Rebirth of the High Gate Mistress

Chapter 655 [Extra] If life were just like the first time we met (17)

Sister Qing has always been filial. As long as she is busy with the affairs of the house, she will often come to Lingshan Villa to visit her mother.

One time, Sister Qing and her husband Zhao Yicheng came to Lingshan. They stopped their carriage and horse at the foot of the mountain, and walked up the mountain along the long steps paved with bluestones with only two maids and young men. Halfway there, they walked far away. From a distance, I saw Cousin Pei walking in front.

The mountain road is winding. They can clearly see the people in front of them while walking behind, but the people in front have difficulty noticing the coming people.

I saw Pei Yunqian carrying a few flower saplings and walking up the mountain without any distractions.

The couple knew that he was in a hurry to see his mother, so they didn't call him. Zhao Yicheng glanced at Pei Yunqian's back, but couldn't help but wonder to Sister Qing: "My cousin is really sincere. If he wants to stay elsewhere, When he plants flowers for his mother in the garden, he just orders people to bring the seedlings, and he doesn’t feel tired even in such a high mountain."

Sister Qing replied: "My cousin will never feel tired when working for mother."

"Let's take a break." When he mentioned being tired, Zhao Yicheng couldn't hold on any longer. He pulled his wife to sit down on the steps, wiped his sweat and said, "I'm too tired to walk. I really admire Cousin Pei. Climbing Lingshan Mountain once a day is really a perseverance.”

Sister Qing was already exhausted. She sat next to her husband. She looked up and saw that her cousin Pei was still carrying flowers and trees happily up the mountain without stopping. The stairs got steeper as they got higher, and it became more strenuous to walk. , they sat on the mountainside and saw his figure getting smaller and smaller, and finally, it only condensed into a miniature, but still did not stop at all.

Sister Qing sighed in her heart that she and her husband had always had a strong relationship, so she asked Zhao Yicheng: "If I want to live in Lingshan when I get old, can you insist on visiting me every day?"

Hearing this, Zhao Yicheng raised his eyes and glanced at the mountain top reaching into the sky, then lowered his eyes to look at his wife. With a hint of naughtiness, he made a face at his wife, then nodded and said, "Yes!"

“Stop telling me lies!” Sister Qing hit him with her pink fist and said angrily, “I won’t blame you if you tell the truth. Why do you lie to others?”

Zhao Yicheng rubbed the shoulder that was beaten by his wife and said with a smile: "You always say you won't blame me, but once I tell the truth, you will deal with me badly every time."

Seeing that his wife was about to hit him again, Zhao Yicheng hurriedly begged for mercy: "That's all, I can't tell the truth. Madam, if you really live here, I really can't come to see you every day."

As he spoke, he took his wife's hand and rubbed his legs and said, "With your small frame, your husband will climb Lingshan Mountain once a day in less than half a month, and he will be exhausted or disabled."

Sister Qing smiled and rubbed her husband's legs, and said angrily: "I knew you didn't have such feelings for me."

Zhao Yicheng looked at his wife, frowned and said, "My heart is all about you, but madam, if you want to compare me with cousin Pei, I really can't compare."

As he spoke, he raised his eyes to look at the person who had already disappeared from sight, and murmured: "No wonder Cousin Pei was able to be granted the title of Marquis by the Prime Minister. His perseverance is really beyond the comparison of ordinary people."

Sister Qing smiled and replied: "My cousin is very affectionate towards my mother. What does this have to do with perseverance?"

Hearing this, Zhao Yicheng retorted: "I treat you deeply, but if you live in the mountains, I really can't come to see you every day, rain or shine, so it's better that Cousin Pei has the perseverance."

"Of course we are deeply in love." Sister Qing looked at her husband and explained: "It's just that we are of the same family. Following the orders of our parents and the advice of a matchmaker, we became husband and wife smoothly and can be together every day. But Pei My cousin and my mother wasted most of their lives. My mother married my father, and my father already had a sweetheart. She had never experienced the happiness of marriage. But for the sake of my mother, my cousin Pei never married, and he never had any love. Live happily, now they are reunited with great difficulty, and they cherish each other especially because they have lost and found each other."

Zhao Yicheng sighed slightly when he heard this and replied: "Madam, what you said makes sense, but although the relationship between aunt and cousin is touching, it leaves too many regrets." As he said that, he looked at his wife affectionately Said: "We are lucky, we don't have to experience such sadness, we can be together lovingly for the rest of our lives." Sister Qing said jokingly: "That's right, so when I get old, I will really live in this Lingshan Villa. Here, even if you can't be like my cousin from the Pei family, I'm satisfied that you care about me every day."

"Why do you want to live here by yourself? If you like it, I will naturally come with you. We are husband and wife, and we will never be separated for life or death." After saying that, Zhao Yicheng stood up and pulled his wife up, looking at the tall man. At the top of the mountain in Yunxiao, he took a deep breath and said, "Let's go to the top this time."

When the couple finally arrived at the Bieyuan, Pei Yunqian had already had breakfast with Pingyang, and the two of them were planting flowers and trees in front of the court.

Pei Yunqian carefully pressed the flower tree into the dug tree pit. Pingyang scooped out water from the barrel and poured it on the sapling little by little.

 The two of them cooperated tacitly, with contented smiles on their faces, and whispered from time to time, just like young lovers who had just fallen in love.

Seeing that her mother was so relieved, Sister Qing forgot about the hard work of climbing the mountain just now. She stepped forward and said crisply: "Mom, cousin, it's early."

Pei Yunqian raised his eyes and glanced at Sister Qing, then looked at Zhao Yicheng who was following her, and said with a smile: "You are here to visit your mother." After saying that, he turned to Pingyang and said: "Pingyang, look Look, your eldest daughter and her son-in-law are here to see you again. The tree will be planted later, so let’s go back to the house first.”

Hearing this, Pingyang stopped what she was doing. She raised her eyes and glanced at her daughter and son-in-law, with confusion on her face, and asked, "Who are you?"

At this time, Pingyang became confused again. Sometimes she couldn't recognize people and only remembered Pei Yunqian.

Seeing this, Sister Qing hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Mom, it's me, I'm Sister Qing."

Pingyang calmed down for a while, but still didn't remember. She subconsciously hid behind Pei Yunqian, looked up at him, and asked timidly: "Cousin, that person actually said that I am a daughter, and I haven't left the government yet. Where did the daughter come from?”

Seeing this, Pei Yunqian winked at Sister Qing and Zhao Yicheng, and then calmed Pingyang softly and said: "They have recognized the wrong person, Pingyang should not be upset."

With that said, he took Pingyang back to the house like a child. After feeding her a cup of ginseng tea, Pingyang understood again and finally recognized his daughter and son-in-law.

Seeing that her daughter and son-in-law were all wearing plain clothes, she asked, "Why are you wearing plain clothes? Is there anyone in the house who has violated the rules?"

Sister Qing looked at her husband helplessly, then supported her mother and slowly replied: "Have you forgotten, mother? Today is my father's death anniversary."

Hearing this, Pingyang frowned and thought for a while, then asked in confusion: "Your father?"

Sister Qing knew that her mother could not remember anyone now, so she patiently explained to her: "My father is your husband, and today is his death anniversary."

When Pingyang heard this, she smiled and said to her daughter: "Are you confused, my child?"

As she spoke, she pointed to Pei Yunqian beside her and muttered: "My husband is not here, okay?"

 (End of this chapter)