Chapter 635: The same taste as when I was a child, the reason why Feng Qingyan suddenly disappeared

Chapter 635: The same taste as when I was a child, the reason why Feng Qingyan suddenly disappeared

The queen came in with the longevity noodles. She walked very slowly because she was too nervous.

For so many years, she hadn't made longevity noodles for her eldest son. She didn't know if her eldest son would think it was too late when he saw her.

If it wasn't for the Crown Princess to encourage her, she wouldn't have the courage to come in.

Seeing Xiao Jinyan sitting in front of the desk, his serious look reminded her of the emperor when he was young.

Speaking of which, the eldest son is a bit like the emperor, in his eyebrows and eyes, and his way of doing things.

The only difference is that he handles emotions differently.

In a flash, he came to the desk, and the queen put the longevity noodles on the desk.

Xiao Jinyan glanced at the longevity noodles in front of him and found that they were a little different from those in previous years.

He raised his head in confusion and was stunned when he saw the queen.

Xiao Jinyan didn't expect to see his mother. He had never seen her on his birthday for so many years. Now he saw her, which made him a little at a loss.

After he realized what was happening, he stood up and walked around the chair to greet the queen, "Why is mother here?"

The queen glanced at the longevity noodles on the table, "Today is your birthday, mother made longevity noodles, try it, do you like it?"

The queen was also spoiled since she was a child, and she didn't know how to cook.

She learned to make longevity noodles for the emperor. After her eldest son was born, she would make longevity noodles for him on his birthday.

She hasn't made it for her eldest son since he went to Nanzhao.

I don't know if he still likes it?

Xiao Jinyan looked at the longevity noodles on the desk, and the bowl was still steaming, which should be fresh out of the pot.

When he was in Nanzhao, what he missed most was the longevity noodles made by his mother, but he couldn't eat it.

He thought he could eat the longevity noodles made by his mother when he returned to Daxia. On his birthday, he waited all night, but he didn't get the longevity noodles made by his mother, and he didn't even have a simple blessing.

Seeing that the queen mother celebrated his brother's birthday and cooked the longevity noodles he always wanted to eat, he really envied his brother at that moment.

It also let him know that after leaving Daxia for these years, without the queen mother, he had long forgotten his birthday.

He thought he would never be able to eat the longevity noodles made by his mother in this life, but he didn't expect to eat it today.

Xiao Jinyan raised his head, looked at his mother, and opened his mouth to say something, "How did the queen mother remember the birthday of her son?"

The queen was a little uncomfortable, and she didn't dare to look at her eldest son. It was not because she was guilty, but because she felt guilty. She ignored her eldest son's feelings over the years, which made her feel that she was not a qualified mother.

"The queen mother always remembered your birthday. During the years when you went to Nanzhao Kingdom, every time you had a birthday, the queen mother prepared longevity noodles for you,"

Xiao Jinyan was a little surprised. If he didn't know the queen mother's temper, he would think that the queen mother was lying to him.

To ease the embarrassment, the queen reminded: "Eat the noodles first, it won't taste good if it gets cold."

"Yeah." Xiao Jinyan sat down on the chair and looked at the longevity noodles that were still steaming. There were two poached eggs on the noodles. He picked up the chopsticks, picked up the noodles and blew them to his mouth before putting them into his mouth to eat.

It tasted the same as when he was a child.

The queen watched her eldest son finish a bowl of longevity noodles with her own eyes, and there was not even any noodle soup left. She suddenly felt like she was back to her son's childhood, cooking a small bowl of longevity noodles, and he finished it all.

She didn't know what to say for a moment, picked up the empty bowl, and said softly: "The bowl, I'll take it away, you continue to review the memorials."

Xiao Jinyan stood up and saluted, "Farewell, mother."

The queen walked out of the study with the empty bowl, her heartbeat was always thumping, and she was so nervous that she didn't know what to say.

Feng Wuyou had been waiting outside. When she saw the queen coming out, she came forward and said, "Mother, how is it?"

The queen was a little excited, "He has eaten it all. I thought..."

She thought her son would definitely question why she treated him like this all these years, why she didn't celebrate his birthday, cook longevity noodles for him, why...

She found that although her eldest son's temperament had changed a lot, it was only on the surface. He was still sensible and smart in his heart, and would think about others.

Her son did not hate her as she imagined.

On the contrary, in order to hide her guilt all these years, she was unwilling to communicate with her son. It was not that she was unwilling, but she didn't know how to communicate.

How to make up for the motherly love that her son had missed all these years.

Feng Wuyou didn't know the queen's complex psychology, and she didn't understand it, because she had never experienced it, or it might be because of her personality.

However, this was already a good start. Xiao Jinyan ate the longevity noodles cooked by the queen herself.

She proposed this because it was the first year when Xiao Jinyan came to Nanzhao.

