The sound of festive music rang all the way from the Duke's Mansion to the Yongning Marquis Mansion.

As the firecrackers exploded, the wedding sedan stopped at the gate of the Marquis's Mansion. A Xi Po came up and carried the bride out of the sedan, and walked towards the mansion.

Xin Nianyan also followed Chen Jinge into Wuhou Mansion along with several sisters who were seeing off their bride.

Before entering the door, I subconsciously glanced sideways at the flower scene arranged by the cold wind.

Nowadays, the business of Green Willow Villa is getting bigger and bigger. Not only does it deal with flowers and seedlings, but it also deals with seasonal flowers.

There was a big wedding between the two families today, and Concubine Wu from the palace was also present. Xin Nianyan entered the courtyard and saw Concubine Wu next to the main seat.

She followed the escorting procession to another table and sat down at another table. Xin Nianyan did not pay close attention to the complicated etiquette. Her eyes were always looking towards Concubine Wu.

Fortunately, the bride and groom were also there, and everyone was smiling and looking in that direction.

After the bride and groom paid their respects to heaven and earth, the bride was sent into the wedding room, and the wedding banquet began with thundering applause and congratulations.

Only then did Xin Nianyan look back and talk to Chen Jinge beside him with a smile.

Concubine Wu was happy to be quiet. After sitting for a while, she took the maid to the back garden to relax.

On the big day, she didn't feel happy at all. She was like a delicate but lifeless doll.

In front of the pavilion in the back garden of Wuhou Mansion, there were only a few servants tending the flowerbeds. When they saw the imperial concubine coming over, they didn't recognize who they were, but they knew it was appropriate to salute.

Concubine Wu didn't even give those people a spare glance and walked over.

The moment he stepped into the pavilion, a pot of flowers that was not placed firmly on top slid down.

Concubine Wu was so frightened that she subconsciously raised her hands and lowered her body to block it.

"Be careful!" A low voice sounded, and a black figure stepped forward in front of her and raised his hand to take the pot of flowers.

"Are you okay?" Wang Mo took a long breath and asked with concern.

Concubine Wu raised her eyes and couldn't take her eyes away for a moment.

This child, this child...

"You, you..." Her eyes suddenly turned red, and she raised her hand tremblingly to touch Wang Mo's face.

"Madam, are you scared?" Wang Mo took a step back and put the flower pot aside.

"This pavilion hasn't been taken care of for a long time. It's time to remind the owner to clean it up."

"I'm fine, kid, who are you?"

Concubine Wu asked with a nervous and caring look on her face, lowering her voice for fear that she would scare him away if she was too loud.

She had had countless dreams like this, in which the son she lost and found had such a face, exactly like her brother...

Countless times when she was so happy, she would wake up with a start and burst into tears.

She was really scared that it would be the same this time.

"Madam, little Liu Yu is from Bieliushan Villa."

Wang Mo cupped his hands and answered with a low eyebrow.

After the discussion that day, his identity changed from the son of Feiyan Pavilion to the adopted son of the owner of Bieliushan Villa.

The owner of the village is naturally Liu Hanfeng.

"Yu'er..." Concubine Wu looked uncontrollably excited, with tears in her eyes. She wanted to touch Wang Mo, but was afraid that she would disappear as soon as she touched her.

She was always as cold as a Buddha statue who couldn't think. The maids next to her had never seen such a battle before. One of them winked at the other, and the other quickly retreated and went to find the Marquis.

"What's wrong with you, madam?"

After all, they are connected by blood. Even if they met her for the first time, Wang Mo couldn't help but feel a little moved when he saw her look like this.

"I'm fine, I'm just so happy..."

Concubine Wu pinched her palms hard, and there was a clear tingling sensation in her palms, which made her realize that she was not dreaming.

"Child, are your parents still alive?" she asked tentatively.

Wang Mo was stunned and looked at her blankly, as if he didn't understand why he had to ask such a question when they first met, but he still lowered his head and replied somewhat lonely.

"I have no parents. I have been following my adoptive father since I can remember."

As soon as these words came out, Concubine Wu became even more sure of his identity and stepped forward to grab Wang Mo's hand.

"My child, how old are you this year? Where is your adoptive father? I want to see him!"

Wang Mo was a little panicked when she caught him. He tried to break free but couldn't. Seeing this, the few people who were with him quickly went to the front hall to look for Han Feng who was busy.

On the other side, Xin Nianyan saw that Wu Hou in the main seat left the scene in a hurry, and he already felt a little clear in his heart.

In the garden, when Wang Mo was at a loss and didn't know what to do, Yongning Hou Wu Zhaoyue walked up quickly with a group of servants.

He knew that his sister was eager for him, and over the years, the Wuhou Mansion had also tried every means to help find the seventh prince.

But you can’t get confused thinking about your children, just grab someone and recognize your son!

However, the moment he saw Wang Mo clearly, he understood that his sister was not thinking about the child.

This child really looks very similar to him when he was young.

Marquis Wu walked forward quickly and supported Concubine Wu.

"Mother, please calm down for a while. If you have anything to say, we can sit down and talk slowly."

"So as not to scare the children."

His words made Concubine Wu wake up and quickly let go of her hand.

On the other side, Hanfeng also arrived with the person who led the way.

"Master Hou, what happened..."

Marquis Wu dismissed his servants, helped Concubine Wu into the pavilion, and sat down in front of the stone table.

"Are you the owner of Bieliushan Villa?" He looked at Hanfeng, looked him up and down for a moment, and asked.

"You look very young."

The cold wind took Wang Mo into the pavilion and bowed in front of him.

"Thank you, Lord Marquis, for your compliments. It's already twenty-two."

"I would like to ask you how this child came to your village."

Concubine Wu had already regained her condensed appearance and asked sternly.

"Hui Niangniang, it was one winter day eight years ago when my father went hunting in the mountains and picked it up." Han Feng answered with cupped hands: "Later, my father passed away, and he and I were the only ones left to depend on each other."

"Eight years, it's also been eight years since Yu'er got lost..."

"Then how old is he this year?" Concubine Wu asked again.

"I don't know..." Hanfeng lowered his head.

"Twelve years old, twelve years old..." Concubine Wu said in a trembling voice, "Yu'er, Yu'er, come here and let me take a look at you..."

Wang Mo was startled and looked at her in shock, then at Concubine Wu, not knowing what to do for a moment.

"Father, I..."

The cold wind patted his shoulder.

"My dearest concubine, I will tell you the truth. The moment I saw the Marquis, I had a vague suspicion in my heart that this child might have some connection with the Wuhou Mansion."

"Yes, this child looks so much like my brother!" Concubine Wu said with tears in her eyes.

"Do you really...are you my mother?" Wang Mo glanced at Concubine Wu with red eyes, and then at Wu Zhaoyue.

Even the frowning movements and expressions are so similar.

Wu Zhaoyue already had the confidence in his heart, so he stepped forward, hugged him and patted him.

"Good boy, my nephew is like my uncle. You and I are almost cut out of the same mold. She is indeed your mother."

Wang Mo then stepped forward, pursed his lips and shouted.
Chapter completed!