Her hatred for this family and Mrs. Li dissipated in an instant.
Some grievances are not irresolvable, it just depends on whether you can let go.
She let go, because she already had the best.
Looking back at the Liu family standing next to her, the tears were not dry, and the smiles were already open.
At that moment, something seemed to crack in his heart, breaking free from the shackles, no more shackles.
"Sister, elder sister!" Outside the hall, the boy leaped forward and shouted as he ran.
After rushing into the hall, he ignored others, and asked excitedly, "Sister, are you going to get married with Brother Zhiqiu? The next person said I saw a lot of things on your carriage for getting married!"
Looking at the boy, Liu Muqiu showed a soft smile on his face and nodded, "Yes, we are getting married."
"I knew that Brother Zhiqiu would definitely be my brother-in-law!"
Mrs. Li coughed slightly behind her, her brows frowned slightly, "What's your demeanor. I forgot about etiquette?"
Li Junyao quietly made a grimace, turned around and shook Mrs. Li's arm, "Grandma, I'm so happy. Besides, Brother Zhiqiu and Aunt Liu Shuliu are both his own, so grandchildren are less formal."
Liu Er and Du Juan laughed, "Jun Yao often comes to our compound to play, and he has been familiar with it for a long time. Let's not stick to those, just feel happy."
The two of them opened their mouths, and Old Lady Li withdrew his feigned anger. When he looked at Li Junyao, there was a smile and softness in his eyes that Liu Muqiu had never seen before.
This made her expression more real.
Regardless of the reason, Mrs. Li has really changed, and her attitude towards Jun Yao is not just to cultivate such utilitarianism as a family heir. She really loves Jun Yao.
Soon after Li Junyao ran into the hall, Li Sanye and Mrs. Li San followed on their backs, but the two of them were the same as before, and they didn't dare to breathe when they were in front of the old lady.
Hearing the news that Liu Muqiu was about to get married, the two of them just looked at her a few more times.
He didn't open his mouth to bless.
Liu Muqiu paid no attention to the attitude of the two of them.
In this family, the thing she hates most is not Mrs. Li's ruthlessness. What she hates most is her biological parents, who are weak and selfish.
Liu Zhiqiu didn't care much about these two people. There is no standing, no character, a look of weakness and incompetence, but there is always calculation in his eyes, incompetence and greed.
Fortunately, the old lady in Li's Mansion could hold them down, otherwise the two of them would be blood-sucking leeches, and would definitely not let Liu Muqiu easily let go.
After leaving Li Mansion, the group went back to Xinghua Village.
Wei Hong and Wei Lan's marriage was scheduled for June. After the family discussed, Liu Zhiqiu and Liu Muqiu's marriage was scheduled for September.
Leave the time off a bit, lest the wedding banquet is too close, and you will hurriedly at that time, and you will not be prepared in the end.
After the matter was settled, the family sent a letter to inform the prefect of Yunzhou and the capital.
By then, June was near.
When receiving a letter from home, Liu Yusheng had just helped Xiaoqi finish the second stage of treatment, and the seizure in his throat had healed and disappeared. After the atrophy of the vocal cords returned to normal, he should be able to speak again.
"The tenth day of June, a few days later, if we go back to the wedding banquet, we will prepare for the two days. The departure is just right, and the time will be just in time." When the two sat idle after the meal, Liu Yusheng discussed with Feng Qingbai.
Feng Qingbo nodded, "If you can make it in time, let's go back."
"You are so busy with government affairs, can you go away?"
"Things are man-made. I can't always be entangled in the capital with government affairs. Moreover, after a while, the emperor will be baptized with hair and baptism. In the future, the affairs of the DPRK and China should be taken care of by himself. I will not be the same as before. Watch him all the time."
Feng Mohan is already fifteen years old, and has enough ability to weigh the weight and distinguish right from wrong. As the regent, his best way at this time is to let go, otherwise Feng Mohan will never be able to truly grow up.
Then his wish to return to Xinghua Village with Shengsheng is far away.
Now that they decided to go back to the wedding banquet, the two of them were busy working on their own for the next two days to finish the matter at hand.
This was also the first time the two went home after getting married.
Because the capital is too far away from Xinghua Village, when the two got married, the custom of returning to the door in the three dynasties was eliminated. Taking this opportunity, it was treated as returning to the door.
It will take at least one month for Xiaoqi to return. The treatment on Xiaoqi has entered the third stage. The temporary medication continues to repair, and she will not have much impact if she leaves for a period of time.
After telling the master and servant of the matter, Liu Yusheng set out to prepare the congratulatory gift and the gift to return to the door.
Feng Qingbo directly threw all government affairs to Feng Mohan, letting him jump around and go crazy.
Feng Mohan is really crazy.
He knew his identity, and it was almost impossible for him to return to Xinghua Village, but his heart was unbalanced.
He is also a busy person. If the position is important, the position of the emperor is heavier than him, but the emperor can just leave, and that kind of freedom makes him jealous.
He also wants to go to the wedding banquet.
The happy events in the Liu family compound over the past two years, apart from knowing that Uncle Xia was married in the capital at the time, and he was able to join in the excitement, there will be nothing else for him after that.
He was not present when the emperor's uncle greeted Aunt Liu. Now Wei Hong and Wei Lan are married and he can't participate. After a few months, the happy event of Uncle Zhiqiu will not be shared by him.
He can only be buried in a pile of memorials every day, and each of them is like a footwear, smelly and long!
"Uncle Emperor, you can take me there. Now that Nanling is peaceful, there is nothing important in the court, and it is the same for the cabinet ministers to temporarily help with those government affairs."
Feng Qingbai's sleeves were flat, and he half-squinted at the young man who tried to persuade him.
Feng Mohan was willing to go out, "Their task was originally to assist the emperor in handling state affairs and political affairs. Otherwise, what do they want them to do? Every day when they stop at the court, they want to get their salary easily? What's the difference between that and the arrangement? The furnishings haven't bothered me so much!"
"Done?" The man asked lightly.
"...I'm done." It's strange, he can talk about complaints about those waste materials for three days and three nights.
"I'm not here during this time, take care of government affairs, don't slack off."
After that, the man got up and Shi Shiran walked out.
When Feng Mohan's shoulders collapsed, he knew that this would be the result.
Whenever the emperor uncle set things, no one except Aunt Liu could make him change the result.
Looking at the man's back, Feng Mohan unwillingly follow behind, saying, "Uncle Emperor, I'm not going, I'll see you and Auntie Huang head off, right?"
"Uncle Emperor, okay? You can go back and forth at most one hour from the palace to the pier on the outskirts of Beijing, without delaying things!"
"Squeak, uncle emperor! I prepared a gift for Aunt Hong, somehow you let me put the gift on board for you!"
The man didn't say anything, and the boy followed him all the way to the gate of the palace.
In the end, the man was right.
The news flew into the Hall of Cultivation of the Heart in a flash.