Chapter 12 Grandpa Hugs Me

Chen Qingyin looked at him in confusion.

"It looks like the palace guards. What happened?"

When Linlang went to buy paper money, incense and candles, she asked a few questions.

"Madam, I heard that the person sitting in the carriage just now was the Ninth Prince. He committed a serious crime and was sent to the National Temple by the Emperor."

"Ninth Prince?" Chen Qingyin was surprised. "What did he do wrong?"

Hu Mianmian sat aside, not paying attention to this topic. She was eating the chicken jerky that Chen Qingyin brought her and enjoying it very much.

Linlang replied, "They all said that the Ninth Prince was a wicked man. Last year, he pushed down the pregnant Queen Consort, causing her to have a miscarriage."

"Not long ago, he even tried to poison the emperor. The emperor believed that the Ninth Prince was possessed by an evil spirit and had lost all conscience. So he sent him to the National Temple, ostensibly to recuperate. But in reality... I'm afraid he has already given up on this prince."

As the supreme ruler, the emperor has never lacked offspring.

This child is not good, he will be useless.

Chen Qingyin sighed, feeling strange: "It's really strange. When I went to the palace to visit Concubine Shu two years ago, I saw this Ninth Prince. I vaguely remember that he was a child who was reluctant to step on even an ant. How could he become like this?"

Linlang said: "Who knows? Maybe you can only know a person's face but not his heart. Besides, the Ninth Prince's mother died early. Without his mother to take care of him, his personality will change."

Chen Qingyin nodded slightly, agreeing quite a bit.

For Mianmian, she should take better care of her health.

Hu Mianmian ate a few pieces of jerky chicken and felt sleepy.

When the carriage entered the mountains and stopped outside the Chen family cemetery, the little guy was gently awakened by Chen Qingyin.

"Mianmian, we're here."

Hu Mianmian was carried down and rubbed her little eyes.

She looked around and saw green mountains and clear waters.

A light mist lingers around the tomb, which is backed by green mountains and faces the river.

What a great place!

The people are outstanding and the scenery is beautiful. If she were to practice, she would definitely choose this place.

The kid took out his own chicken jerky and candy from his waist bag.

"Mom, I also brought food for grandma."

Chen Qingyin smiled and tapped her little nose: "Mianmian is so good, your grandmother in heaven will definitely be very happy to see you here."

Linlang followed the mother and daughter, carrying something.

Just as she walked up the hill and turned the corner, Chen Qingyin suddenly stopped.

Hu Mianmian looked forward.

A middle-aged man over fifty years old, wearing dark-colored robes and with a square face, stood in front of a tombstone with great dignity.

Linlang was surprised: "Master..."

Hearing the voice, Prime Minister Chen turned around and saw his daughter whom he had not seen for three years.

"Qingyin, you're here." He spoke, his beard moving slightly, his voice still majestic, but with an awkward concern between father and daughter.

Chen Qingyin held Hu Mianmian forward and nodded slightly: "Father... this is Mianmian."

Prime Minister Chen looked at the little guy without showing any extra emotion.

Neither the father nor the daughter spoke, and the air was filled with tension and awkwardness.

Hu Mianmian stretched out her little hand and said, "Grandpa, give me a hug."

Prime Minister Chen was startled, and a look of joy flashed across his brows: "Mianmian can speak now?"

As he spoke, he quickly took the little guy from Chen Qingyin's arms.

Hu Mianmian raised her head proudly: "Yes, I have become much smarter now!"

Prime Minister Chen was grinning from ear to ear, looking completely different from his serious and dignified self just now.

He held Hu Mianmian in his arms and faced the tombstone: "Suhua, did you see that? Mianmian is fine now. You can rest assured in your grave!"

Chen Qingyin stepped forward, knelt down, burned incense and kowtowed.

She choked up and said, "Mom, Qingyin brought Mianmian to see you."

A blazing red flame burned in the basin, and when paper money was thrown in, Chen Qingyin knelt down and cried.

In a trance, Prime Minister Chen seemed to see that the year his first wife died, his daughter was as young as Hu Mianmian.

He couldn't help but ask calmly, "Are you okay now? Have you used the things I sent to you?"

Chen Qingyin raised her eyes: "Things?"

She wiped her tears with her sleeve, and stood up with the help of Linlang, thinking in confusion.

Over the years, she thought her father had long since severed ties with her, and the Chen family had never sent her anything.

No one came to visit her, including when she gave birth to Mianmian.

She thought that her father and his family had long since broken off all ties with her.

Seeing Chen Qingyin's reaction, Prime Minister Chen immediately asked sternly: "It seems that you didn't receive anything. Were you taken in by the Hu family? I have said it before, their family has bad character. If you follow Hu Yunshen, you will only suffer!"

Chen Qingyin came back to her senses and complained: "Father! Please say less in front of Mianmian."

Prime Minister Chen had always disdained his daughter's marriage.

He had many more things he wanted to say to scold and admonish them, but when he looked down, he saw Hu Mianmian blinking her big eyes and listening to them.

Prime Minister Chen's serious face turned into a smile.

"Mianmian, go burn some money for your grandmother. Linlang, keep an eye on the young lady and don't let her get hurt."

"yes."

Linlang stepped forward and took Hu Mianmian aside.

At this time, Prime Minister Chen said in a deep voice: "If you and Mianmian are not living well in the Hu family, then come back home."

Chen Qingyin pursed her lips, lowered her eyes and said nothing.

She remembered the slap her father gave her in the face three years ago, on the eve of her wedding.

The memories of the past are not pleasant.

Chen Qingyin's expression seemed to be covered by a dark shadow.

She shook her head gently: "I'm doing well, father, don't worry, my husband and his family love Mianmian very much."

Prime Minister Chen snorted coldly: "It's better this way. I really don't want you to cry and beg me one day."

Chen Qingyin clenched her fingertips slightly on the side of her sleeves.

Just then, Prime Minister Chen felt someone tugging at his sleeve.

He looked down and saw Hu Mianmian's chubby little hand holding a piece of candy.

"Grandpa, please stop talking about mom. I'll give you candy. If you eat something sweet, the words you say can't be bitter!"

Prime Minister Chen laughed heartily. He squatted down, ate the candy, and said lovingly, "Mianmian, do you want to go with Grandpa and stay at the Chen family for a few days?"

Hu Mianmian shook her head decisively.

"If I leave, mother will have no one to accompany her."

Prime Minister Chen then asked, "Where is your father? Why didn't he come today?"

He remembered that Hu Yunshen should have returned to Beijing.

Hu Mianmian said in a soft voice, "Dad and the others went to pick up other people's wives today, so they don't have time to take care of mom."

"Mianmian!" Chen Qingyin hurriedly stopped him, looking at the prime minister with a sullen face, and hurriedly explained, "Father, it's not like that. The benefactor who saved Yunshen's life has a pair of widows. When they enter the mansion today, I asked them to stay to welcome them."

Prime Minister Chen looked extremely bad.

"Hu Yunshen still can't tell the difference between the primary and the secondary. Today is your mother's death anniversary, and he's actually entertaining others?"

No matter how harsh the reprimand was, he couldn't bear to say anything more in front of Hu Mianmian.

Just at this moment, the followers ran up from the foot of the mountain.

"Master, the emperor urgently summons you to the palace."

Prime Minister Chen had to leave. Before leaving, he looked at Chen Qingyin and gave her many instructions, which eventually turned into a stern warning.

"If you've been wronged, just come home. Your room has always been reserved for you!"

After saying that, Prime Minister Chen touched Hu Mianmian's little face and left.