemblance to Yunchao.

She was the only one who was unlike them.

She wanted to see if this scoundrel emperor could recognize the person who had saved him in his childhood.

really.

On their wedding night, Song Qiyuan was startled when he met her calm and indifferent eyes.

After a long pause, he finally said, "We are still in the mourning period..."

Mu Yunshang nodded gently, "I understand."

Just as she intended.

She entered the palace only to seek a glimmer of hope for the Mu family.

I also want to give Yunnan a chance to pursue its dreams.

Song Qiyuan stared at her for a long time before finally speaking with a puzzled look, "The Mu family..."

Mu Yunshang looked up at him, her eyes filled with confusion.

"Your Majesty, a few years ago, did you help a beggar child?"

"Your Majesty is joking. Yunshang has always been a maiden awaiting marriage, honest and dutiful. How could she possibly help a beggar for no reason?"

He later confirmed that the courtyard where he lived belonged to Mu Yunshang, a girl from the Mu family. Moreover, she had always said that her name was Yunshang, which is why he firmly believed that it was hers.

But now it's like a bolt from the blue.

Song Qiyuan wanted to say something more, but looking at her gentle and radiant face, he couldn't bear it.

He mistook her for someone else; he can't blame her.

Mu Yunshang watched him leave the courtyard in a daze on their wedding night before taking off her elaborate hair ornaments and throwing them aside.

He was just a good-for-nothing prince who inexplicably ascended the throne.

She could guess what he was thinking.

Linglong looked at her mistress with some worry, "Your Majesty, the Emperor personally proposed to you, so he must really just be in mourning..."

Yunshang cut the candle string and looked at Linglong, who was anxiously trying to reassure her.

"It would be best if he never came."

Mu Yunshang spoke sincerely, but the maidservant perceived it as a hint of resentment.

The maid was so sad that she burst into tears.

On the first night of the emperor and empress's wedding, the emperor inexplicably left, which would be an extremely embarrassing thing for anyone.

In the ruthless and cruel imperial harem, they would undoubtedly suffer countless mistreatments.

Especially since her daughter is gentle and mild-mannered, she's likely to never compete or fight for anything.

Looking at her pitiful appearance, Mu Yunshang gently wiped away her tears. "Don't cry. I will protect you and send you out of the palace safely."

Linglong wiped away her tears and shook her head. "No, this servant will stay by Your Highness's side."

"Don't worry, I don't need any favors to establish myself in the palace."

Just as she said.

She won over the Empress Dowager's heart in her first year in the palace.

Although the Empress Dowager always felt that the Mu family held immense power, she was still extremely satisfied with the perfect mother of the nation that the Mu family had raised.

Mu Yunshang was gentle and generous, treated her servants with kindness and politeness, never competed or fought with the concubines in the harem.

She liked it very much.

It's the beginning of another year.

Mu Yunshang unfolded a sheet of Xuan paper as she always did, ground the ink, lightly dipped the brush, but suddenly stopped when she lifted the brush.

She suddenly couldn't remember what she was supposed to do.

A tremendous panic gripped her heart.

Mu Yunshang's eyelashes trembled slightly, and her hand holding the brush shook, unable to bring it down for a long time.

Linglong tidied up the bedroom and noticed that Yunshang hadn't started writing, which puzzled her.

She discovered the girl's habits the year she was assigned to Mu Yunshang in the Mu family.

On the first day of every year, she would draw an extremely handsome man, and every time she finished drawing him, she would ask them to burn him completely.

She asked the maid who had served the young lady before, and it was a habit the young lady had had since childhood, saying that it was the young master she had seen in her dreams.

Mu Yunshang stood there blankly for a long time, unable to recall what she had just wanted to do.

He only lifted his pen and wrote two characters.

Non-action.

Mu Yunshang picked up the Xuan paper in a daze and handed it to Linglong, who was standing next to her, "Hang it up."

Linglong was somewhat surprised. Looking at Mu Yunshang, whose expression remained calm, she asked with some confusion, "Is Your Highness no longer going to paint the young master from your dream?"

Mu Yunshang frowned slightly, looking at her with a puzzled expression, and asked, "The young master in my dream?"

"Yes, Her Majesty used to paint the portrait of that young master from her dreams every year on the first day of the new year."

Mu Yunshang thought for a long time, but still couldn't remember who the young master she was talking about was.

But she felt that this person was very important.

He's so important that just thinking about him makes me want to cry.

"Let me see the previous portraits," Mu Yunshang said to Linglong, her expression extremely serious.

"Didn't you always have your maid burn the painting as soon as you finished it?"

Mu Yunshang shook her head; it seemed like there was something wrong with her memory.

Mu Yunshang took another piece of paper and drew on it.

One after another.

I drew all night long.

Linglong stayed by her side all night.

Mu Yunshang looked at the painting drawn according to Linglong's description, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it on the ground.

“Linglong,” Mu Yunshang slumped to the ground, looking at the portraits that filled the room, “I think I’ve forgotten someone very, very important.”

“I think I know everyone except him.”

“Your Majesty,” Linglong said, trying to help her up with a pained expression, “If he or she has forgotten, it means he or she is not important, so let him or she forget him or she.”

Mu Yunshang shook her head and buried her head in her arms.

No, it should be very important.

It's very important, very important.