Mrs. Zhuang just woke up from her lunch break and frowned deeply after hearing the report from her servants.
"Did you see clearly? It's not King Jing who sent the princess back?"
The servant said solemnly: "His Royal Highness King Jing often comes to the house. I know him well and cannot admit his mistake. The person who just sent the princess back was so tight that he definitely cannot be His Highness King Jing."
After thinking about it, the servant added: "The princess came back from Prince Jing's Mansion a few days ago, and there were people seeing her off. It was too dark that night for me to see clearly, but judging from the carriage, it looks like the same person."
Upon hearing this, Mrs. Zhuang's face became very ugly.
She had vaguely guessed who that person was.
After so many years, he still hasn't given up?
That's right, he has been single for many years, so how could he give up.
"Go down." Mrs. Zhuang waved the servant away, wanting to be alone for a while.
In the evening, when Zhuang Yun returned home from school, Mrs. Zhuang had someone call him over.
"Grandma." Zhuang Yun greeted him respectfully.
Mrs. Zhuang waved with a loving face: "Yun'er, come and sit."
Zhuang Yun followed the instructions and sat down next to Mrs. Zhuang. Mrs. Zhuang dismissed her maids, leaving only her grandfather and grandson in the room.
"Yun'er, did you have fun when you went to celebrate your uncle's birthday last time?" Mr. Zhuang asked casually.
Zhuang Yun said: "I went too late and didn't play anything. I only had dinner and then came back."
"Oh? Who are the people dining together? Do you all know Yun'er?" Mrs. Zhuang asked insinuatingly.
Zhuang Yun shook his head and reported everyone at the dinner table that day.
When she heard that Zhou Boxu was indeed among them, Mrs. Zhuang's eyes tightened.
But in front of Zhuang Yun, Mrs. Zhuang didn't show any signs of being strange. She still smiled and asked casually: "Does Yun'er like that Uncle Zhou?"
Zhuang Yun frowned slightly and couldn't answer for a moment.
Although he had met Zhou Boxu, he had not had much contact with him and could not say whether he liked him or not.
To Zhuang Yun, Zhou Boxu was just a strange elder.
Mrs. Zhuang also thought of this and asked, "Did he send you back that night?"
"Yeah." Zhuang Yun nodded.
The suspicion in her heart was confirmed, and the smile on Mrs. Zhuang's face could not be maintained and gradually faded away.
What she had been worrying about for years finally happened.
Not wanting to affect Zhuang Yun, Mrs. Zhuang smiled and said, "Yun'er, go back and do your homework."
"Grandson, please leave." Zhuang Yun stood up and left.
Seeing the wise and intelligent Zhuang Yun, Mrs. Zhuang was struggling in her heart.
At that time, Zhuang wanted to marry Yu Lan, thinking that if anything happened, with Yu Lan and the royal family relying on him to train him, Zhuang's bloodline would be able to grow up without any worries, and he would make great contributions and revitalize Zhuang.
But if Yu Lan remarries, what will Zhuang Yun do? What should the banker do?
Personally speaking, Mrs. Zhuang does not want Yu Lan to remarry and will stay with Zhuang Yun and the Zhuang family all her life.
But logically speaking, Yu Lan had been married for eight years, so it was natural for her to remarry, and she was powerless to stop her.
However, when she thought of her husband and only son who died fighting for Da Zhao, Mrs. Zhuang's heart was filled with resentment and unwillingness.
The Zhuang family is full of loyal people who fought hard and died on the battlefield for Da Zhao. In the end, everyone died and their merits were lost. Will they end up with the clan being annihilated?
She could point to the sky and say: The banker is worthy of the great emperor, and he is worthy of the monarch and the people.
She just wants Yu Lan to guard the banker's only bloodline. Is this too much to ask?
Mrs. Zhuang sat alone in the room, pondering for a long time with her thoughts swirling. Her face struggled in pain, and a tear rolled down her face.
Yu Lan suffered, so why shouldn't she deserve it?
