Reborn to be replaced? Remarried to the royal palace, raising children and training husband

Xiang Zhu, who was standing nearby, couldn't help but burst out laughing, and then said in a joking tone:

"It's really strange to hear the word 'rules' coming from the Second Young Master's mouth."

Everyone knows that the most unruly person in this mansion is Zheng Fengyun.

He even has the nerve to criticize others.

After being teased, Zheng Fengyun's face flushed. He pretended not to hear it, but continued to look at Gu Qinlan eagerly and said:

"Mother, I think my third sister will definitely kick the quilt when she sleeps at night. Otherwise, let me sleep with her. I can watch over her at night and prevent her from disturbing your rest!"

Zheng Fengyun spoke very seriously, with a solemn expression on his face, as if he was speaking entirely out of concern for Gu Qinlan.

Gu Qinlan gently rubbed his nose, then smiled and flatly refused:

"No."

"Ah..." Zheng Fengyun's little face immediately fell.

"Second Young Master, your little abacus is too loud. People outside are almost hearing it."

Xiang Zhu couldn't help but laugh out loud while mocking at the side.

Zheng Fengyun was a little embarrassed by what he said. He widened his eyes, put his hands on his hips, and said angrily:

"You are so bold, girl, that you dare to make up stories about your master. Believe it or not, I will let your mother punish you!"

Xiang Zhu quickly suppressed the smile on his lips, tried his best to maintain a horrified expression, nodded frequently and said:

"That's true, Second Young Master. It was my fault. Please don't complain to the princess or punish me."

"Humph, knowing your mistakes is the best way to improve yourself!"

Although Zheng Fengyun felt regretful that he could not sleep with Zheng Huiyi like she did, he was mature and quickly put this little thing behind him. Instead, he smiled happily as if he had just remembered his real purpose:

"Mother, mother, I heard that you visited Bafanglou today! Where are the delicious snacks? You must have prepared some for Fengyun, right?"

Gu Qinlan couldn't help but chuckled and said, "If I didn't bring it to you, I'm afraid you would burst into tears."

"Hey, I won't shed tears, but Feng Yun will definitely make some noise."

Zheng Fengyun put on a generous look, waved his hand, and then skipped to Gu Qinlan, hugged her thighs, and said coquettishly:

"Mother, please give me the snacks quickly. The more the better. Don't leave any for my brother!"

"Where is your elder brother? Where is he now?"

"My eldest brother is very greedy, but he is too embarrassed to ask mother for it. He is waiting outside the yard now. I don't know how long he has been standing there."

Zheng Fengyun waved his hand with disdain.

Upon hearing this, Gu Qinlan couldn't help but have some guesses in her mind. Zheng Fenghui was a young boy, but his mind was extremely deep.

Worrying too much is harmful to your health, and hiding things is definitely not a good idea.

Gu Qinlan smiled gently, then sighed, motioned Xiang Zhu to hand the snacks to Zheng Fengyun, and then gently coaxed Zheng Fengyun away.

Immediately afterwards, Gu Qinlan stood up and put on an exquisite outer robe, and Xiang Zhu and Wocan walked out of the house.

As soon as she reached the gate of the yard, Gu Qinlan saw Zheng Fenghui curled up in the corner with a distressed expression on his face.

"What? It's late at night. Instead of going to rest, can I find the person I want by waiting here?"

Gu Qinlan looked at Zheng Fenghui who was squatting on the ground. His body was covered with tiny water droplets. He didn't know how long he had been standing in the cold wind.

She sighed softly, and gently draped her outer robe over Zheng Fenghui, then stretched out a slender hand to him and said gently:

"Get up, let's talk inside."

Zheng Fenghui stared in a daze at the hand in front of him that was as warm as jade and as white as snow.

The hand seemed weak and powerless, with slender fingers, but... it seemed to contain endless warmth that could reach people's hearts.

Zheng Fenghui raised his hand involuntarily and held that gentle hand.

The moment Gu Qinlan gently wrapped his hand, Zheng Fenghui's heart seemed to be driven by magic and began to beat uncontrollably.

The warmth was, as he had expected, reassuring.

It's like... a mother's embrace.

Zheng Fenghui was only eight years old, older than his two younger siblings, Zheng Fengyun and Zheng Huiyi. They might have forgotten their mother's face, but he still remembered it clearly.

Mother...is always so gentle and often holds his hand affectionately.

At that time, Zheng Fenghui felt that holding his mother's hand tightly was like having the warmth of the whole world.

However, the mother passed away.

In the last moments of her life, her hands were no longer warm, but icy cold.

He tried with all his strength to warm his mother's hands, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not restore his mother's hands to their former temperature.

In his memory, his mother's tears rolled down her cheeks. She still held his hand gently, interlocked his hand with the hands of his brothers and sisters, and whispered softly:

"Feng Hui, from now on, you are the eldest brother and you must be the only support for your younger brothers and sisters."

Zheng Fenghui was confused. Why should he become the support of his younger brother and sister-in-law?

Isn't there still a father?

But the mother didn't explain any more, she just closed her eyes forever.

At this moment, Zheng Fenghui stared at Gu Qinlan holding his hand, and a sense of trance arose in his heart.

How long has it been since I felt such a warm hand holding?

Although Sister Xiao was kind, there was always an indescribable sense of distance in her gentleness. Perhaps because of the constraints of etiquette or for other reasons, she never held his hand easily.

Although their grandparents loved them, their hands had become rough and were completely different from the mother's hands in their memories.

As for my father... he was always cold and selfless, so majestic that it was difficult for people to approach him.

Zheng Fenghui was led by Gu Qinlan and slowly walked into the flower hall. Along the way, his eyes seemed lost in his own hands, with a thousand thoughts in his mind.

It was not until his hand was gently released and a cup of warm tea was handed to his palm that Zheng Fenghui looked up in surprise.

Gu Qinlan pushed him to sit on the chair, then slowly spoke:

"Although it's already early spring, the weather is still unpredictable, with varying temperatures. Aren't you afraid of catching a cold standing outdoors alone? Drink some hot tea and warm yourself up."

There was unquestionable firmness in Gu Qinlan's voice. Zheng Fenghui did not refute but obediently took a sip of hot tea.

Sure enough, the cup of warm tea flowed slowly down his throat into his stomach, like a warm stream, nourishing his limbs and bringing great comfort to his body and mind.

"Thank you for your care, mother." Zheng Fenghui raised his head and looked at Gu Qinlan sincerely, his voice full of gratitude.

Gu Qinlan stared at the young man in front of her. His height was not even enough to touch her shoulders. However, as he sat there, he looked unusually calm and steady, like a little adult.

At a certain moment, a feeling of guilt surged in Gu Qinlan's heart. She stared at Zheng Fenghui, with a hint of pity in her eyes.