With the system traveling through time, the queen always becomes a mother painlessly

The old lady walked over and wiped her tears with a handkerchief.

Even though the old marquis now has a great granddaughter and a great great granddaughter, Nan Yan, the granddaughter who has been in poor health since childhood and who he grew up with, has always been his most beloved child.

Seeing Nan Yan crying, the old marquis struggled to raise his hand to wipe her tears.

"Yan'er... don't cry..."

Nan Yan pulled the old marquis's hand and put it on her face, crying and saying, "Okay, Yan'er, don't cry. Grandfather must take the medicine well and get better soon."

"Okay... I'll listen to... Yan'er..."

His gaze slowly turned to the old lady beside him. Nan Yan made way for the old lady and the old lady sat in her seat.

"You've said a lot today, so take a good rest first! We can talk about anything later." Perhaps the old lady had noticed something and didn't want to hear what he had to say.

The old marquis tried hard to pull out an arc at the corner of his mouth, and slowly said: "In the future... you must be good..."

After that, his eyes closed and his hand slid down.

Nan Yan covered her mouth with a handkerchief, tears fell from her eyes, her lips trembled and she couldn't utter a word.

The old lady put her trembling hand under the old marquis's nose.

"Master Hou!"

She cried and yelled.

The people in the yard outside were shocked and ran in.

"father……"

"grandfather……"

One by one they knelt on the ground.

The old marquis is now over seventy years old, which is a very old age in this era.

After coming here, it was the first time that Nan Yan faced the death of a relative, and it was her grandfather who doted on her so much. Until the old marquis was buried, she still felt light-headed and couldn't believe it.

After returning to the palace, she was like a walking corpse. She had no appetite and couldn't eat well. Shang Yue and others saw it and were worried.

The two lively guys Le Xuan and Le Ci were also listless all day long. They both liked their great-grandfather very much, and he doted on them a lot.

Now that their great-grandfather had passed away and they would never see him again, they were as sad as their mother.

In order to accompany Nan Yan, Shang Yue basically handed over all the memorials to Zhao Yunhe to handle. Originally, there were also some for Nan Hui, but Nan Hui was also busy accompanying his sad wife.

Seeing Nan Yan's face become much thinner in just a few days, Shang Yue held her in his arms with a look of heartache.

"Yan'er, grandpa loves you so much. He would be heartbroken if he saw you like this. The dead are gone, and the living are like this. We can't keep immersing ourselves in grief. We have to look forward."

"But I can't forget the grief of losing my grandfather. Whether I open my eyes or close them, I can think of the love my grandfather had for me."

As she spoke, her voice began to become hoarse again.

"Ayue, I don't have a grandfather anymore, woo woo woo ~ Grandfather is gone, I don't have a grandfather anymore..."

Shang Yue felt heartbroken when he heard her crying.

He held her close, stroking her hair gently, letting her vent.

Since the old marquis passed away, she has been crying silently and never cried out loud. Crying like this may make her feel better.

Soon, he felt the wetness on his shoulder.

His arms tightened a little more.

After a long time, her voice became smaller and smaller, and her breathing gradually became steady.

Shang Yue relaxed his arms and looked down. It was obvious that she had fallen asleep from crying.

He was about to carry her to the bed, but just as he moved, he saw her frowning, so he quickly stopped.

She hadn't had a good rest these days, and now that she had finally fallen asleep, she couldn't be woken up.

After about another quarter of an hour, when the person fell asleep, he carried the person to the bed and laid him down.

Then, Nan Yan's swollen walnut-like eyes came into view.

Shang Yue asked someone to prepare ice cubes and throat-soaking soup for her to drink when she woke up.

It took Nan Yan a full half month to slowly recover from her grief.

New Years later, Ruan Ning'an left the Marquis' Mansion with his wife and children and returned to Qinyuan Village.

Yuan Qianqian lifted the curtain of the carriage and looked back. She saw her parents-in-law and sisters-in-law waving to them. She smiled and waved back.

Only when they were out of sight did he lower the carriage curtain and look back, with tears in his eyes.

Ruan Ning'an sighed softly and pulled the person into his arms, "Don't be sad, it's not like we won't come back in the future."

Yuan Qianqian leaned in the man's arms and cried silently.

As a princess of the Yuan Dynasty, even though the Yuan Dynasty has been destroyed, her mother-in-law and others still treat her the same as before, without any change. She is very touched.

She felt that all the suffering she had endured in the past ten years was worth it for her current happiness.

As soon as little Mu Yuan woke up, he heard his mother sobbing softly. He looked up and saw that his mother was crying in his father's arms. He woke up instantly.

"Mom, why are you crying? Did Dad bully you? I'll go tell grandpa and grandma right now."

The two-year-old little guy is fair and tender, and his looks are a combination of Ruan Ningan and Yuan Qianqian. He looks very cute with his puffed cheeks.

Ruan Ning'an's eyes flashed with helplessness, "Yuanyuan, is Dad this kind of person in your heart?"

Uh... Dad seems... probably... never made Mom cry.

A trace of guilt flashed across Little Mu Yuan's face, and then he said with a lack of confidence: "There are only my parents and me here. I didn't make my mother angry, so the only one left is you."

Ruan Ningan: ...

What you said is quite logical.

But he couldn't be the one who made his wife angry in his son's mind, so he explained, "Your mother didn't cry because of your father, she cried because she couldn't bear to leave your grandmother and the others."

"What!" Little Mu Yuan then noticed that he was actually in a carriage.

"Dad, why are we in a carriage?"

"We are going back to Qinyuan Village." Ruan Ning'an touched the little guy's head, "Are you happy? Didn't you miss Qiangzi and the others when you came back last year? We will be back soon and we can play with them."

"Wow, wow, wow~~" Little Mu Yuan suddenly started crying.

"What's wrong, Yuanyuan? Why are you crying?" Ruan Ning'an became anxious when he saw the little guy crying again.

Before I could comfort one, another one started crying.

"Wow wow wow... I can't bear to leave my grandparents, my brothers and sisters, my cousins... I can't bear to leave my aunt the queen the most..."

Woo woo woo...I won’t be able to see the beautiful Queen Aunt anymore.

"Yuanyuan, be good and stop crying. Dad will take you back this year and you can see them then."

"Wow...how long will it take?"

The carriage slowly went away amid the crying of the mother and daughter.

The originally sad little Mu Yuan, upon returning to Qinyuan Village and seeing his friends, immediately recovered to full health.

In the 222nd year of Yuanhe, Nan Yu took part in the imperial examination.

A month later, he took part in the palace examination and won the top spot.

Originally, Shang Yue wanted to keep him in the capital, but he asked to go to other places to contribute to the people.

Nan Hui and Ruan Yurou respected their son's ideas and did not interfere with or object to his decision.

A month later, he set out to serve as a county magistrate in a more remote county.