"This …"
The Marquis of the Southern Kingdom looked at her, hesitating to speak.
He was reluctant to part with her.
He didn't know how to persuade her to stay a little longer.
Ji Yunshu picked up the teapot in front of her and poured two cups of tea.
She passed one cup to the other.
She picked up the cup.
"Let me toast you with tea instead of wine, Old Master Ke."
The Marquis of the Southern Kingdom sighed, his tone heavy. "Good, good!"
"Good, good!"
The two of them drank half of the tea in their cups.
The Marquis of the Southern Kingdom said, "Miss is unwilling to tell me where you live, and you are unwilling to accept my reward. I don't know when we will meet again after today."
Sigh!
Ji Yunshu smiled. "The fate of the world cannot be explained. It is already a great fate to meet Old Master Ke and Ah Mo today. If we are fated, we will meet again."
"Since that is the case, I can't keep you." The Marquis of the Southern Kingdom glanced at the snow outside. "It is snowing heavily outside. Miss, be careful."
"Old Master Ke, please stay. Farewell."
"Take care!"
Ji Yunshu cupped her hands and bowed to him.
Before leaving, she glanced at Ah Mo, who was curled up in front of the table.
The little guy was not even as tall as the table.
He stared at her with wide eyes and a grin.
He didn't realize that she was leaving.
Ji Yunshu smiled gently and reached out to pat his little head.
Then she turned to leave.
But after a few steps, suddenly —
The Marquis of the Southern Kingdom called out to her.
"Miss."
Ji Yunshu stopped and turned to look at him.
"Is there anything else, Old Master Ke?"
The Marquis of the Southern Kingdom's eyes were wet as he looked at Ji Yunshu's familiar yet strange face.
It had been more than twenty years. Day and night, he had hoped for the day they could meet again.
But the person in front of him was not his sister.
He held back his tears and pulled Ah Mo forward.
He lowered his head and said softly, "Ah Mo, kneel."
Huh?
Ji Yunshu was stunned.
Ah Mo was very obedient and replied, "Oh."
Just as he was about to kneel —
Ji Yunshu immediately pulled Ah Mo back and asked, "Old Master Ke, what are you doing?"
"This child's life was saved by you. This bow is to thank you!"
"No need …"
"Just think of it as giving my family peace of mind."
"Master Ke …"
The Marquis of the Southern Kingdom ignored her advice. "Ah Mo, listen to me and kneel."
Ah Mo's small body knelt down.
"Kowtow."
Ah Mo placed his hands on the ground and lowered his body, kowtowing.
Tears welled up in Ji Yunshu's eyes.
She immediately squatted in front of Ah Mo and pulled him up.
It was parallel to his line of sight.
"There's no need to thank me. There's really no need to thank me! I can't accept such a big gift. "His voice was choked with emotion.
Ahmad blinked at her.
There's no need for that.
Ji Yunshu said, "Ah Mo, remember, filial piety is the most important of all. In the future, you must be filial."
Ah Mo nodded.
Although he didn't really understand.
Ji Yunshu rose and bowed to the Marquis of Nan. "Farewell."
"Take care!"
The Marquis of the Southern Kingdom watched her leave.
Her vision was gradually blurred by her tears.
Ah Mo looked up and asked, "Daddy, why are you crying?"
"Daddy didn't cry. He just remembered something!"
"Is it because Big Brother left?"
The Marquis of the Southern Kingdom lifted his sleeve and quietly wiped away the tears at the corner of his eyes.
He didn't say anything.
He only let the coachman bring Ah Mo away.
He walked to the window on the second floor and looked down. He saw that Ji Yunshu had already left the teahouse. She held a plain oil paper umbrella and walked into the heavy snow.
Her petite body was especially upright.
Not long after, Lian Que walked behind the Marquis of the Southern Kingdom.
He stood there quietly and didn't make a sound.
After a long time …
Until Ji Yunshu's figure gradually disappeared in the snow …
The Marquis of the Southern Kingdom said, "Similar, too similar!"
Lian Que didn't say anything.
The Marquis of the Southern Kingdom turned to him and asked, "Say, in this world … are there really two people who look so similar?"
"This subordinate doesn't understand Marquis's meaning."
"When I first saw her, she had a scar on her face and wore a veil. Now that I see her again, she looks so similar to the late Empress."
"The late Empress?" Lian Que looked into the distance.
But Ji Yunshu had already left.
"That benefactor?"
"Yes."
"Marquis, don't tell me you miss her too much?"
"Although she's dressed as a man, there's no mistaking her face." The Marquis of the Southern Kingdom was very certain.
It was just too similar!
Too similar!
But he was confused.
After all, she wasn't his sister.
Her age wasn't right either.
He then instructed Lian Que, "Go and investigate. Find out exactly where she came from. I want to know everything about her family background. "
"Yes!"
The Marquis of the Southern Kingdom sighed and looked in the direction of Ji Yunshu's departure. "Perhaps … the heavens are compassionate and sent this person to me. I hope I didn't die waiting for her for the past twenty years."
Lian Que asked, "Marquis, that person … really looks like her?"
The Marquis of the Southern Kingdom said, "You were still young back then. Perhaps you don't remember what the late Empress looked like."
He really couldn't remember the late Empress's appearance clearly.
When he was young, he had entered the palace with the Marquis of the Southern Kingdom twice, so he had only seen the late Empress twice.
But …
He said, "But I … always remember Ah Jin."
Ah Jin!
A person that Lian Que remembered for more than twenty years.
When he was six years old, he had to beg all the way because of the famine in his hometown. He almost starved to death by the roadside. Fortunately, the Marquis of the Southern Kingdom passed by and brought him back to the manor.
The Marquis of the Southern Kingdom hired someone to teach him knowledge and swordsmanship.
In just half a year, he was no longer that illiterate, skinny beggar.
It was also during that time that he met Ah Jin.
The Marquis of the Southern Kingdom's nephew.
The late Empress's son.
At that time, he was seven years old.
Ah Jin was six.
Later, he was nine and Ah Jin was eight.
It was also that year that Huyi was in chaos and Ah Jin disappeared with the late Empress.
But he still remembered the years when he and Ah Jin played together.
"Lian Que, look." Ah Jin carried a rectangular box and ran to Lian Que who was practicing his swordsmanship.
Very happy.
Lian Que put away his wooden sword and asked, "What is this?"
"Take a guess."
"I don't want to guess. Tell me, I still need to practice."
Ah Jin opened the box.
Inside was a sword!
A slender and delicate sword.
Lian Que's eyes lit up. "Ah Jin, this sword is really beautiful."
He took the sword out and waved it a few times.
The sword was very long and he didn't have enough strength.
Ah Jin asked him, "Do you like it?"
"Yes."
"Then I'll give this sword to you."
Lian Que couldn't believe it.
"Are you serious?"
"When have I ever lied?" Ah Jin said, "I begged my mother for a long time before she agreed to give me this sword. I know you've wanted a sword for a long time, so I specially brought it for you."
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