There are too many female protagonists with deceased husbands in the Qin Dynasty's Past Books.

Chapter 9 A Thief Arrives in the Dead of Night

So fast!?

Upon hearing Jiang Mo's voice, Nongyu was startled to realize that while she was indulging in that warm and reliable feeling, the task of infiltrating the Left Sima's mansion, which should have been quite challenging, had already been completed quietly.

It happened so fast that she didn't even have time to react.

Even after hearing Jiang Mo's voice and looking up to see that she was indeed in a large mansion, she still felt completely unreal.

That's a long stretch of road!

Where are the guards patrolling and protecting the Zuo Sima's residence?

The former was nothing to worry about; compared to Brother Jiang's astonishing lightness skill, it was merely a fleeting moment.

But the latter is so unreliable!

She didn't even feel Jiang Mo slow down at all. It seemed that after just a moment of distraction, the two of them had already bypassed all the patrolling guards and arrived at this courtyard.

There was not a moment's delay.

What a bunch of useless trash!

Before setting off, Nongyu was quite worried about the guards at Zuo Sima's residence, otherwise she wouldn't have specially changed into a night outfit.

But now that she had infiltrated so easily, she couldn't help but curse under her breath.

She felt disappointed that they had arrived at their destination so quickly, since once they got there, Nongyu had no reason to stay on Jiang Mo's back any longer.

“I used a little trick.”

Seeing the incredulous look on Nongyu's face, Jiang Mo smiled smugly, his fingers resting on the back of Nongyu's knees twitching slightly as he played with the sensitive spot he always carried with him.

Actually, Nongyu's feeling was not wrong.

Having borrowed the Reverse Scale Sword, Jiang Mo indeed bypassed all the patrols and guards in an instant and arrived here calmly.

Using the reverse scale to control a master like Yan Lingji, who is a natural expert, has little effect.

However, facing these insignificant underlings from the Left Sima's mansion, despite the large number of people, it was not a difficult task for Jiang Mo.

In that stagnant spacetime, if Jiang Mo were to exert all his strength...

It would be enough for him to easily make seven in and seven out, and he could even carry Nongyu and dance around the crowd without being noticed.

"Where is she? Should we go there? Or..."

Although she was a little reluctant, Nongyu jumped off Jiang Mo's back and nervously tidied her not-so-disheveled clothes.

"Don't be nervous, there won't be any problems."

Jiang Mo looked around and nodded with satisfaction, then pointed to the stone table beside him:

"It looks like no one will come to this back garden, so please wait here for a while."

"I'll bring Madam Hu over right away."

After saying that, Jiang Mo disappeared into the night in a flash, leaving Nongyu alone, feeling uneasy.

How long have we been waiting?

The journey that had just taken so long felt like it had only been a moment. But now, the back and forth between the two places felt incredibly long, thanks to Nongyu's anxious and uneasy feelings.

It may even be longer than the past ten years or so of my life.

What if this is a misunderstanding?

What if she looks down on me for growing up in a place like Zilanxuan and refuses to acknowledge me? How am I supposed to handle that? After all, Madam Hu seems so dignified.

What if that good-for-nothing Liu Yi really is my father? Wouldn't that be...?

Countless chaotic thoughts surged and churned in her mind, making it impossible for Nongyu to calm down. She could only habitually clench the Fire Rain Agate in her palm.

Don't worry, I've got everything covered.

Before leaving Zilan Pavilion, Jiang Mo's words suddenly echoed in Nongyu's ears, making her, who was so nervous that she didn't know how to breathe, suddenly feel much more relaxed.

The warmth and reliability that had made him reluctant to leave seemed to resurface in his heart.

This made Nongyu subconsciously feel that as long as Jiang Mo was there, everything would be fine. No matter what the trouble was, it would be easily resolved.

It was as if a child had returned to the side of their parents.

What once seemed like a catastrophe no longer requires panic; one can relax and lean on that strong, supportive shoulder...

The corners of his mouth unconsciously curled up slightly.

The time that seemed to be unable to move forward seemed to have taken a light step again, bringing the person Nongyu had been longing for.

Madam Hu had clearly just gotten out of bed.

In her haste, the clothes she was wearing were quite disheveled, and even though Jiang Mo was the main one doing the work, she was still panting a bit from running.

His haggard face was filled with anxiety and urgency.

It wasn't until Jiang Mo led her to stand in front of Nongyu, until Jiang Mo raised his hand and rubbed a bright flame between his fingertips, until she saw the Fire Rain Agate that was being tightly clutched, that her anxious gaze froze on Nongyu's face.

Her pale lips trembled slightly as she stammered, as if trying to speak.

But the first thing to flow was the two lines of clear tears that involuntarily slid down Madam Hu's face.

Even though she had already received the news from her younger sister.

