"Yiyue, I don't even know how to express my gratitude to you and your sister!"
"The fact that the princess is living a happy life in North Zhou is her gratitude to us!" Bai Yiyue smiled sweetly. "It's getting late, and the people outside can't wait any longer. Everyone is here to watch the ceremony! Let's go! "
The mark of adulthood was to tie up one's hair. Today, Murong Qiqi's hair was neatly combed and hung down to her ankles.
Usually, it was done by the mother or father. However, Murong Qiqi's birth mother, Li Qiushui, had been in the temple for 15 years. Although Murong Tai had sent someone to invite her, she had yet to appear.
Murong Qiqi had no impression of her birth mother at all. It was said that not long after she was born, Li Qiushui had entered the temple and left the starving Murong Qiqi to Murong Tai. She had never left the temple again.
All these years, Murong Tai had always thought that Li Qiushui had entered the temple because of Murong Qiqi. He felt that it was all because of Murong Qiqi that he had lost his beloved wife. That was why he had allowed others to bully Murong Qiqi while he had acted as a bystander and ignored her.
In fact, Murong Tai knew the real reason. The woman in the temple had given up on the mortal world because her beloved man had passed away. However, he could not get over this hurdle in his heart, so he had vented all his anger on Murong Qiqi.
However, the child was innocent …
"Prime Minister, the auspicious hour has arrived," the ceremonial officer reminded Murong Tai.
"Sigh …" Murong Tai sighed.
As expected, she was still unwilling to come out and see him. As a mother, she was not even willing to be present at their child's coming of age ceremony. However, if that was the case, why did she have to travel thousands of miles to Mount Yandang when she was pregnant to tell him about the military situation in North Zhou and let him defeat that godlike man?
Presumably, she had not expected Feng Xie to die, and had not expected the outcome to be like that … If she had known that Feng Xie would be defeated and would die as an apology, she would not have helped him, and he, Murong Tai, would not have risen to fame because of Mount Yandang and become the Prime Minister of a country.
Was it fate or the human heart that played tricks on people? Shui 'er, you only remember Feng Xie's valiant and heroic bearing on the horse. Do you remember that year in the Peach Blossom Forest, when you turned around and smiled, it mesmerized my eyes and messed up my heart …
"I'll do it!" Murong Tai took the comb and walked over to Murong Qiqi.
This was the first time in so many years that Murong Tai had looked at his daughter so carefully. She didn't inherit her parents' excellent genes. In the Murong family, this face was simply too ordinary. However, it was only today that Murong Tai realized that his third daughter actually had a pair of star-like eyes. It was bright and dazzling.
How could a person with such moving eyes be an ordinary woman! Based on her performance at the palace banquet, she wasn't a 'waste' at all! Thinking of all that had happened recently and Murong Qiqi's transformation, Murong Tai's heart was filled with emotions.
Although this daughter didn't inherit his and Shui 'er's looks, how could their child be inferior!
"You've grown up …" Murong Tai sighed, feeling guilty.
Time flew. The crying baby in his arms had now grown into a beautiful young lady and was about to marry someone else's wife. Having neglected this daughter for so many years, Murong Tai didn't know what to say to her now that she was an adult.
Murong Qiqi didn't have any special feelings towards Murong Tai, her father.
She was no longer the original owner, so how could she feel any feelings towards him? Moreover, as a father, the things he had done had been so cold and merciless. Even though his eyes were filled with the light of a loving father and he was feeling guilty, the person he should feel guilty for was already dead. She was just an outsider.
"Let me do it!"
Just as Murong Tai's comb was about to fall on Murong Qiqi's thick black hair, a clear and melodious voice rang in everyone's ears.
"Clang —" Hearing this familiar yet strange voice, Murong Tai dropped the peach wood comb in his hand.
"Shui 'er, is that you?"
Murong Tai didn't dare to turn around, afraid that what he would see was just a dream. That cruel woman was so heartless. No matter how much he begged or promised, she didn't hesitate at all, only leaving him with a cold back view that made him wait for fifteen years. Now, was she really here?
"Husband …"
How long had it been since he last heard her call him that? Murong Tai couldn't remember. It was as if they were still newlyweds, snuggling in front of the window, a talented man and a beautiful woman. However, did she really call him 'husband' so sincerely? Did she really think of him as her husband?
"Husband, let me do Qiqi's hair for you!"
The woman in green appeared in front of Murong Tai and bent her knees to pick up the peach wood comb.
"Shui 'er, it's really you!" Murong Tai didn't believe his eyes until he saw her in person. Fifteen years had passed, and he was fat and out of shape. He was old and no longer handsome. But she was still as beautiful as ever, and didn't look old at all.
White and soft skin, a beautiful forehead that was as smooth as jade, a pretty nose, and smiling eyes … Time didn't leave any trace on her. She was the same as before, never changed.
"Husband, long time no see."
Li Qiushui smiled slowly, quiet like a blooming daffodil in winter, elegant and generous. Every movement she made was like the daughter of the first wife of an aristocratic family.
"Long … long time no see."
Li Qiushui's appearance shocked everyone present. Especially these young aristocratic children, who only knew from their parents that the Prime Minister's wife worshipped Buddha, but they had never seen this Prime Minister's wife, the eldest daughter of the Li family.
"Why is she here?" Liu Yanzhi twisted her handkerchief and stared fiercely at Li Qiushui's back. Although she was a gift from Li Qiushui to Murong Tai, and because of it she had enjoyed more than ten years of glory, she didn't feel grateful to Li Qiushui!
This woman had stayed in the temple for fifteen years, why didn't she continue to stay? Why did she come out! The infatuated look in Murong Tai's eyes made Liu Yanzhi feel extremely resentful. He really was still thinking about this slut. No wonder every time they did it, he would hug Liu Yanzhi and call her "Shui 'er" when he was aroused …
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