That day, it was very cold, and Daddy put a red cotton coat on her.

She chased the snowball out to play and saw a person squatting under the corner.

Xiao Jinyan was taciturn at that time. No matter what she said or asked, he didn't say a word.

He just stared at her with his beautiful phoenix eyes.

Later, after getting familiar with him, she knew that it was his birthday that day and he wanted to eat the longevity noodles made by his mother.

Unfortunately, she was still very young at that time and didn't know how to cook longevity noodles.

After the queen went back, Feng Wuyou took a look at the study before returning to the Hehuan Palace.

In the dead of night, Feng Wuyou was sleepy when she saw Xiao Jinyan walking in with Yueshuang.

"I'll take a bath first." Xiao Jinyan said, with a cold air on his body. Xiaojiu was afraid of the cold, so he didn't go directly to the bed.

Feng Wuyou responded, holding the hot water bottle, waiting for Xiao Jinyan to take a bath and go to bed.

When Xiao Jinyan came out of the shower, he saw Xiao Jiu on the bed, with only his dark head exposed. He walked over with a smile, and under her gaze, he lifted the quilt and lay down.

As soon as he lay down, Xiaojiu's petite body snuggled into his arms, "Your body is so warm."

When winter comes, Xiaojiu loves to crawl into his arms and put her feet between his legs.

Xiao Jinyan held her in his arms and looked at her with a half-smile, "You know my mother will make longevity noodles for me today."

Xiao Jinyan used affirmative sentences.

Feng Wuyou raised her little face and said with a smile, "Are you happy then?"

Xiao Jinyan did not hide his mood at the moment.

"I'm happy. I haven't eaten it in fifteen years, and it still tastes like when I was a kid."

Feng Wuyou said: "My mother asked me a few days ago what should I prepare for your birthday. She also said that I would only prepare longevity noodles. Isn't that too casual? My mother is also very nervous."

Xiao Jinyan said: "This is already good."

Feng Wuyou put her arms around his neck and kissed him on the cheek, "Jin Yan, happy birthday."

Xiao Jinyan lowered his eyes and looked at her, "Don't you have a birthday gift?"

Every year on his birthday, he still looks forward to the birthday gift Xiaojiu prepares for him.

"Of course." Feng Wuyou turned around, took out a painting from behind and handed it to Xiao Jinyan, "Here comes the birthday gift."

Xiao Jinyan looked at the thing in her hand curiously and guessed it was a painting. He was even more curious about the content of the painting.

Every painting she painted would amaze him and make him want to keep it privately.

He couldn't wait to take the painting, and then slowly opened it, and the content of the painting gradually appeared in front of him.

In the painting, there are two children, one big and one small.

The boy was wearing black clothes and standing under the tree looking at the girl.

The girl was wearing pink clothes, with two sideburns, and was holding a bunch of candied haws in her hand.

When Xiao Jinyan saw this scene, he immediately remembered that it was his birthday when he was nine years old. Xiaojiu gave him a bunch of candied haws on a stick. She said she didn't know how to cook longevity noodles, so she used candied haws on a stick instead.

But at that time, in order to satisfy his desire to eat longevity noodles, Xiaojiu asked Yu Shanfang to make a bowl of longevity noodles.

Xiaojiu is Princess Jiuyou, and what she wants is a matter of her words.

Although the longevity noodles were not cooked by his mother, he was still very happy.

Xiao Jinyan looked at Xiaojiu excitedly, "I want to keep this painting in a good collection."

Feng Wuyou smiled, it was just for you to collect.

*

At this time, on the carriage.

Jun Moqing followed Feng Qingyan for more than half a month. During this half month, he also learned about her identity and the reasons she said that she could not get married and have children.

She is a saint of the Ula tribe, and she is required to remain a virgin during her reign.

Without Shou Gong Sha, one cannot be a saint.

If you have sex with a man while you are a saint, it will bring bad luck to the Ula people.

Jun Moqing found it a bit funny. It was obviously superstition and they put shackles on the saint. If something happened, it would be blamed on the saint.

Along the way, Feng Qingyan saw Jun Moqing's thoughtfulness, which was in great contrast to his appearance.

During this period of time, Jun Moqing did not do anything excessive.

However, I would hold her and occasionally kiss her at night when no one was around.

Other than that, there was nothing excessive.

Jun Moqing is still a very upright gentleman, and she is very sure about this.

The Wula people are located in Changyan Mountain and are an ancient ethnic group.

The carriage stopped at the edge of a pavilion. Feng Qingyan pushed the carriage away and jumped out neatly. She looked at the familiar mountains and went out to play for a while. She felt the same as she had for a long time.

"finally reached."

Jun Moqing got off the carriage and came to her side. Looking at the mountains in front of her, he asked her: "Is it convenient for you to live in the mountains?"

