A life of ups and downs is pure joy

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"Sister Mo, why did my elder sister have to marry so far away in Yinan?"

Lin Qinghuan, with her two buns tied up in the air, delicate and pretty face but pale and sickly, really couldn't understand why her elder sister Lin Qingyao, the eldest daughter of a marquis's family, wanted to marry into a place on the border.

At this moment, the Marquis' Mansion was decorated with lights and filled with a festive atmosphere everywhere, but this liveliness seemed to have nothing to do with little Qinghuan and her second sister Lin Mo, a female doctor who was responsible for taking care of her.

She snuggled up to her second sister, looking at all the excitement with a lonely expression and a hint of dissatisfaction.

Everyone in the mansion was busy. Some were carefully decorating the courtyard, while others were busy preparing various items needed for the wedding.

However, only Lin Qinghuan, a sickly little girl since childhood, had nothing to do at the moment. She could only ask questions to her second sister who also had nothing to do, full of confusion.

Lin Mo gently brought a spoonful of medicine to Lin Qinghuan's mouth and explained patiently.

"Prince Yinan went to Jinhan City personally to ask for the emperor's permission to marry. Even though my father and grandmother were extremely reluctant, they dared not go against the emperor's will."

After saying that, she gently stirred the spoon in her hand to make the bowl of steaming medicine at a more suitable temperature.

Lin Qinghuan curled her lips and muttered.

"But my elder sister doesn't even know what her future brother-in-law looks like, and she's just getting married without knowing anything. How can she be willing to do that?"

Who was Lin Qingyao? When the ancestor was away in Luofeng City, everyone in the Marquis's mansion obeyed her, the eldest daughter who had the final say.

Lin Mo smiled slightly and comforted his sister softly.

"Qing Huan, don't worry. I have actually met Zheng Linfeng, the son of the Yinan King, once. He is a handsome man with a great talent. He is not only good at literature and martial arts, but also extremely talented."

"In my opinion, he and our eldest sister are a perfect match made in heaven. Moreover, the old King Yinan has already obtained the emperor's permission. After he dies, our future brother-in-law will inherit the title, and our eldest sister will be the Princess of Yinan."

"Such an outstanding man, I'm sure my elder sister will not be wronged if she marries him."

Lin Mo grew up in Yinan City County. Every street and every corner of this city are deeply imprinted in her soul. That city county is her hometown, where her beloved mother once lived.

Dad Lin Mutang and second uncle Lin Musen often had to go to the Yinan Palace to discuss and handle military affairs with the old Yinan King, so little Lin Mo often followed them in and out of this magnificent mansion, and he also had a bond with the princes and ladies in the palace as they grew up together.

Although what Lin Mo said was indeed good, Lin Qinghuan sighed with a sad face at this moment.

"Alas! But Yinan is too far away. With my weak body, I'm afraid I'll never have the chance to go there to visit Big Sister in this lifetime."

After she finished speaking, she had a look of despair on her face, as if the whole world had lost its color.

Hearing his sister's discouraging words, Lin Mo hurriedly comforted her.

"Don't be afraid, Huan'er. You have my senior brother and sister by your side. You will definitely get better. When you recover, we can go to Yinan together to see my elder sister."

Lin Mo's tone was extremely firm, and his eyes were full of concern.

After hearing her sister's encouragement, Lin Qinghuan closed her eyes slightly, a relieved smile appeared on her face, and she spoke softly.

"Sister, if Huan'er can survive by chance, I will definitely marry Brother Yu in the future."

Lin Mo couldn't help but feel a little surprised. She stared at her ten-year-old sister in front of her with wide eyes, and suddenly couldn't help but burst out laughing and teased.

"Oh my, Huan'er, you're only ten years old, and you're already thinking about getting married. Shame on you..."

As she spoke, Lin Mo's face couldn't help but flush. After all, she was only three years older than Lin Qinghuan, and was in her prime, a time when girls are most shy and timid.

"I don't want or like anyone else except him."

Lin Qinghuan said this with certainty and determination.

Lin Mo looked at the young girl beside him, whose eyes were full of determination, so he smiled and nodded in agreement.

"Yeah, definitely."

Lin Qinghuan blinked her big eyes that were as bright as the stars in the night sky, and came close to Lin Mo like a cute little rabbit with full of curiosity.

Her voice was as soft as the spring breeze blowing across the lake, with a hint of sweetness, and she asked softly and cautiously.

"Sister, do you have a brother you like since you were a child?"

When Lin Mo heard this, he was stunned at first, as if he was struck by a sudden lightning.

Then, a faint blush crept up her fair cheeks like the sunset, adding a touch of shyness to her already beautiful face.

She replied coquettishly, "No way, little girl, don't talk nonsense. I have never thought about these things!"

As he spoke, he reached out and gently patted Lin Qinghuan's head, as if trying to hide his panic.

However, only she herself knew that although she tried to remain calm on the surface, when her sister asked her who she liked, the handsome and charming face of the young doctor immediately appeared in her mind.

At that moment, her heart beat violently several times, as if it was about to jump out of her throat.

However, she also understood very clearly that the young genius doctor who made her heart beat faster and her sister were the ones who loved each other, and she was just a bystander who silently witnessed their beautiful relationship.

This complex intertwined emotion filled her heart with unspeakable anxiety and helplessness.

"Humph, if you were me, you would definitely like Brother Yu too."

Lin Qinghuan, who didn't know Lin Mo's mood, stuck out her tongue mischievously and said to her sister while making a happy face.

At this moment, Lin Mo subconsciously touched the jade hairpin in his hand that he had worn for three years, and his thoughts involuntarily drifted back to the wonderful time he spent with Qinghuan.

At that time, they were always inseparable, and every day was filled with laughter.

Even after they got married, they still couldn't leave each other as if a day apart felt like three years.

However, since Qinghuan passed away, Lin Mo couldn't help but burst into tears whenever he saw this hairpin.

In this way, she silently shed tears in front of this hairpin for three years.

Now, those once beautiful memories come to my mind again, and tears flow from my eyes uncontrollably like a flood that has broken through a dam.

"Huan'er... I really miss you so much! As long as... as long as you are alive, that is more important than anything else to me."

Lin Mo choked and murmured in a low voice.

At this time, Jia Xu, who came to look for his wife, stood quietly outside the door.

Through the crack in the door, he saw Lin Mo's shaking shoulders, and he immediately understood everything - she was crying again because she missed Lin Qinghuan and couldn't help herself.

Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, three years had already passed. During these three years, not only Lin Mo, but all the relatives had been still brooding over the departure of Princess Changping of Dasheng, and it was difficult to let go.

At this moment, Jia Xu stood outside the door quietly like a silent sculpture.

He was well aware of Lin Mo's stubborn and strong character; she never wanted others to witness her vulnerability. Her unwavering character was a perfect mirror to her father, Lin Mutang.

The solitary moon hung high in the night sky, emitting a cold and lonely light. It seemed as if it too was a solitary existence in this world, silently listening to Lin Mo's thoughts deep in his heart.

The moonlight, as pale as snow, poured down, covering the entire Tailai Villa with a layer of silver gauze that made people feel sad.

The wind blew quietly, and the leaves rustled, as if whispering those unknown stories.

This quiet night further highlights the unspeakable sadness and loneliness in Lin Mo's heart at the moment.