Even though she had a vague feeling about it in Zilan Pavilion, after seeing Jiang Mo, she felt that anything was possible.

But when she finally saw her long-lost daughter standing before her, Mrs. Hu couldn't help but feel a strong sense of unreality. She didn't even dare to step forward and lightly touch the face so close to hers with her fingertips.

I fear it's just another fleeting, beautiful dream.

She simply stared intently at the person before her, noticing that Nongyu's neck was slightly lowered, revealing a section of her fair and delicate nape.

Her hair was a lighter shade of purple, appearing purplish-red.

Her eyes seemed to reflect the brilliance of stars and moon, and also carried a distinct exotic charm.

She wore only a jade hairpin in her hair, the head of which was carved into a budding magnolia, with two pearls adorning the side. It was extremely simple and elegant, and shone with a warm luster under the moonlight.

She wore a pale yellow, double-breasted long gown, with jasmine blossoms embroidered on the collar and cuffs, the stitches so fine they were almost invisible. A moon-white silk sash was tied around her waist, from which a delicate jade ring hung.

Beside her fragrant shoulders, beside her jade-like neck.

There was also a golden openwork decoration that seemed to shimmer with a faint glow, making her appear even more noble.

Great.

At least on the surface, she seems to have been doing quite well these past few years.

Nongyu stared intently at Madam Hu, her gaze sweeping over the woman's haggard, unadorned face, comparing it to her own reflection in the bronze mirror in her mind.

Does it resemble or dislike it?

Nongyu found herself speechless for a moment, but couldn't help feeling saddened by the unconcealable sorrow on the other person's face.

When those two lines of tears fell, Nongyu felt her heart ache.

It's up to me to bravely take the step of recognizing the other person, to make them smile through their tears and cheer them up again, and to nourish them with kinship...

Such a thought instinctively arose in my mind.

Having no idea how to get along with her mother, Nongyu couldn't help but feel flustered and subconsciously wanted to seek support.

So, Jiang Mo, who was supposed to quietly retreat to the back, had his wrist grabbed again.

Jiang Mo smiled helplessly and didn't say anything, just letting the other person hold his hand and gently push Nongyu from behind.

"Mother, Mother?"

The extremely unfamiliar title was uttered hesitantly from her lips. Meeting Nongyu's somewhat probing gaze, Madam Hu could no longer hold back and pulled Nongyu into her arms.

so good……

Watching the mother and daughter, separated for over a decade, embrace and weep, Jiang Mo smiled, but tears welled up in his eyes.

He raised his head and gazed at the seemingly unchanging starry sky.

I can hardly bear the feeling of loss and disappointment.

As Nongyu and her mother reunited, a small, agile white figure darted across the streets of Xinzheng City. It nimbly climbed a treetop, used the momentum to leap, and jumped into Zilan Pavilion through an open window.

With its fluffy tail wagging, Little White darted around happily.

Although the Han Palace was large, it still felt like a prison to it; having stayed there for so many years, it was thoroughly fed up with the place. If it weren't for the need to stay by Hu Meier's side, it would have escaped long ago.

Although it's noisy here, it's actually quite comfortable to stay here.

Of course, Xiaobai did not abandon its owner and sneak out on its own for such a superficial reason.

It was Hu Meier's order to bring it here.

With the help of Xiaobai's power, Hu Meier used illusion magic to cover up all the factors that might be detrimental to her and return to normal life. Then, she prepared to do something more important.

For example, helping her sister find her daughter who had been missing for many years.

Unlike Jiang Mo, Hu Meier only had a guess about Nongyu's identity and wasn't entirely sure. Therefore, she didn't plan to have the two recognize each other immediately. Instead, she sent Xiaobai out to work with Madam Hu to create an opportunity to confirm their blood relationship.

Unfortunately, Hu Meier had never been a mother and could not understand her sister's feelings.

She thought that Hu Yuer, with her steady nature, would not act rashly, but she underestimated a mother's anxiety and urgency.

Unexpectedly, Madam Hu would personally come to a place like Zilan Pavilion.

When Xiaobai returned to Zilan Pavilion, Nongyu and her son had already recognized each other under Jiang Mo's encouragement and were expressing their feelings to each other in the back garden.

After searching everywhere, Xiaobai still couldn't find Jiang Mo and Nongyu.

Feeling rather frustrated, but unable to figure out where to find the two, Xiao Bai simply went into Nong Yu's boudoir, lay down on her bed and fell asleep, preparing to wait for them to come to him.

As for why they didn't go to Jiang Mo's house?

It doesn't want to share a room with that Baiyue witch!

The little white dog, who had taken over the nest, habitually curled itself up and lay down, covering itself with its fluffy, soft tail, ready to take a nap first.

Click~

Suddenly, a very faint sound rang out in the quiet night, which sounded like the sound of someone prying open the window latch.