Yunguan tossed and turned all night, not only because she was afraid of the dark, but also because her thoughts were in turmoil. She repeatedly missed the best side of her deceased relatives to avoid falling into sadness and self-pity, but she finally had to kneel in front of their graves and face their deaths.

Now she returns to Wuchuan as a qualifying princess and comes back to burn the anniversary of her father. Maybe her grandmother's spirit in heaven will feel at ease when she hears it, but it is indeed a heavy blow to her mother.

Yunguan's mother didn't want her to marry into the royal family the most. Even teaching her piano, chess, calligraphy and painting was forced to do anything. Even the Duanmu Mansion, which was noisy when her mother passed away, was uneasy.

Most of Yunguan's resentment towards her father came from not leaving a whole body for her mother, and she had never even fought for it. Her grandmother said anything, so she burned her mother's bones into a handful of white ash. Yunguan once put her mother's ashes into her favorite wooden box hand by hand. Tears dripped down and mixed with the ashes formed into crystals, as if new bones were to grow to make up for the regret of incomplete bones.

"Why didn't Master's mother get along with Lord Duanmu?" Ze Fenglin looked at Yunguan's mother's tombstone and was very confused.

"My mother doesn't want to, I have to follow her ideas." Yunguan didn't expect that she would be blank in her heart when she knelt in front of her father's grave, and she couldn't even shed a single tear.

"Does they have a bad relationship?" Ze Fenglin saw that Yunguan was extremely calm, so he wanted to tell her what she thought.

"It's great, but my mother has no bones to get along with her." Yunguan responded lightly, and she felt angry when she mentioned this.

"After my wife died of an epidemic, the old lady insisted on cremating her." Mr. Cao spoke for Yunguan. He understood that this incident always made Yunguan jealous of her grandmother.

"If my mother is sick, how can I be safe when I take care of her all day?" Yunguan never believed that her mother passed away because of the disease.

"But even the master said that his wife had an epidemic?" Mr. Cao heard Lord Duanmu talk about this in person.

"Maybe I'm lucky." Yunguan didn't want to mention the past grudges. Her mother had turned into a handful of ashes. It was meaningless to worry about why she died of illness.

"Don't Lord Duanmu often take care of his master's mother?" Ze Fenglin remembered that Yunwan said that when she sent her mother away, Lord Duanmu was present. She missed her mother's dying instructions because she went to the river to fetch water.

"Yes, it was fine for the master and the eldest lady to take care of each other, but before the wife, two maids in the mansion died of the epidemic."

Mr. Cao remembered that those days were a darker moment in Duanmu Mansion. All contacts were isolated from the outside world. The prefect of Wuchuan ordered the guards to guard day and night. They needed to report when entering and leaving the mansion. Even Lord Duanmu could not go in and out freely. "Miss, don't blame the old lady anymore. She had no choice at that time. If she did not cremate her wife, she would have to hand it over to the prefect for handling. That consequence..."

"I don't blame my grandmother, I just blame my father for not even a word of struggle, because he knew my mother was not a disease." Yunguan was confident that if her mother really got a disease, based on the old lady's character of feeling sorry for her offspring, she would definitely not allow her father to come and take care of her. Besides, even a child with a weak constitution has not fallen ill, how could her mother suffer from a disease?

"But I heard the master and the old lady talk about this with my own ears?" Mr. Cao said clearly again. He didn't want Yunguan to be dissatisfied with them. The deceased should not hold grudges anymore, which only increases the troubles of living people.

"Many things in Uncle Cao are not as simple as they appear. Only I know the pain in my mother's heart." Yunguan felt sorry for her mother very much. She had never left a good fortune in her life. She didn't even leave a whole body after her death. She was really sad and sad for her, and hated her personality of not fighting or robbing without desire, so that she was bullied by her immortal mother again and again.

"Actually, the master misses his wife very much, but it's not easy to get caught between his mother-in-law and daughter-in-law." Butler Cao is a discerning person, and he sees many things in his eyes, but he just doesn't want to say them out loud.

"Forget it, it's all the past, it's useless to say more." Yunguan didn't want to argue with Mr. Cao because of the past. He was gone, so what's the use of a name?

"Master, Uncle Cao, the paper money has been burned and his head has been kowtowed. Wouldn't it be said that Chen Shi end? We should go back." Ze Fenglin urged. If he stayed here for a moment, his master would feel sad for a moment.

Yunguan walked back in a daze. She was very glad that she had been making trouble because of her mother's death, so her grandmother was willing to bury her mother's ashes in the family cemetery. She specially selected the highest place for her cemetery for burial. Although the tomb was a little smaller, it was in an excellent location.

He was very angry with others when he was alive, but after he died, he could be more than the person who entered the cemetery later, which was also considered an advantage in his long sleep. Therefore, Yunguan did not want to touch his mother's grave again, and he did not want him to be as compatible with Duanmu Chongze, because there was no bone to be combined.

Yunguan felt that this choice was a decision made by her father. Since he had not stopped her mother from being burned by the epidemic and being broken into ashes, how could he still have the luxury of thinking about it?

"Master, take me to the city." Ze Fenglin just wanted to accompany Yunguan to relax. He thought Yunguan would cry so dark.

"Well, Uncle Cao, can you go back by yourself?" Yunguan was a little worried. Since the master passed away, Mr. Cao sprained his ankle and fell into a problem with his foot.

"Don't worry, I'm fine. Let's go back to the mansion to have dinner in the evening. I want to make more food and invite the Han family's father and daughter to welcome you together." Mr. Cao planned to purchase more food and wanted to make all the dishes that Yunguan likes to eat.

"Uncle Cao, don't have to worry, we will set off tomorrow." Yunguan came back just to burn the anniversary of her father. Now there is no reason to stay. Besides, she left Youchen herself in the imperial capital, so she wanted to rush back sooner.

"I'll leave tomorrow? So anxious?" Ze Fenglin thought he could stay in Wuchuan for a few more days.

"That's not a greeting. It's a farewell ceremony for you. Let's go, let's go, I'm fine."

Manager Cao waved his hand and asked Yunguan and Ze Fenglin to leave first. He was going to stay in front of the old lady's grave for a while to say what he was thinking. In fact, he really wanted to be with the Duanmu brothers, but felt that his old bones could only cause trouble for the young people, so he chose to continue to guard the huge mansion. Now he is born in Duanmu Mansion. Only by staying in Wuchuan can he do his last little effort.
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