The legitimate daughter was reborn, and the emperor’s little Jiaojiao went crazy.

Seeing that Shi Chengyi had not returned home yet, Yu Sujun couldn't help but feel anxious.

Shi Yunzhou comforted his mother, "Father is a sensible man. He must have encountered something, that's why he didn't come back. Mother, don't think too much."

Shi Anxue also nodded, her eyes were watery and shiny like grapes, "Now our North Wing is peaceful and safe."

Yu Sujun's mood immediately relaxed after hearing this, and she touched her daughter's face, "Oh, the little girl also knows 'Seas are peaceful and rivers are clear', amazing."

Shi Anxue raised her chin, "I know a lot. Isn't that how Sister Xia'er got her title of 'Princess Haiyan'? Everyone is guessing if there is also a 'Princess Heqing', hehe!"

In this way, Yu Sujun slept peacefully all night with the comfort of her children.

It was daybreak and Yu Sujun was no longer sleepy. She had just sat up and was getting dressed in the dark when she saw a beam of light.

She lifted the curtain and poked her head out to look, "Madame Yu, didn't I tell you not to keep watch?"

Nanny Yu was her personal nanny and also the nanny in charge of the entire house. "I am old and have a light sleep. I can't fall asleep even if I lie down. I came in when I heard the noise. Madam, you got up so early, are you worried that the master didn't come back all night?"

"Master hasn't come back yet?" Yu Sujun put on her clothes and got out of bed.

During the period of mourning, the couple slept in separate rooms.

Yu Ma replied, "I have been guarding here because I am worried that the master will come back suddenly. It is dark and it would be bad if he stumbles and bumps into something."

The mansion had always lived frugally, and many servants had been dismissed. Now, except for the gatekeeper, there was basically no one to serve in the yard at night.

Yu Sujun sat in front of the bronze mirror and murmured, "My husband didn't come home all night, and he didn't need someone to come back and tell me. He usually tells me where he goes and how long he will be back."

Nanny Yu was silent for a moment, and while she was tying up her master's hair, she said, "Madam, I have something to say, but I don't know if I should say it."

"Just let Madam tell you." Yu Sujun turned around and said, "Just sit down and talk."

Nanny Yu sat down as she was told and lowered her head, "Old slave... Old slave..."

Yu Sujun frowned, "Madam, what is it that is so difficult to say?"

Nanny Yu was silent for a moment before she took out a crumpled piece of paper from her sleeve and handed it to Yu Sujun. "This is what I found when I was cleaning the study, and I hid it away."

Yu Sujun didn't know why her heart was beating violently.

When I opened the paper, I saw it was a casually drawn portrait.

With just a few strokes, the image comes to life.

At first, what she was thinking was, was the person her husband was painting Xia'er?

The girl in the portrait has a very beautiful face and her features are vivid.

Anyone who knows him would think that the portrait is Shi Anxia.

Only Yu Sujun knew that the person in the portrait was not Xia'er, but Tang Chujun.

Because the girl had her hair in a crescent-shaped bun, which was the most popular hairstyle for girls in Beijing twenty years ago.

Yu Sujun put the portrait into her sleeve and said to Nanny Yu, "Has anyone else seen this portrait?"

Nanny Yu shook her head. "I have always cleaned the master's study myself. The master has always been very clean and always kept everything in order. This piece of paper might not have been thrown into the trash can at that time, so it rolled to the side and was discovered by me." She was very embarrassed. "Madam, I saw on the portrait that it was, it was the second..."

Yu Sujun lowered her eyes and interrupted, "Mammy, no matter who you see in the portrait, it's all in your stomach."

Nanny Yu replied, "Yes." She couldn't help but sigh at the end of the sentence, "I just feel that Madam..."

Yu Sujun raised her eyes and said, "Mammy, I'm a little thirsty. Please boil a kettle of water for me to make a cup of hot tea."

Nanny Yu stood up quickly and said, "Yes, I will go right away."

When Nanny Yu walked away, Yu Sujun's eyes were already filled with tears.

She quickly suppressed the tears and couldn't help but recall that when she first married into the family, she had already prepared for a fake marriage.

How happy she was at that time, she didn't have to be the old man's concubine.

It was she who begged her husband to help her jump out of the sea of ​​fire. How could she now blame her husband for having Sister Chu Jun in his heart?

But they have been married for many years and their children have grown up. Yu Sujun has said several times that she doesn't mind that her husband cherishes such a person in his heart. But her husband keeps saying that the past is like smoke and everything is over.

So, what kind of mood should one have now that the portrait has been painted?

Yu Sujun is not a person who likes to dwell on trivial matters. She is the kind of person who wants to repay others for their kindness if they treat her well.

After all, she owed her husband a favor, so there was no need to keep holding on to it. Letting go of others was also letting go of herself.

After Yu Sujun washed up and felt refreshed, she drank a cup of hot tea and felt her whole heart warmed up.

But my heart didn't warm up for long, because Shi Chengyi came home.

After not seeing each other for one night, Shi Chengyi looked much more haggard.

Yu Sujun was just like usual. She asked someone to wring out a hot towel to wipe his face and helped him change his outer clothes. She asked casually, "Where did you go last night? Where did you sleep? Did you drink?"

Shi Chengyi's body stiffened, and he asked in a deep voice, "Madam, are you questioning me?"

Yu Sujun's hand, which was straightening the wrinkles of his clothes, paused in mid-air, and she was stunned for a moment, "Why does my husband speak like this?"

Shi Chengyi raised his voice, "Isn't it? From the moment I walked in, you stared at me and asked me questions. If this isn't an interrogation, what else could it be?"

I can't even breathe!

Yu Sujun: “…”

She usually speaks like this, and her husband praises her for being quick-witted and speaking whatever she wants to say. He also says that such people are easy to get along with, and you don't have to guess what the other person is thinking.

Why do you dislike her asking so many questions today?

Isn't she concerned about where he went last night and whether he got enough rest?

Shi Chengyi saw that Yu Sujun was silent, and he became even more annoyed. "Why are you silent again? Are you angry?"

Yu Sujun: “…”

So it’s wrong for me not to speak?

If Yu Sujun had not seen the portrait before, she probably would not have responded with silence if she had been confronted.

But after seeing the portrait, although she would not blame him in her heart, there was still a layer of distance between them.

It was because of the separation that she had a clearer view. She frowned and asked, "Did something happen outside, my husband?"

Shi Chengyi's expression froze, and he looked flustered as if he had been caught. "What big thing could have happened? Didn't I come back safe and sound?"

Yu Sujun has always been shrewd in managing the harem, and she has a very clear mind. "So nothing big happened, just a little thing. You are in a bad mood, so you take it out on me?"

Shi Chengyi said sullenly, "No."

Seeing that Shi Chengyi was unwilling to talk, Yu Sujun stopped asking, "Then let's have breakfast." She picked up his changed clothes and smelled them, then turned around and left, saying, "You drank last night."

There is another sentence, which is not said out loud: the clothes smell of powder...