Mo Shu found herself montarily at a loss for words.
Yu Siqiao, holding the two children, as if confirming this guess in his heart, said, "Even though I’ve only rembered this scene, there’s a long ti ahead in the future. Give so ti, okay?"
Mo Shu: "..."
Ji Nan couldn’t hold it in any longer and burst out laughing.
Mo Shu’s expression twisted with complexity and frustration, and she couldn’t bear it anymore: "You’re overthinking it."
Yu Siqiao: ?
"I’ve never drunk ngpo Soup, I haven’t seen the Wangchuan River, and I’m not soone who would willingly endure a thousand years of tornt just to rekindle a past relationship in this lifeti, but there’s one thing you got right," Mo Shu stepped forward, her eyes seemingly able to speak, gazing at him, she said softly: "Marrying my husband, having children, and building a family does feel like sothing from a previous life, but just the scene you recalled is not enough evidence that you are the man I deeply love."
Yu Siqiao pursed his lips.
But, it was clearly him!
Such mories were not unfamiliar to him at all; on the contrary, Yu Siqiao felt an imnse familiarity, a strong sense of intimacy.
When he recalled that particular scene, Yu Siqiao felt unprecedented happiness.
It was the kind of contentnt that filled his heart thoroughly, sothing he had never experienced before.
It was as if an obsession he’d always wanted to fulfill was completed in an instant.
In the face of Mo Shu’s sincere clarification, Yu Siqiao felt a sense of swelling unease in his heart.
Mo Shu sighed softly and said, "The kids are probably hungry, I’ll take them back for so milk."
The two little milk jars in Yu Siqiao’s arms perked up at the ntion of milk, waving their small chubby hands towards Mom, crying out loudly.
Mo Shu picked them up, one in each arm, and asked softly, "Hungry?"
Big Milk Can: "Waa waa!"
Little Milk Jar: "Ba ba!"
Mo Shu’s face darkened.
Hearing this, Yu Siqiao suddenly felt a lightness in his mood, his smile becoming a bit more genuine.
It doesn’t matter.
Even if he couldn’t rember more right now, one day he would rember everything.
After all, the bond between him, Mo Shu, and the kids was sothing nobody could sever.
He had a premonition that perhaps, possibly, he really was Yu Siqiao, the one she had always admired.
This perfectly tid intuition gave him full confidence.
Ti passed quickly, and seven days went by.
Prince Consort Qiao Cang’s cousin finally transported a Ferghana horse from the old city.
The Emperor was greatly pleased upon seeing it, lavishing praise on the horse and expressing great satisfaction with Qiao Cang’s so-called cousin. Not only did he personally summon the stableman cousin, but he also bestowed him with many rewards.
By the ti Mo Shu arrived, the Emperor had already begun to entertain the cousin.
"Oh, you didn’t even call in advance, that’s too much." Mo Shu had stayed up a bit too late the night before playing with the children, so she also got up a bit later today; at this mont, she looked rather energized, with a radiant glow.
This lively voice was just the right volu, filled with a young girl’s energy.
This voice too attracted many glances; even if it wasn’t the first ti they’d seen this Princess, they couldn’t help but be captivated by her stunning beauty every ti.
Especially Yu Siqiao’s cousin.
Accompanied by two children, when Yu Siqiao saw her, a faint joy appeared on his face. He stood up to greet her, his voice clear and gentle, "Up already?"
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