"No, no, no." Mrs. Qingyou was busy wavering her hands, "You two can just use it slowly."
Zi Tong chuckled, jumped out of Beichen's arms, landed in front of her, and grabbed her arm with his hand, "Will you just sit there? What's the point?"
Zi Tong pressed Mrs. Qingyou onto the chair without saying a word. Beichen got up and walked to her, and knelt down at Mrs. Qingyou.
"The King?!"
Mrs. Qingyou was startled and wanted to get up in panic, but Zi Tong pressed her shoulders to prevent her from moving.
"He is your son, and he has done such a traitor, and he should have bowed to you."
Mrs. Qingyou was still stunned. Beichen had raised his face and looked at her with an apology.
"Mom, I'm sorry."
When Mrs. Qingyou heard the word "如", she could hardly believe her ears.
"Mom, Beichen has already remembered everything." Zi Tong explained in her ear with a smile.
"Really?!" Mrs. Qingyou raised her palm tremblingly, and carefully extended to Beichen, holding his face, "Chen'er, do you really remember your mother?"
"Chen'er apologizes for the past two years. Mom doesn't want to be angry about her birthday."
"Silly child!" Mrs. Qingyou carried him into her arms, "How could I be angry with you? As long as you are well, I am willing to do anything... Mom will know that my Chen'er will not be a cold-blooded and ruthless person... I knew that there would be this day..."
Holding Beichen, Mrs. Qingyou just burst into tears.
Lanting stood aside, and raised her sleeves to wipe her eyes.
Zi Tong did not comfort her. After two years of separation, she knew that her son was there, but she could not recognize each other. The bitterness in Mrs. Qingyou's heart also needed to be leucorrhea.
After she let her cry for a while, Zi Tong walked up and took out a handkerchief to wipe her tears.
"Mom, stop crying. Now Beichen is back, and I am back too. Soon, our family will be together again."
"Okay, mom won't cry!" Mrs. Qingyou stood up, tidied up her robe for Beichen, and pulled Zi Tong over, "Come on, let mom take a good look at you, my son and wife... Well, my son is still so handsome, is my wife? It seems to be a little more beautiful...Lanting, hurry up... Go and inform the head of the family and let all the sect leaders of the Bei family come too..."
"Mom, don't worry!" Zi Tong said hurriedly, "Now, the matter about Beichen cannot be announced to the public. We are here this time to see you and your father first, and we will return to the palace soon."
"Why?" Mrs. Qingyou asked in confusion.
Zi Tong simply told her about the masked man. Mrs. Qingyou was also a smart man. Knowing that this matter was extraordinary, she nodded gently.
"Since that's the case, you guys have dinner first. I'll go and find Shui Han and meet you."
"Madam, young master, young lady, chat for a while, I'll go and invite the head of the family." Lanting said.
"He is not in Beifu, so I'd better go. You don't know where he is." Mrs. Qingyou smiled and patted Beichen and Zi Tong's arms, "You eat something first, and my mother will come back soon."
"Be careful," Beichen reminded.
Turning around and looking at the son's eyes that looked over with concern, Mrs. Qingyou raised the corners of her lips and showed a gentle smile.
"Don't worry, mom knows." Seeing that the two were still standing there, she rushed over and pressed them to the table, "You can eat something first, these are the ones you and Zi Tong love to eat the most."