Feng Ruoqin pulled Ming Wuyan to the table and sat down, pointing to a big box on the table and said: "Yan'er, these are some things from my mother's past, you can keep them as a thought. Mother has nothing better to give you, I only hope that you will be happy and safe in the future."
Ming Wuyan stepped forward and hugged her mother, and said coquettishly: "Mother, my daughter doesn't want anything, I just want my mother to be good."
Feng Ruoqin gently hugged her daughter, caressing her touching face with her hands, as if caught in some kind of memory.
At that time, she had just given birth to Yan'er, and she always thought that she could be a good mother and grow up with her daughter...
But things are impermanent, she finally missed so much.
"Mother, don't worry, I will definitely cure you." Ming Wuyan thought that the loneliness in her mother's eyes was due to her physical condition, so she comforted her.
Feng Ruoqin just smiled, then nodded, "Mother believes in you."
She heard from Minglang that Yan'er is the most talented disciple of the Royal Medicine Sect of Yutian Academy, moreover, Yan'er is the only fellow practitioner of five schools in Yutian Academy for a hundred years.
Her daughter is so promising, she is really happy, very happy.
The mother and daughter chatted together for a long time, and even Feng Ruoqin simply stayed in Qinyan Palace.
Feng Ruoqin usually goes to bed early, so Ming Wuyan spends the night alone in the hall of Qinyan Palace refining her alchemy and spirit healing abilities.
Every day after waking up, she would see Feng Ruoqin standing in front of her, looking at her, as if she had something on her mind, and also as if she was looking at herself as a child through her.
Ming Wuyan sighed in her heart, fearing that it would remind her of her unhappiness in the past, so she didn't ask any questions.
"Yan'er, mother, come and help you comb your hair!" Feng Ruoqin took the comb, walked to the side, and combed her daughter's hair who just woke up.
She knew that because of another sojourning soul in her body, she couldn't be with Yan'er forever. Now, she just wanted to take advantage of this time to spend time with her daughter.
"Okay, thank you mother!" Ming Wuyan thought that mother should want to make up for the maternal love she lost before! So it was up to her to comb her hair.
Feng Ruoqin's movements were very gentle, and most of the time she combed her hair, then she was stunned for a while, and Ming Wuyan patiently didn't urge her to remind her.
One hair, Feng Ruoqin combed it for half an hour, but the hairstyle is still very perfect and elegant, so Ming Wuyan immediately praised, "Mother's hands are so clever, I don't even know how to comb my hair."
Every time her hairstyle is super simple, in the wild Haoyue, most of the time Xue Yihan is doing her hair, think about it, it is still very sweet!
Feng Ruoqin was slightly stunned, and then said seriously: "Girls should learn how to dress up. Although you are a princess, you don't always have a maid by your side. Come, mother will teach you!"
After finishing speaking, Feng Ruoqin seriously began to teach her daughter how to dress up, and also taught her how to skillfully use spiritual power to tie up all kinds of beautiful and complicated hairstyles.
Ming Wuyan listened carefully, feeling very emotional in her heart.
My own mother is really ingenious!
It was also because of this that she hoped to heal her mother's soul injury as soon as possible.
"Yan'er, mother has no spiritual power now, so I can only tell you, not demonstrate, try it yourself!"
"Okay!" Ming Wuyan began to do some complicated hairstyles by herself.
For many days in a row, Ming Wuyan got stuck with her own hair, and Feng Ruoqin pointed out from time to time.