“Mother, after you returned to Daliao, I imagine you must have suffered a lot of scorn and hardship?” Yang Ruqing asked.

Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!

Tuoba Xian smiled wryly, “Of course. I am the eldest princess of Daliao, a legitimate princess. My marriage is a trump card in my father’s hands, a tool for political alliances between nations.”

“As a princess, I enjoyed the reverence of my people. Naturally, I should have shouldered the responsibilities befitting a princess, but because of my own personal feelings...”

"Forget about the days of waiting for my birth, I've driven my father to his grave with anger."

“As for what happened later, I don't want to say much. It was just a pregnant woman foolishly waiting for her lover to come and take her.”

“Although her beloved had yet to appear, one day she accidentally heard that he was ambushed. She disregarded everything and rushed to his rescue with a squad of personal guards.”

"Before they could rescue him, she was ambushed herself. She barely survived and gave birth to a child. She entrusted the child to her personal guard and prepared to die."

"But heaven didn't let this woman die, it allowed her to live. From then on, her lover disappeared completely. Some say he died on the battlefield,"

"Some say he failed in the struggle for the throne and was secretly executed long ago,"

There are all sorts of rumors, but basically, he just vanished completely, without a trace.

"As for the son, he was also looking everywhere. In the end, he learned that his child had also died. That poor woman lost both her husband and child; she was utterly heartbroken!"

"Mother, everything is in the past now. You have us, and there are Chen'er and the baby to keep you company. Don't dwell on those unhappy things anymore," Yang Ruqing comforted her.

Tuoba Xian nodded, her gaze falling on the comb.

Yang Ruqing also followed her gaze to the comb: "If, if Father returns, what will you do?"

Tuoba Xian smiled wryly and shook her head: "I don't know either. Thirty years have passed, things have changed so much."

A wait that stretches on for too long will slowly wear away the love between two people.

If the father-in-law really came back to find his mother-in-law, I guess she wouldn't know how to face him.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law each had their own thoughts in mind. At this moment, Chen'er and Baby came back together.

Let me know if you have any other text you'd like translated! ?

"Grandma, your grandson has finished his painting. Please take a look."

Chen'er presented the drawing paper with both hands.

Let me know if you have any other text you'd like translated!

The drawing paper was folded in half, not rolled up, because the ink wasn't dry yet, but it couldn't be seen from the outside.

Tuo Ba Xian put down the comb in her hand and reached out to take the drawing paper.

Her hand trembled slightly, especially as she slowly unfurled the canvas, her trembling intensified.

Yang Ruqing wished she could reach out to help her up, at this moment, she had already spread out the drawing paper completely.

On the drawing paper, that man's face was glaring...

A rectangular face with a beard, wearing a long robe, with his hands behind his back, and behind him is an endless sea.

A man's aura is as powerful as the ocean.

Especially those slightly furrowed sword eyebrows and those deep-set eyes, like the endless night.

"Chen'er, is this the grandfather who raised you?" Yang Ruoqing asked. Let me know if you'd like to translate anything else!

Chen'er nodded. "Yes, it is my grandfather."

Yang Ruqing said again, "Chen'er, from childhood to adulthood, have the people who served you ever said that you look like your adoptive grandfather?"

Chen'er was taken aback, then said: "When I was very young, I heard two maids gossiping privately, saying that I resembled my grandfather and wondered if I was his blood relative?"

Later, when the officials heard about this, they took the two maidservants and beat them with a dozen bamboo sticks, transferring them out of my courtyard. I never saw them again.

Yang Ruqing suddenly realized, the crowd's eyes were indeed sharp and discerning.

>

The man on this drawing paper, with his eyebrows, eyes and features, has the same bearing and temperament as Luofeng Tang, they are about 70% similar.

Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!

And since Chen'er is Luo Fengtang's son, it's only natural that the grandson resembles his grandfather.

With a definite answer in her mind, Yang Ruqing quietly raised her eyes to look at her mother-in-law, Tuo Ba Xian's expression.

Only seeing the old woman's two hands clutching the painting, her trembling had subsided, but the muscles on her face were twitching, her eyes fixed straight on the man's face in the painting as if she wanted to stare a hole through it.

"Mother, what's wrong with my grandmother?" Luo Bao'er tilted her head and looked at Tuo Ba Xian, very puzzled.

Yang Ruqing gently shook her head at Luo Baobei, signaling her not to speak for now.

Chen'er then took Luo Bao's hand and said, "Come on, sister, let's go back to the house first. Brother will check your homework for you."

Luo Bao'bao nodded obediently and skipped along after Chen'er.

At last, Tubo Xian had a reaction in the room.

"It's him, it really is him! He didn't die, he's still alive?"

Tuo Ba Xian couldn't believe it, and her words became incoherent.

Yang Ruqing was also excited, happy, and surprised.

“Yes, your father is still alive. Not only is he alive, but he has also raised our Chen'er!” she said.

“Mother, this is truly fate! It was your husband who saved Chen'er's life all those years ago. This grandson... wait, Mother, something just occurred to me!”

"What's wrong?" Tobar Xian raised her tear-filled eyes and asked.

Yang Ruqing said, "Father-in-law, Father-in-law should already know that you are in Changping Village, and also know that Fengtang is your son, and Chen'er is your grandson!"

Otherwise, he wouldn't have let Chener hand you the comb. This is a hint, a test! she said.

"What are you hinting at? What are you trying to probe?" said Tuoba Xian. Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!

Yang Ruqing said, "Hint to you, he's still alive. Trying you, do you still remember the promise from back then!"

"Of course, all of this is just my personal guess. Only he himself knows what the godfather really thinks!" she said.

Tuoba Xian chuckled self-deprecatingly: "If I had truly forgotten him, would I be so alone now?"

"It's him, hiding and dodging. Since he knows I'm here and that his son, daughter-in-law, grandchildren, and great-grandchildren are all under one roof, why doesn't he show himself? Why is he afraid to meet us? What is he so guilty about and what is he so afraid of?"

Tuo Bao Xianyue became more and more excited, her fingers tightly clutching the drawing paper, which she had deformed by gripping it so hard.

"Could it be that he married another woman, started a family, and had children, which is why he dares not appear or come to see me?"

>

At the thought of this, Tuoba Xian felt a deep sense of frustration, even more so, she felt utterly desolate.

"It's impossible, absolutely impossible! Although my father hasn't visited my mother for all these years, I believe in my father's heart, besides my mother, there's definitely no other woman around him!"

Yang Ruqing's words brought a glimmer to Tuoba Xian's ashen face.

“Qing’er, you have never met him, why are you so certain?” she asked.

Genius one second: m.