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  This spring day was beautiful, Xu Mingjin brought Xuan Yuanze and Xu Mingxuan, who had already become a champion, back to the separate courtyard where Fan's wife was buried.

  At this time, Xu Ruoyi had already passed away. This time, Xu Mingjin and his family came to put Xu Ruoyi's ashes in the coffin of Fan's wife and bury them together. Mrs. Xu originally did not allow it, but she also had a request for Xu Mingjin, her two daughters still wanted to rely on Xu Mingjin to find a good family in the capital, so when Xu Mingjin sent someone to talk to her, she agreed without hesitation. Xu Mingjin knew what she was thinking and didn't mention it, anyway, those two little girls would grow up in more than ten years, no rush.

  Xu Mingjin stood with the crowd in front of the grave, watching as the servants placed Xu Ruoyi's ashes into Madame Fan's coffin. Xu Mingjin felt an unbearable pain in her heart. Although she had only been in this world for a little over a year since she crossed over, Madame Fan had given her genuine maternal love and affection. In this world, there were not many people who truly cared for her, and Madame Fan was one of them. As she recalled the details of Madame Fan's final moments, Xu Mingjin couldn't help but tear up, and suddenly, a hand appeared beside her, holding a snow-white handkerchief that gently wiped away her tears.

  Xu Mingjin didn't look back, he just held Xuan Yuanze's hand more tightly.

  The little girl on the side was dissatisfied and held her mother's and father's tightly clasped hands. Xuan Yuan Ze lowered his head to see the little girl pouting with her small mouth, chuckled, bent down, and hugged her into his arms.

  Then, the little girl flashed a triumphant smile at her mother. Xu Mingjin, who was still heartbroken, couldn't help but feel a mix of laughter and tears upon seeing his daughter's expression. They say that daughters are their fathers' past-life lovers. This saying really does hold some truth. Although he was still very sad, it was undeniable that the father-daughter duo had alleviated Xu Mingjin's sorrow to some extent.

  Xu Mingxuan looked at the grave in front of him, slowly being filled with soil. The sadness in his eyes was so obvious, and yet he held back his tears, not letting them fall. For Xu Ruoyi, he might be sad, but it wouldn't be to this extent. The only person who could make him feel such deep sorrow was Lady Fan, the kind mother who had taken care of him since childhood.

  Fan Yicheng stood there with Yan Yuwei, his eyes also moist. That was Fan Yicheng's only younger sister! So many years had passed, how was she doing down there? The Fan family's business had been revived, and he already had a son, look, wasn't that the one in his wife's arms? They were planning to have another child next year, and the Fan family's descendants would become more and more numerous. His sister down below must be happy too! Thinking about it, tears rolled down his cheeks, falling from the corners of his mouth...

  Chun Xing stood behind the crowd, also with moist eyes. What a gentle person Madam is! Chun Xing sighed. She has changed her name back now, those things happened so long ago, no one mentions them anymore, that year, in the Shangshu Mansion, a maid named Chun Xing was beaten to death. Zhang Chao stood beside her, gently taking care of her and the child.

  Yu Zhuo and Autumn Clouds, who had already become close friends, also stood on that side with a worried expression.

  Everyone stood there until dusk fell, and then reluctantly returned to their living quarters in another courtyard.

  Xu Mingjin was afraid that Xu Mingxuan would be too heartbroken and not good for his body, so he wanted to go and persuade him, but Xuan Yeze stopped him: "You can't go, it's not convenient, I'll go instead! We're all men, it's easier to talk, you just stay home and take care of Xinger!"

  Xu Mingjin listened and thought it made sense, so she took her daughter from her husband's arms and comforted her. Xuan Yuanze gently looked at the mother-daughter pair before heading to Xu Mingxuan's courtyard.

  Xu Mingjin took a glance at Xuan Yuanze's departing back before lowering his head to coax his daughter.

  The crowd had been living in another courtyard for more than half a year before returning to the capital again.

  The next morning, the young master of Ping Xi Wang Fu, Xuan Yuan Qing Lin, made a fuss about his mother, Yang Lian, going to Ming Wang Fu to visit his younger sister. Yang Lian couldn't resist him and had no choice but to bring him along.

  Xu Mingjin was teaching her daughter to sing: "Twinkle, twinkle, little star... The sky is full of small stars..." Xuan Yuanqinglin smiled as soon as he saw his daughter, and the sight of her missing front tooth made Xu Mingjin laugh. He didn't care about that, and with his short legs shaking, he rushed towards his daughter. Xu Mingjin quickly reached out to hold him back, waiting for him to steady himself before letting him go play with his daughter.

  Two little kids were playing on the side, and the two mothers watching them had satisfied smiles on their faces. Xu Mingjin took a glance at Yang Lian and found that she had actually gained some weight again, looking plump and radiant all over, with a vibrant spirit that made it clear she was a woman who had been nourished by love and filled with happiness. Xu Mingjin felt delighted in her heart, it seemed that Yang Lian had finally achieved her happy ending.

  Xu Mingjin smiled happily, completely unaware that Yang Lian was looking at her and thinking: Even if he remembers you for the rest of his life, what can be done? After all, it's me who will spend the rest of my life with him. He won't be stubborn for many more years anyway.

  However, Xu Mingjin's happiness is also enviable. In the Ming Wangfu, she is the only mistress, and even though she has been married for three years and has only one daughter, no one looks down on her. The Empress Dowager also did not force anyone into the Ming Wangfu.

  After Yang Lian bid farewell, Xu Mingjin was excited to prepare the dowry for Xuan Yuan Jinglin. It had been a long time, and his little sister was finally getting married, Xu Mingjin couldn't express how happy he was. The person Xuan Yuan Jinglin was marrying was the son of the Duke of An Guo, a family of military generals. Xuan Yuan Jinglin liked to dance with knives and guns every day, so it wasn't unexpected for her to marry into such a family, Xu Mingjin thought.

  In half a year, Xuan Yuan Jinglin will be getting married. She actually proposed that Xu Mingjin personally embroider a screen to give to her as a dowry gift at the time. For so many years, Xu Mingjin had never even touched an embroidery needle. Upon hearing this, his entire face turned into a bitter melon. He simply didn't know how to embroider!

  Xuan Yuan Jinglin said coolly: "Can't? Then sister, you still teach your little niece to embroider flowers. Let her embroider then?"

  Xu Mingjin looked down at his daughter and saw that she ran far away as soon as she saw the embroidery needle, and he couldn't help but feel a chill...

  Forget it, I'll just embroider it myself! If it doesn't turn out well, then I won't put it on display...