Publishedat 31st of October 2019 01:40:09 AMChapter 775: 775
She tried hard to calm the turmoil in her heart, as well as the deep fear of Mu Sheng, as she walked up to him .
“Grandpa, the medicine is almost cool . Once it"s cold, it won"t be as effective . Shall I feed you while it"s still warm?” She crouched beside him and stirred the medicine with a spoon while asking him this .
Mu Sheng lightly nodded, seemingly a little absent-minded as he never once looked at her .
Oftentimes, he would look out the window in a daze . His gaze was on the Mu family"s backyard .
There were rumors that the Mu residence"s backyard had always been carefully tended by Mu Qingcheng .
She loved flowers, especially moonflowers, so for a time, beautiful flowers bloomed in the backyard .
From afar, it was incredibly magnificent .
Advertis.e.m.e.nt She liked to trim the twigs in the backyard the most, and then at noon, she would sit comfortably on the swing .
Ever since she was gone, the backyard had been a deserted place . The moonflowers she had planted, which were left unattended for a long time, withered and rotted away .
The servants wanted to cut the flowers and replant them, but he flew into a rage and forbid anyone from stepping foot into the backyard, much less let them touch an inch of the land there .
The Mu residence"s backyard, from then on, became a restricted area, and no one could enter .
The petals withered and scattered into the mud . Only after several years of desolation in the backyard did he order people to tidy up the place, albeit the moonflowers were never planted again .
He was afraid that they would invoke memories .
“Grandpa, here . ” Mu Wanrou scooped up the medicine, feeding it to his mouth .
Gradually, Mu Sheng opened his mouth to accept the medicine . His eyes, however, were still looking out the window, mournful and grieving .
Suddenly, a stream of tears leaked out from his eye rims; they rolled down and "splashed" into the bowl of medicine .
Seeing his eyes wet, she was a little at a loss . She stood up and carefully asked, “Grandpa, what"s wrong?”
He was expressionless, alas, and kept his mum .
No one knew that today was Mu Qingcheng"s death anniversary .
Every year, on this day, he would coop up in the study for the entire day and quietly gaze at the backyard . Unfortunately, the moonflowers were no longer in full bloom .
He would also never see that carefree figure on the swing again .
Unable to figure out the reason for his tears, she merely bowed her head in fear and continued feeding him medicine until not a drop of it was left .
“The Kingdom of Love was a prosperous country, where there were songs and dances every day . There were praises to the officials, and the King was also a sober and calm person . One day, he brought his most beloved daughter, his five-year-old Love, on a journey, and because Love was kind-hearted, she treated the servants as her kin . To keep everything under wraps, the King only brought two guards with them…”
On the bed, Yun Shishi held a fairytale book in her hand . When she flipped to the page of the "Real & Fake Princess" story, she found it interesting, so she read it aloud to Youyou .
The boy leaned in her embrace . Amid her gentle and low voice, his eyes struggled to remain open as he grew sleepy .
At this moment, the bedroom door suddenly got slowly pushed open, and Little Yichen popped his head in to take a gander . After taking a bath and changing into a set of pajamas, he returned to his bed to toss and turn all about . He rolled here and there, but no matter what, he could not fall asleep .
He only felt emptiness in the big room .
Hence, he put on his slippers, walked through the long corridor, and fumbled to her room .