"To be honest, I sometimes wonder if you are really her daughter. I'm a relative by marriage." Yun Zhou used to think that Wen Zhimiao and Su Qingluo were similar in many ways, but he never thought so.

After all, Wen Zhimiao was raised by Su Qingluo, so it's normal for him to act like her.

Until she knew that Su Qingluo could hear Wen Zhimiao's thoughts, she couldn't help but wonder if there was some kind of connection between them.

Maybe at some point, Wen Zhimiao is really Su Qingluo's daughter, in a parallel world or in a past life or present life.

She didn't know exactly what it was like, but she just felt it was very likely.

When Wen Zhimiao heard Yun Zhou's words, she looked at her seriously and asked, "Do you really think so?"

"Yeah, why not?" Yun Zhou avoided her eyes.

"I always feel like you are hiding something from me." Wen Zhimiao muttered.

Yunzhou:......

She said that Su Qingluo shouldn't have told her, and it would be difficult for her to hide the truth from Wen Zhimiao!

"Leniency to those who confess." Wen Zhimiao narrowed his eyes.

"What are you talking about? I just think you are too much like your mother." Yun Zhou rolled his eyes at her.

"Well, if you say so, it is a bit true. I am a very malleable person. I will resemble whoever raises me."

"I have raised you too. Please count how you are like me?" Yun Zhou asked her with a smile.

"Get out." Wen Zhimiao snorted in disdain.

The two of them were walking and laughing on the street. People were coming and going around them, including vendors hawking their wares, children laughing, jugglers, and people doing business.

All kinds of chaotic sounds surrounded the surroundings, making up the lively scene of Yunjing City.

"Zhou Zhou, do you think Along the River During the Qingming Festival is more lively, or is it more lively here?" Wen Zhimiao suddenly asked.

Yun Zhou leaned against the guardrail of the arch bridge and shook his head gently: "I don't know."

“But the bustle of Along the River During the Qingming Festival requires me to imagine it, and here, I am in it.”

Wen Zhimiao laughed and looked at the people coming and going: "There are more girls going out now than before."

"Zhou Zhou, you have made an indispensable contribution."

"It has nothing to do with me. It's all your mother's credit."

Wen Zhimiao put a hand on her shoulder: "Come on, no one can do it without your mother. Excessive humility is pride. It's all your credit. Be more confident."

Yun Zhou chuckled and looked at the river below: "That's right."

"I used to think that I was a person without ambition, but when Su Qingluo asked me that year, I suddenly felt that I actually do have ambitions." Yun Zhou raised the corner of his mouth.

"But now that everything I wanted has come true, I am just waiting for you to take care of me in my old age."

Wen Zhimiao suddenly thought that she would have to witness Yun Zhou's aging in the future, and her mood unconsciously became a little depressed.

"Don't worry, although you don't need me to take care of you in your old age." Wen Zhimiao thought for a moment, then looked at her with a smile: "It's getting late, are you going home? If you don't go back, mother will be wronged again."

Yun Zhou felt a little embarrassed by her teasing.

The two returned to the palace together. Su Qingluo had just gotten off work. After finishing her work for the day, she felt much more relaxed.

Wen Zhimiao had dinner with the two of them and then slipped out of the palace. She hadn't seen Shi Wanyue for a few days and she really missed her.

Yun Zhou waited until she left before opening the gift she had given him.

It is a very exquisite embroidery and is quite expensive. It is a single portrait of Yun Zhou, with different sides.

In addition, there are a few embroidered toys, which are quite interesting.

Su Qingluo smiled and asked Yun Zhou: "Am I one step late again?"

Every year, the mother and daughter compete to see who will give Yun Zhou a gift first.

Yun Zhou thought she was childish: "Su Qingluo, you are an emperor, why are you competing with a child like her?"

Su Qingluo looked at her with a smile: "How can I make her feel at ease if I don't do this?"

Yun Zhou felt warm in her heart, even though she was not like Wen Zhimiao who could live her life over again.

But it was enough. Su Qingluo loved her, her best friend Wen Zhimiao was there, and there were also good friends like Lu Jiaoyue, Wen Rongxue, Qi Guyu, and also her daughter Yun Jiuzhao.

It is much easier and more fulfilling than my previous life, and more importantly, I have a place where I can feel safe and rely on.

She can also be Su Qingluo's support.

It can be considered a complete success.

A few days later, Su Qingluo left the imperial edict for the crown prince to be regent and took Yun Zhou out to play.

She went to the palace outside Fu'an City and did not bring any officials with her. She went there alone and Yun Zhou.

There is no excessive extravagance.

Because he would be back before the New Year, the trip would not take long, so the issue of the Crown Prince acting as regent did not cause any turmoil.

What's more, with the Prime Minister in the court, no one is worried.

But Wen Zhimiao was not happy at all. The Prime Minister was indeed in the court, and logically he could help her share a lot of government affairs. However, Shi Guanchao had no intention of helping her directly.

She only knows how to guide Wen Zhimiao.

After being regent for half a month, Wen Zhimiao wanted to call Su Qingluo and Yun Zhou back.

When she truly took control of the court, Wen Zhimiao realized that Su Qingluo had been really kind to her!

Coupled with Master Guanchao's high standards and strict requirements, Wen Zhimiao was miserable every day.

She stayed up late every day to review memorials. Sometimes, Shi Wanyue felt sorry for her and would come to the palace to accompany her.

After nearly a month, Wen Zhimiao finally found some skills, and Shi Guanchao praised her a little more.

Su Qingluo and Yun Zhou were having a great time. They took the newly improved large ship and had a great time playing around Fu'an City.

By the way, I celebrated Yunzhou’s birthday.

The poor prince had been looking forward to the holiday for a long time.

Shi Wanyue was finally free, and the young couple could finally go out together to leisurely enjoy a barbecue.

Ten days before the Chinese New Year, the emperor and empress finally had enough fun and decided to return home.

Wen Zhimiao watched the two of them return to the palace, with a resentful look completely written on his face.

The officials who came with her to greet her looked at her and felt that the prince was like a child abandoned by his parents.

Su Qingluo listened to her endless crying and complaints in her heart, and praised her a few words in a neutral way.

Then he brought all the officials back to the palace.

After all the officials had left and returned to Zhangtai Palace, Su Qingluo and Yun Zhou gave the gift for Wen Zhimiao to her, and only then did they coax the child into submission.

Wen Zhimiao received the gift and took it to share with Shi Wanyue.

Watching her leaving, Su Qingluo couldn't help but complain: "She's grown up, but she still needs to be coaxed every day."

"She's only fifteen." Yun Zhou said with a smile, "And you can choose not to coax her."

"It's just that as a mother, I'm too soft-hearted." Yun Zhou looked at her with a smile.

Su Qingluo coughed lightly: "That's the only one."

If Wen Zhimiao was not the crown prince after all, Yun Zhou had no doubt that some people would dote on him more.

"Do you like children very much?" Yun Zhou couldn't help but ask.

"No, I hate her. I didn't like her at first, but she is quite well behaved and can still work." Su Qingluo answered honestly.

Although Wen Zhimiao was naughty when he was a child, he was also very sweet and always called her "mother". It was really hard to dislike him.

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