It gets dark very quickly.
When Zhuang Yun returned to Ruihe Courtyard where he lived with Yu Lan, the lights in the outer room of the courtyard were already bright.
Yu Lan was checking Zhuang Yun's homework for today under the lamp. When he saw Zhuang Yun coming back, he asked warmly what he had learned today.
Zhuang Yun answered one by one.
The maid packed the desk and while Zhuang Yun was doing his homework, Yu Lan took a book and stayed with him.
Not long after, dinner was put on the table, and mother and son went to eat together.
Seeing the food on the table, Zhuang Yun said, "Grandma is a little strange today."
Yu Lan, who was picking up the food, made a move and asked in confusion: "Why is it so strange?"
Zhuang Yun said: "Grandma asked me who was at my uncle's birthday party last time, and also asked me if I liked Uncle Zhou."
The dishes Yu Lan picked up fell back onto the plate.
Zhuang Yun saw it and asked uneasily: "Mother, what did I say wrong?"
Yu Lan shook his head, put the chopsticks into Zhuang Yun's bowl and said, "No, Yun'er just told the truth, and there was nothing wrong."
She knew she couldn't hide the matter between her and Zhou Bexu, and she never thought about hiding it.
Because if she wants to be with Zhou Boxu, she must pass the test of Mrs. Zhuang.
"Mother, why did grandma ask me if I like Uncle Zhou?" Zhuang Yun asked, expressing his doubts.
There were only two maidservants waiting in the hall, so Yu Lan had no scruples and said directly: "Because mother likes him."
Zhuang Yun is already a big boy, and he is very smart and sharp. Yu Lan doesn't want to hide it from him.
Mother and son have been dependent on each other for so many years, and they should face everything together.
Zhuang Yun was stunned and unprepared.
Yu Lan turned to look at Zhuang Yun seriously, and said with a bit of anxiety: "If Uncle Zhou and I are together, will Yun'er agree?"
Zhuang Yun's face was solemn and he didn't know how to answer.
Yu Lan didn't push him, she smiled warmly and said, "There's no need to answer in a hurry, let's eat first."
Although Zhuang Yun is only eight years old, he has a precocious mind. Although he could not fully understand the matter, he knew that it was important and could not answer casually.
Halfway through the meal, Zhuang Yun suddenly asked: "My mother cried that day, but was she bullied by Uncle Zhou?"
Yu Lan was stunned after hearing this, then laughed and said: "It's not bullying, it's touching."
This matter should be explained clearly to Zhuang Yun, so as not to cause misunderstanding and make him hate Zhou Boxu.
After listening to Yu Lan's serious and solemn explanation, Zhuang Yun stopped talking again.
After a while, he asked: "Does mother like my father?"
Ever since Zhuang Yun could remember, he rarely heard Yu Lan mention his father. Even when he asked about it, Yu Lan always said the same words.
"Your father is a loyal, patriotic, brave, righteous, majestic and admirable general..."
Sure enough, Zhuang Yun knew these words again and knew them by heart.
Zhuang Yun interrupted Yu Lan and said, "Mom, what I'm asking is, do you like your father?"
Yu Lan was stunned, looking at Zhuang Yun's clean and pure eyes, which did not allow her to escape the perfunctory gaze, and she fell silent.
After thinking carefully, Yu Lan said solemnly: "He is a hero, and I respect him very much. But emotional matters can't be dealt with, and I haven't been with him for a long time. I don't know him well enough to like him. to the point.”
Zhuang Heng was so good that even if he forced her to marry him, she wouldn't be resentful towards him.
If he had not died in the battle, she would have lived a lifetime of respecting him as a guest.
But after Zhuang Heng died, Yu Lan's heart was forever occupied by Zhou Boxu.
Yu Lan only had respect for Zhuang Heng.
That night, Yu Lan treated Zhuang Yun as an adult and answered Zhuang Yun's questions seriously and sincerely.
After Zhuang Yun heard this, he seemed to have grown up suddenly.
