Reborn to raise a baby, Princess Heng has become stronger

"Wow, so many Huai'an."

Seeing his own portraits everywhere in the study, Huai'an quickly slid down from Meng Yunshang's arms and walked closer to the portraits.

Meng Yunshang followed behind him, curiously checking each picture.

The Huai'an in the small statues is shown as a toddler, while others are walking out of the palace gate in a majestic manner; some are talking happily with their head raised, while others are jumping off the carriage with a stern face.

From stumbling to steady steps, Huai'an appears vivid and lifelike in every painting.

These portraits seem to be recording Huai'an's growth, but a closer look reveals the unexpressed love and affection for Huai'an.

"Mother, who painted all these Huai'an?"

"My uncle drew it."

In their fifteen years of sibling life, she had watched her elder brother paint more than once and knew his painting habits very well.

So without much thought, you can be sure that these are all from the eldest brother's hand.

"Wow, uncle is so awesome." Huai'an was very excited.

He then asked Meng Yunshang, "What kind of person is Huai'an's uncle? Is he like the emperor, full of majesty and awe-inspiring, or is he like the father, who can fight in battle?"

"He..." Meng Yunshang paused slightly, choosing the most suitable words to describe her elder brother Meng Jinyou in her mind.

After thinking for a long time, she gently touched Huai'an's head and concluded, "Huai'an's uncle is a very smart and talented gentleman."

The people on Mo are like jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world.

Her eldest brother was the best young man in the capital, known as a master of both poetry and painting. He was proficient in the art of diplomacy at a young age, and his talent was famous in all four countries.

Hearing the praise in her daughter's words, Cheng couldn't help but smile knowingly.

"Your eldest brother would go to a teahouse to drink tea every once in a while. Sometimes he would go to the one opposite the Hengwang Mansion, and sometimes he would go to the one next to Huaian Academy."

"Whether Huai'an was leaving the palace or going to the palace, or going in and out of school, he would always take a quick look and then come back to draw it for me."

When talking about her son, Cheng's words were full of pride.

She pointed to a few rolled-up scrolls beside the desk and said to Meng Yunshang, "Open this again and take a look."

Under Cheng's loving gaze, Meng Yunshang opened the rolled-up scrolls and was stunned when she saw herself on the paper.

"Your elder brother not only paints Huai'an, but sometimes he would also paint you when he saw you from afar. Over the years, I have relied on these small portraits to comfort myself."

"Mom!" Meng Yunshang's eyes were filled with tears.

Without her knowing, her mother and brother paid so much attention to her and her child.

But what about her... She confined herself to a certain place, ignored Huai'an, and let her family down.

She deserves to die!

"Brother, he..."

"He was ordered to leave the capital a few days ago and was told that he would not be able to return in a short time. However, when he learned that you would return to celebrate your birthday, he was so happy that he did not sleep all night. If it were not for the emperor's order, he would have definitely gone to the door early to wait for you."

"When he returns to the capital, I will ask him to visit you and Huai'an at the palace."

As Cheng spoke, she carefully observed her daughter's expression, fearing that she would refuse to let her son visit.

"Okay!" Meng Yunshang nodded seriously, "When my eldest brother comes back, you must ask him to come and see me. I miss him."

"And me and me!"

Huai'an trotted to Cheng's side, looking up and pleading:

"Grandma, can you ask my uncle to teach me how to draw? I also want to draw my beautiful mother."

"Okay, when your uncle comes back, grandma will let him come to the palace to play with Huai'an, okay?"

Huai'an clapped his hands happily, "That's great!"

The cuddly look of the little guy made Cheng's heart soften.

She couldn't help but sigh to Meng Yunshang, "You were so cute when you were a child. Every time I found you sneaking out of the house, you would blink your eyes and beg for forgiveness."

Meng Yunshang chuckled and retorted, "When I was a kid and got into trouble, the first person I turned to for help was definitely my eldest brother. If my eldest brother couldn't help me, I would go to the general's mansion to find my grandfather."

Cheng was reminded of her past and glared at her in reproach, "That's because you knew I was strict with you and would definitely punish you. So you asked your eldest brother to take the blame, and your father punished you a lot for this."

Meng Yunshang's expression froze for a moment, and she pretended to be casual and asked Cheng, "Does Dad spend much time with you recently?"

Cheng chuckled, "Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching, and the Ministry of Rites has a lot of things to do. He is very busy."

Meng Yunshang frowned, "Although there are many things to do in the Ministry of Rites, Dad has been in charge of the Ministry of Rites for many years, and he has many capable people around him, so he doesn't need to do it himself. Logically speaking, he should have a lot of time to accompany Mom."

Cheng didn't realize the hidden meaning in her daughter's words and thought she was just chatting casually.

She chuckled disapprovingly, "You know your father's character very well. He strives for perfection in everything. He has been busy like this for so many years. I'm used to it."

Seeing that she had no doubt about Meng Yunchuan, Meng Yunshang changed her words, "Mother, do you still remember what my husband's family did before Aunt Mu came home?"

"She was kicked out of the church at the time and was in a pitiful situation, so I didn't ask any more questions."

Cheng finally realized something was wrong. She asked Meng Yunshang in confusion, "But did Aunt Mu offend you?"

Meng Yunshang shook her head.

"If you don't find it convenient to use her, send her back home. Your father wanted to send someone to the palace to deliver a letter yesterday, asking you to bring her back today."

Meng Yunshang smiled meaningfully, "I'm reluctant to let her go for now."

Mrs. Cheng didn't think much about it and said generously, "Then let her stay for a while and take good care of her health for you."

At this time, Danqiu came over and whispered in Meng Yunshang's ear, "Everything is ready, please rest assured, Princess."

A dark light appeared in Meng Yunshang's eyes.

Just then Zhiqiu came in and said to Cheng, "The lady knows about Madam's matter, and complains that the princess doesn't give face to the old lady. She also said that the princess has become more arrogant after not seeing her for a few years. As a mother, you should take this opportunity to teach her well."

Although Zhiqiu's voice was not loud, Meng Yunshang was a martial artist and heard her words clearly.

She was not surprised at all to learn that her actions just now had angered Meng Yunchuan.

At this time, Cheng waved her hand and Zhiqiu walked out of the door. After a moment of silence, she looked at Meng Yunshang with a slightly embarrassed expression.

"Shang'er, mother is very happy that you can come back today. What happened just now is not your fault. But you know your father's character. If he says something inappropriate to you later, don't take it to heart."

"Don't worry, Mom, I know what's going on."

Cheng looked at her daughter's calm appearance and nodded in agreement.

Then she reached out to Huai'an and said, "The birthday banquet is about to begin. Grandma, can you take Huai'an to the front yard?"

Huai'an thought about it and asked Meng Yunshang, "Huai'an doesn't want to disappoint grandma, but he can't bear to be separated from mother. So can I hold the hands of both grandma and mother?"

Meng Yunshang told him seriously, "Mother is by your side, we are not apart."

"But Huai'an likes mother and wants to hold her hand all the time."

The little guy spoke every word very seriously, and the desire and expectation in his eyes were obvious.

Even if we walk side by side, as long as we don't hold mother's hand, we are not together.

Meng Yunshang nodded, "Okay, then you can hold both mother and grandmother's hands, since you are my Huai'an baby."

The little guy happily jumped into Meng Yunshang's arms and gave her a kiss on the face.

"Wow, mom is getting better and better. I love mom the most."

"Well, mother likes you the most too."