The concubine is so charming

Chapter 1109 Happy Reunion
Su Yao looked at the handkerchief in Mu Cixiu's hand, and finally pulled it out cruelly:
"From the beginning when we met, to the time when you regarded me as an obsession, it was wrong from beginning to end. Now that life and death are separated, it can be regarded as cutting off the last trace of connection, so no matter whether there is an afterlife or not, we all regard each other as one Complete stranger. Then you don't have to suffer from love all your life."

Su Yao's hand holding the handkerchief trembled a little. After a while, he raised his hand and wiped away his tears:
"Mu Cixiu, thank you for everything you have done for me in this life. I also heard your last wish, and I will definitely do my best to realize it... I also hope that you will be safe and happy in your next life."

And most importantly...

Thank you for your love no matter the cost...

Su Yao turned around slowly, and saw Chu Feiyan who was waiting not far away holding Xiao Baoer.

Su Yao tried her best to raise the corners of her lips, but ultimately failed.

Chu Feiyan came over, raised his hand and pulled Su Yao into his arms: "Yaoer, it's not your fault."

"Master Xiang, I want to handle Mu Cixiu's funeral myself, as a thank you for all the things he has done for me."

"it is good."

Seeing her mother crying, Xiao Baoer also became anxious, and pressed her soft hand on Su Yao's cheek: "Mother, don't cry."

Su Yao raised her hand and hugged Xiao Bao'er in her arms: "Mother is fine."

Little Bao'er saw Mu Cixiu: "Uncle, I'm asleep..."

"Yeah, that uncle fell asleep, let's not disturb him, shall we?"

"Uncle, are you tired?"

"Well, he has done a lot of things, so he is very tired. Let him sleep well and rest enough."

"Hmm." Little Bao'er raised her hand to cover her mouth, for fear of quarreling Mu Cixiu because she spoke too loudly.

Su Yao turned her eyes secretly, fearing that she would cry again when she saw it again.

The famous officials took their hands and hung up white cloths all over Rongwang's mansion.

Li Sheng, the prefect of Rongcheng, hurried over. After Su Yao and Chu Feiyan accepted his visit, they asked him to buy a high-quality coffin and put Mu Cixiu in it.

The people of Rongcheng knew that the Rongwang Mansion, which had been closed for many years, suddenly started holding funerals, and they were curious for a while, and they came to watch.

Su Yao didn't publicize Mu Cixiu's identity, but just released Jinhua.

Jinhua had been tortured before, but the hidden guards acted appropriately and did not take her life.

Seeing Jinhua, Su Yao was slightly stunned: "You..."

"This servant has met Her Royal Highness the Eldest Princess."

"Have I met you before?" Su Yao saw Jinhua, and felt that it looked very familiar.

"Yes," Jin Hua knelt on the ground with a respectful attitude, "Calculating now, it should be nine years ago. The eldest princess passed by Jiangnan and once brought a rose with her."

"I remembered, it was at the Huaxi Festival."

"Yes, the one who distributed the roses at that time was the servant girl, and the rose was raised by the young master himself."

"You have been taking care of Mu Cixiu all these years?"

"Yes, the young master doesn't have many useful people around him, and his health is not good, so he has been taken care of by slaves all the time."

Su Yao was silent for a moment: "What are your plans for the future?"

"Princess, the young master's health is poor. Even if he goes underground, he will have to be taken care of. The servant wants to follow the young master. After the servant dies, I hope the eldest princess can bury the servant not far from the tomb of the young master. In this way, the servants will be able to serve the young master for generations to come."

After Jinhua finished speaking, he bowed his head respectfully to Su Yao, and before Su Yao could respond, he pulled out the hairpin from his head and stabbed it directly into his chest.

Su Yao frowned.

The famous officials on the side hurriedly stepped forward to check: "Reporting to the princess, I am no longer angry."

Su Yao nodded, his eyes were a little dignified: "According to what she said before, let's bury her."

"Yes."

Seven days later, Mu Cixiu's funeral was finished.

After Su Yao and Chu Feiyan settled their mood, they were ready to leave for the capital.

Going back at this time, Huhe Tuao should have just entered Beijing not long ago, so he happened to be able to meet him.

The two were just about to set off when they suddenly heard a loud cry from the shore.

"Father, mother!"

Surprised in Su Yao's heart, she turned her head to look at the shore, and saw Su Chenxi waving her arms and shouting.

"Dawn?"

Su Chenxi ran to the pier quickly, and jumped from the shore to the boat neatly.

Su Yao was startled, and quickly stepped forward to support her: "How old is the child, and still so out of tune?"

"Mother, I miss you so much." Su Chenxi hugged Su Yao coldly. She was taller than her own mother, but she was not at all embarrassed to act coquettishly.

Su Yao looked at her quickly: "I've lost a lot of weight and darkened a lot, but I've become more energetic."

"Man, it's not shameful to be white and tender." Su Chenxi's eyes were clear, "Mother, do you miss me?"

"Of course I miss you."

"Then are you happy to see your son?"

"Of course I'm happy."

Su Chenxi turned her head away, winking at Chu Feiyan.

Chu Feiyan snorted secretly: Knowing that he would meet Mu Cixiu when he came to Jiangnan, Chu Feiyan prevented Su Yao from being unhappy, and wrote a letter to Su Chenxi early, asking him to come directly to Jiangnan to meet them. Then go to the capital together.

This brat can only make Yao'er happy.

Su Chenxi's return made little Bao'er very happy, and started talking while pestering her brother.

Su Yao and Chu Feiyan leaned against the window, smiling at the two brothers and sisters:

"Yao Er, I have ordered someone to completely seal the Rongwang Mansion. From now on, it will not be opened again."

"Okay." Su Yao nodded.

The matter is over, Rong Wangfu, let it continue to be part of the memory.

"Yao'er, you..." Chu Feiyan remembered that Su Yao cried in pain that day. After knowing that Mu Cixiu had done so much, would she regret Mu Cixiu's departure?
Su Yao took Chu Feiyan's hand and clasped his ten fingers tightly: "Master Xiang, I promise you everything in this life and the next life, so before I left, I invited an eminent monk from the south of the Yangtze River to teach Mu Cixiu. Chanting scriptures, I hope that in the next life, he can meet a good girl whose eyes are all about him."

After all, she and Mu Cixiu lacked such a sliver of fate.

Chu Feiyan held Su Yao's hand: "Thank you, Yaoer."

"Thanks for what?"

"Thank you for being willing to stay by my side, thank you for giving me your whole heart." Chu Feiyan looked at Su Yao, his eyes full of unresolved friendship.

"Then don't I also want to thank Master Xiang?" Su Yao smiled.

Their hearts for each other have always been the same.

"We are grateful to each other."

"En!" Su Yao nodded heavily, and gently approached Chu Feiyan's arms, "Master Xiang, Qing Chen and Meng Rou have returned to the palace, and Daddy will also go to the capital, and Grandpa has also finished dealing with the matter of Ghost Doctor Valley." ...When we go back, this can be regarded as a reunion."

"Yes, reunion."

Chu Feiyan embraced Su Yao, and looked up at the flying birds flying far away in the sky.

In the future, I hope to be so reunion and happy forever.

(End of this chapter)