At that time, Su Yunchu was still young, even if she saw Song's secret sadness, she would not understand it, but Su Yunchu understood, and she who inherited those memories also understood this weak daughter but strong mother.

Probably in the previous life, her mother was busy with official duties, and she seldom received the kind of love that a child should have from her. However, in this life, through the memory of the real Su Yunchu, she felt the love of this mother like a dream. , so, she accepted Song from the bottom of her heart.

Su Kun has been standing two steps behind Su Yunchu without saying a word after Su Yunchu came in. At this time, he saw Su Yunchu lighting a stick of incense for Mrs. Song, looking at the tablet he personally carved, and the relationship between husband and wife in the past But scenes flashed in front of my eyes.

At that time, Mrs. Song followed him to the south of the Yangtze River. She was alone and had no one to rely on. The love in her youth was so vigorous, regardless of the obstacles from her family and the outside world. Mrs. Song was alone, so he could arrange her identity, even without a dowry , he had a betrothal gift, and he could also let the Song family marry into the Hou's mansion and become the mistress of the Zhiyuan Hou, but...then...for some reason, everything changed...

Looking at the side profile of Su Yunchu's face, which was five points similar to that of Song's, Su Kun couldn't help sighing, "If your mother knows about it, she will be happy today."

Su Yunchu listened, but the memory paused, but the corners of his mouth twitched lightly, "Is there anyone in the spring who knows? I would rather she be ignorant and forget everything about her past life, lest she just think about those unpleasant pasts."

"You!" Su Kunbie was choked up by Su Yunchu's cold and heartless words, unable to speak.

"Hmph, it's common for men to have three wives and four concubines. Why do you have to complain about your mother? Even if you marry into Prince Jing's mansion in the future, you won't be able to enjoy Prince Jing alone." Su Kun's tone was tinged with anger.

Su Yunchu sneered, what she was dissatisfied with was never Su Kun's three wives and four concubines, but Su Kun's ability to watch Song's being bullied by other people in the house without paying attention.

Regarding Su Kun's words, she just turned her head, her voice was cold, "You are not qualified to say this."

After speaking, he didn't say any more, and walked out of the ancestral hall of Su Mansion alone.

Guests from outside have already come in one after another. Qi Qi is waiting in the lobby of the front yard of the Su Mansion to worship Su Yunchu who came out to pay respects to his ancestors. , it becomes.

When Su Yunchu came to the banquet living room, the living room was already full of people. Seeing Su Yunchu's arrival, everyone got up to salute. The identities of Princess Jinghe and future Princess Jing were much higher than those present.

When Su Yunchu came out, there happened to be a call from outside, "His Royal Highness Prince Jing is here..."

Just looking up, I saw Murong Yuan was still dressed in a black robe, walking in steadily, his face was still serious, only when he met Su Yunchu's eyes, there was a hint of tenderness .

Only Murong Ze still had a baby face, and walked in beside Murong Yuan in a charming purple robe.

The guests in the hall hurriedly saluted Murong Yuan. The atmosphere was originally quite relaxed, but it was because Murong Yuan who suddenly appeared was obviously slightly depressed.

Su Yunchu secretly laughed in his heart, and straightened out that he didn't know whether this guy came to watch the ceremony or to smash the scene.

After walking in, Murong Yuan didn't do much else, he just gave a hum to the guests who were all saluting, and then sat down on the seat on the other side.

Su Yunchu had no choice but to let him go.

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