Feng Qingyan raised her lips and smiled: "Then you don't know. Although the Ula people live in the mountains, it doesn't mean they are very poor. Some of the food they eat is grown by themselves, and some of it is bought at the market. Go to the market. There are many roads in the city, so you don’t have to worry about food and drink.”

Jun Moqing thought they lived in a remote area

"I see."

"Let's go, I'll take you to see my mother-in-law." Feng Qingyan led Jun Moqing towards the mountain.

Jun Moqing followed leisurely. He knew too little about her before.

After walking for about two miles, I saw a bamboo house. It was obvious at a glance that the bamboo house was old.

Feng Qingyan pushed open the fence door and walked in. She saw a figure on a stool in the yard, hunched over, pulling vegetables. She called out: "Mother-in-law, I'm back."

The old woman, who was called the mother-in-law, made some tugging movements, looked back, and was a little surprised to see Feng Qingyan.

"Why are you back so early? Didn't you say you wanted to have more fun?"

As soon as her mother-in-law finished speaking, she saw the man behind Feng Qingyan, and her expression changed, "Why did you bring a strange man back? Have you forgotten the rules of the clan?"

Feng Qingyan looked at Jun Moqing, stepped forward and took her mother-in-law's arm, saying, "Mother-in-law, I have something to ask you."

The mother-in-law glanced at the man and asked with a cold face: "What's the matter?"

Feng Qingyan didn't mince words, but asked straight to the point: "Mother-in-law, I went out once before, right? And the palace guard sand is gone. You added it later, right?"

Upon hearing this, the mother-in-law immediately scolded her with a straight face: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Feng Qingyan continued: "Mother-in-law, I am no longer a saint. I have been doing my duty for so many years. Does mother-in-law still want to hide it from me?"

The mother-in-law still had a cold face, "I don't know what you are talking about. You just went out for a while and came back talking nonsense. You brought a man with you. I think you were deceived by the man."

Jun Moqing took two steps forward and looked down at the white-haired mother-in-law, "Mother-in-law, Feng'er is my wife. We have a daughter who is twenty years old this year. Twenty years ago, you should have taken Feng'er away, right?"

The mother-in-law sneered: "What nonsense are you talking about? How old are you? You come to deceive A Yan?"

Jun Moqing replied slowly: "I am forty-two this year. I was twenty-one when I met Feng'er."

The mother-in-law showed an unbelievable look and looked at Feng Qingyan, as if to verify, "A Yan, is he really forty-two?"

Feng Qingyan nodded, "Mother-in-law, he is indeed forty-two, and has a daughter who is twenty years old. I saw it with my own eyes."

The mother-in-law looked Jun Moqing up and down, "Then who are you?"

Jun Moqing said: "I am the Xuanmen Master."

The Xuanmen Master is another identity of Jun Moqing. Compared with the identity of the National Master, almost few people know it.

In the eyes of the world, the Xuanmen Master and the National Master are two people, both of whom are very powerful and mysterious.

Feng Qingyan was stunned when she heard this. She had never asked Jun Moqing about his identity during the days she met him. She only knew that he was a very powerful person.

She didn't expect that he was actually the Xuanmen Master?

He has always been a mysterious figure in the legend, and she met the real person?

The mother-in-law was also shocked for a long time, "The Xuanmen Master is so young?"

Jun Moqing: "Grandma, you are too kind."

Feng Qingyan: "..."

Grandma: "..."

At the table, the mother-in-law brewed a pot of tea and poured one for each of them.

The teacup is made of bamboo, and the surface has been polished and is very smooth.

Feng Qingyan took the teacup and continued to ask: "Grandma, did I really give birth to a child? Is the toad sand on my arm fake?"

The mother-in-law sighed. The secret that had been buried in her heart for so many years was still discovered by Feng Qingyan.

I didn't expect Feng Qingyan to meet the man before when she went out.

In fact, the mother-in-law had never seen that man.

Back then, Feng Qingyan was only fifteen years old when she was chosen as the successor of the Saint. She suddenly disappeared when she was sixteen. The succession ceremony of the Saint was imminent, and there was no room for delay.

When Feng Qingyan was found, she had already given birth to a child.

It was a big deal for the successor of the Saint to have a child, and she would be locked up in the Snake Mountain to feed the snakes.

Moreover, the Saints were selected through layers of selection a year in advance, and it was too late to make a temporary selection.

Even if Feng Qingyan was not taken back, if she was found by other people in the tribe, she would probably end up being fed to the snakes.

At that time, the mother-in-law took Feng Qingyan back to Changyan Mountain regardless of her wishes.

In order to prevent the elders of the tribe from discovering that Feng Qingyan had given birth to a child, she had to have the chastity sand re-pointed.

Good night!