Murong Yu wished to leave the bedchamber.
A figure flashed before her eyes, and Long Xinghe blocked her path.
"I won't abandon you, unless you are unwilling to be my mother."
"Xinghe..." Murong Yu was stunned.
How could she be unwilling to be her mother?
For so many years, besides her own dedication to Wuya, it was only this girl before her.
Long Xinghe's devotion to her Wuya was truly wholehearted.
She would risk her life for Wuya.
Murong Yu would only be at ease entrusting Wuya to her.
She had dreamt of hearing this "mother" for years.
Long Xinghe took her hand and said gently, "I know you are very angry, but I have seen Hua Rong's power, Mother, you are not her match, not at all."
"I..."
"You going would be suicide."
She wasn't looking down on her, nor was she mocking her.
She was merely stating a fact.
"Nanny Wen Ni is our family. Her revenge is something we, as a family, must seek, but not now."
Long Xinghe tightly grasped her hand, "Listen to me, let's return to Tengbei first, for Wuya, and also for A'Li. When the time comes, we will definitely return, and we will definitely avenge Nanny Wen Ni, okay?"
Feng Wuya also walked to them, holding Murong Yu's other hand, "Mother, we... will listen to Xinghe."
A hint of moisture appeared in Murong Yu's eyes.
She had lived her entire life, and no one had ever made any decisions for her.
At this moment, it was as if a new master had suddenly appeared in the family, and she would have to listen to her from now on.
Instead of feeling any sense of grievance, this feeling seemed to be like finding a new direction in life.
From this moment on, Long Xinghe was the mistress of this home.
She could now enjoy her twilight years, couldn't she?
"Okay?" Long Xinghe held her hand, warm, comforting, and strong, "Mother?"
"Okay, okay!"
Murong Yu's heart ached, and tears almost fell.
Looking at her future daughter-in-law, and then at her own son, she realized at this moment that having a complete family was such a happy feeling.
It was a pity that Wen Ni was no longer here.
If Wen Ni were still alive, they would surely be very happy as a family in the future.
That night, Long Xinghe followed Chu Qianli's instructions, tidied everything up simply, wrote a letter, and ordered Jiang Tao to lead the team back later.
The family of three left the imperial city overnight.
No one expected them to leave so hastily. By the time Hua Rong reacted and devised a plan to silence them at the逍遥王府 (Xiaoyao Prince's Mansion), Long Xinghe had already taken Feng Wuya and his son and disappeared.
Chu Qianli stayed in Yuhua Palace for another day. This was the third night, and there were no more visitors to Yuhua Palace.
Chu Minghao arrived, bringing the drone that Gui Tong had shot down that night, and the small stick that he couldn't decipher no matter what.
It was the voice recorder Chu Qianli had wanted before.
But at this moment, it held little significance for her.
She had already received a new voice recorder, and the information on this one was outdated.
However, the secret of this stick could not be discovered by Chu Minghao, otherwise, it would be very troublesome to communicate with voice recorders in the future.
"What exactly is this thing?" Chu Minghao didn't want to waste time and placed the drone and voice recorder on the table.
Chu Qianli picked it up and looked at it, smiling, "If even the Young Master can't understand it, and you ask me, a mere housewife, do you think I would be able to answer you?"
"This thing was meant to enter your bedchamber," Gui Tong said immediately.
Chu Qianli sighed and looked at him, seemingly helpless, "Mr. Gui Tong, you say this thing was meant to enter my bedchamber? Did you personally see it enter? And how do you know this thing belongs to me?"
"I..."
"Young Master!"
Outside, a guard's respectful voice was heard, "Young Master, the County Princess has woken up."