She also wanted her family to be reunited. However, after so many years, she didn't dare to have this thought.
Feng Jiu just said that her father always held her mother's things when he missed her. So, after all these years, he had never remarried? His memory was obviously sealed, how could he remember all these?
With that look in her eyes, sitting quietly with a blank and despondent gaze, Shangguan Wanrong had no reaction even though the pheasant on the fire was slightly burnt.
Seeing this, Feng Jiu took the branch in her hand and asked her, "Martial Uncle Shangguan, you haven't answered me yet. Will my mother come home with me?"
At this, Shangguan Wanrong came to her senses. She lifted her sleeve to wipe her tears away and adjusted her mind, suppressing the turmoil and excitement in her heart forcefully and gazed at her. "She will. She will go back with you, but not now."
