After taking the lunch for Xia Luoying out of the kitchen together with the little pigeon, Ming Yan and the little pigeon returned to the yard but stopped and stopped walking, because every time he took a step, there was a threshold he had never crossed before.
"Little prince, won't you go in?"
Little Pigeon asked Ming Yan gently. Seeing the hope in his eyes, she felt a little distressed and wanted Ming Yan to follow him in to meet his mother.
Ming Yan shook his head with a smile and said: "Little Aunt Pigeon, I won't go in. Mother likes peace and quiet, so Ming Yan can just watch her here."
Little Pigeon looked at Ming Yan distressedly, feeling very heartbroken by how sensible this child was.
"Little prince, actually you can go in. If you don't want to disturb the princess, just hide in the corner and watch her standing outside the door silently. Even if the door is not closed, you will not be able to see the princess."
Mother and son have seen each other since they were born, but have never seen each other again. It is so heartbreaking for such a thing to happen.
We obviously have each other in our hearts, but we still have to pretend that we don’t know each other.
Ming Yan was filled with excitement after listening to Little Pigeon's words. He looked at her in disbelief and said, "Little Pigeon Aunt, can I really go in and see my mother?"
He really wanted to see his mother, but he was always afraid of disturbing her
After Little Pigeon nodded, Ming Yan began to worry again: "I'm afraid of disturbing my mother--"
He doesn't want his mother to dislike him, he wants to be a good boy for his mother
"No, little prince, the princess has been in this courtyard for so many years and has never been out. No one has seen her except me. As for you being her child, how could she not miss you!"
The little pigeon really hopes that Mingyan can make Xia Luoying's dead heart come alive again
After all, the little prince who died in infancy has not been around for so many years, so why does her princess have to torture herself so much?
"good"
Ming Yan nodded nervously and walked into the yard with Little Pigeon.
This is the first time he has set foot in this courtyard. When he walks in, he can smell the breath of peace, as if it is the breath of his mother.
He took every step softly, and every step was so cautious, as if he was afraid of making any noise and disturbing Xia Luoying.
Xia Luoying was reciting silently in the room. The little pigeon comforted Ming Yan, who was waiting outside the door. She brought the food into the room.
Ming Yan looked at Xia Luoying in the room with her back to him, her angry little eyes filled with tears.
That was his mother. Even if he just looked at her back, he would recognize that it was his mother. She was the mother in the portrait hanging in his father's study.
"Mother——"
He opened his mouth and called, but made no sound. Just like this, he felt satisfied.
But as if mother and son were connected, Ming Yan just opened his mouth and called, and Xia Luoying had already felt it.
"Ming Yi——"
At that moment, she thought it was Ming Yi calling her, and she was a little excited
For so many years, his Ming Yi had never appeared in her dreams, never returned to her, never called her, but at this moment she seemed to hear
Little Pigeon also heard Xia Luoying's call, and was a little surprised that Xia Luoying suddenly called Ming Yi's name. She stepped forward to ask,
"Princess, what's wrong?"
"I just thought I heard Ming Yi calling me."
The little pigeon's eyes turned to Ming Yan who was hiding at the door. Knowing that maybe mother and son were connected, Xia Luoying felt Ming Yan's arrival.