Prince, kneel down quickly, the lady can't run away

"Good boy, hurry up and get up, let your grandma take a good look at you." Cui didn't care about anything else and hurried forward to warm the wine.

Wen Jiu then looked up at the kind old man in front of him. He didn't have the gorgeous clothes and pearls of the old lady in the Prime Minister's Mansion, but he was elegant and luxurious. There were happy lines at the corners of his eyes. His silver hair, delicate jade earrings, and purple clothes made him look very kind.

The grandfather next to him had experienced fighting on the battlefield. His solemnity and cruelty always followed him, which made people shudder. He was as clean as the old man, wearing dark gray satin without any pattern on his body. The jade belt around his waist must have been made by his grandmother. The edge of the belt had traces of being washed many times, but he still wore it, which showed that he treasured it very much.

The two elders were stunned, as if they saw their daughter coming back, and their eyes were wet.

"Grandfather"

"Hurry up, your grandmother and I are back, you won't be bullied anymore, we'll take care of everything, your two uncles are back too this time."

"Okay" Wenjiu knew nothing about his maternal grandfather's family. Only after he came back did he find out that his maternal grandfather had four children, three uncles, and his mother and a daughter, who were very much loved. But they never came back once until his mother died. Why?

The old general wanted to hug her, but he patted her shoulder instead to scare her. He didn't control the strength well. They were warming the wine and didn't try to resist, so she staggered. Xuan Ling quickly supported her and called out "Miss!"

"What are you doing? How strong are you? Don't you know it? I heard you were injured a few days ago. You...you...do you want to piss me off to death?" Cui pointed at his nose and cursed. The old general didn't dare to say a word.

He just looked down at his hands, as if regretting

"Grandma, I'm fine. I was just thinking about something and tripped. Grandpa, I'm really fine. I'm fine." Wen Jiu looked at the old general who was like a god of war and was like a child who had done something wrong. He quickly stopped him, otherwise his grandmother would scold him.

"My dear, you don't have to speak for her. He is a rough guy who deals with those naughty men in the military camp all day long. How can a delicate girl like you bear it? I..."

"Gulu."

The stomach of the warm wine rumbled at an inopportune time,

"Come here, bring me some good wine and good food. Go to the kitchen and see what your young lady likes to eat. Bring me some pastries first," the old general said to Xuan Ling.

"Grandfather, I'm not picky about food. Anything is fine with me."

"That's right, old general. The young lady is not picky about food. She eats whatever is available." But it was Xuan Ling's words that made the two elders pause. They looked at her clothes again. This was not what the prime minister's daughter wore. She didn't have any flesh on her body. It was obvious that the daughter had lived a hard life for more than ten years. If it weren't for him, if it weren't for them, he also said that he would take care of his granddaughter. He would kill her to death. By the way, the old man hasn't written to him for a long time.

"Bring me some meat and some nourishing food. Close the door and no one will come today," the old general ordered, and the servants hurried into action.

"My dear, you have suffered, do you blame us? We didn't come back when your mother died, we didn't come back when you were sent away, and we didn't take your brother away, you..."

"Grandma, I won't blame you. I believe you must have been sadder than anyone else when our mother passed away. It's just that something is bothering you, or someone doesn't want you to come back. I understand." Wen Jiu really understood. She traveled through time and space, and she didn't have empathy with the original owner. It was her first time seeing her grandparents' home, and she had long since become indifferent to all the emotions in the world, including family affection...

"My child, I am very relieved to hear your words. However, I still see your mother crying in front of me in my dreams at midnight. Now that you are back, you won't go back. Your second uncle and his family have already gotten used to the life there."

When the old general heard Wen Jiu's words, he immediately lowered his head. It was impossible for his dignified and virtuous daughter to die of illness. He also sent people to inquire secretly, but they only said that she was buried very soon in the Prime Minister's Mansion. What could be wrong if this was not a ghost?

The hateful civil and military officials actually jointly reported that there was a disturbance in the northwest and they could not return, otherwise the army would be in chaos. What chaos? It was just that they didn't want them to go back to see their daughter for the last time. He remembered it, so he didn't want to go to the palace banquet at all. It would be better to stay at home with his wife and children... Be good and have a meal.

"Master, Madam, lunch is ready,"

"Come on, dear, eat well and eat more. We will ask the kitchen to prepare dinner soon. We will wait for your two uncles to come back."

"........"

Wen Jiu really didn't expect such enthusiasm. The old lady seemed to be a community cow.

During meals, the bowl of warm wine was never empty, or it was piled high. When she couldn’t eat anymore, she would say, “Grandma, it’s not like I won’t come again. If you keep feeding me like this, I can’t eat anymore. I’m going to have indigestion soon.”

"Oh, yes, you little girls all have small appetites, but dear, I tell you, you have to eat with big mouthfuls. We are used to battlefields, and we know that as long as people are well fed, warmly clothed, and have a good night's sleep, that is the best life. That proves that there is no war. It took us more than ten years, a full ten years, to live such a life, to let the people of the dynasty live such a life, without being displaced, and without family breakdown. But I am still sorry for you and your mother. Your brother at least enjoys wealth and honor, while my dear has suffered all the hardships in the world. As an old woman, I have fought in battles and killed countless people in my life, and I also want to..."

"Grandmother, you think too much. The dynasty is blessed to have you. The country comes first, and the family comes second. Grandmother, I don't want to hear you say sorry to me and mother anymore. You are the glory of me and mother. I will stand up straight when I go out in the future and will not embarrass you. Please don't mention it again, okay? It's over, the dead are gone, I haven't even gone back, right? Then am I not even more unfilial?"

"Who dares to say that you are unfilial? You were just a little kid at that time, my dear."

"You shouldn't have been given alcohol to drink. This is what happens every time you drink." The old general was also sad. Every time he had a drink with his wife, she would cry. Drinking had become the norm...

"Grandfather, you are sad. Jiu'er is back now. He can always stay by your side and even pester you to tell me stories."

"I'm not sad..." The old general's eyes deceived him, and the warm wine did not expose him.

"Grandma, please go back and take a nap first. Be careful not to get a headache at night."

"I dont go,"

"Grandma, I won't leave. I have to wait for my uncles to come back and ask them for gifts."

"Okay, okay, yes, go ask them for gifts. Not a single one of these ten years can be missing. I'll take a nap for a while, and you should go to sleep for a while. I'll have the servants clean up your mother's yard for you."

"Okay, grandma, you go and have a rest first. I'll chat with grandpa for a while."