Portable Space: The Peasant Princess

While the two were talking, they saw Bei Ming, who had already left, appear in the yard again.

Just listen to his respectful voice: "Young Master, miss, we have guests coming to our door!"

Gu Panxia tilted her head, looked at him and asked, "Who is it?"

Beiming replied: "It's the current county magistrate of Qingyou Town and his wife."

Gu Panxia's eyes lit up, "Aunt Hong and the county magistrate are here? Bring them in quickly!"

Beiming nodded and said yes, then turned and left.

"Do you know Aunt Hong?" Lu Yuan was a little surprised.

"I met my uncle once in He's Mansion before when he was getting engaged."

Lu Yuan raised his eyebrows. They only met once and they were so intimate?

Gu Panxia added: "She knows our relationship."

Lu Yuan suddenly realized, "It's no wonder!"

Hearing footsteps approaching, the two looked up and saw Beiming leading them in.

One was Aunt Hong whom I had met in He Mansion before, and the other was a middle-aged man in purple official uniform. He was slender, had a gentle and elegant face, and had a somewhat bookish temperament. He must be the county magistrate. Your Excellency, there is no doubt about it.

After bringing the two of them, Beiming left again.

Gu Panxia and Lu Yuan stood up at the same time and came forward.

"I have met Prince Yi!" The county magistrate bowed and said.

Aunt Hong also wanted to squat down and salute, but Lu Yuan stopped her.

He looked at the county magistrate and said warmly: "Uncle Ji, there are no outsiders here, so there is no need to be polite!"

The current county magistrate's name is Jizhong, and Lu Yuan has only met him a few times, when he was ten years old.

Aunt Hong held his hand, her eyes covered with mist.

Lu Yuan asked the two of them to sit down first, then poured tea for them, and then apologized: "I have been in Qingyou Town for so long, but I haven't been able to visit you two. It's Yuan'er's fault. Please don't ask Uncle Ji and Aunt Hong. It’s the blame.”

Aunt Hong shook her head and said with a smile with red eyes: "No wonder, no wonder, Aunt Hong is already satisfied to be able to see Yuan'er again!"

Seeing the stubborn little boy grow up into a handsome and extraordinary young man, Aunt Hong felt both happy and filled with emotion.

Ji Zhong looked at Lu Yuan and couldn't help but said happily: "When we left the capital, Yuan'er was just a little kid. We haven't seen each other for a few years, but he has grown so big. He is still a myth of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and now he has become a prince, a county prince. If the Lord knows at the bottom of the spring, he will also be pleased."

Speaking of his mother, Lu Yuan's eyes suddenly darkened, and a ray of pain flashed across his eyes.

He has fulfilled all his mother's expectations for him, but she can no longer see him!

In the midst of his grief, his hand placed under the table was suddenly held by a warm little hand. He turned his head slightly, but met Gu Panxia's worried eyes.

He raised his thin lips lightly and held her little hand with his backhand, indicating that he was fine.

Aunt Hong remained silent, wiping her tears with a handkerchief from time to time.

Lu Yuan raised his hand, patted the back of her hand and comforted her: "Aunt Hong, don't be sad. Mother treats you like a sister. If she knew you were so sad, she would be unhappy."

When Aunt Hong heard this, she stopped crying, nodded, and said with a choked voice: "Don't worry, Yuan'er. Aunt Hong just remembered some old things and felt sad for a moment."

She seemed to have remembered something and asked in a low voice: "General and the old lady, how are they doing?"

Lu Yuan's eyes flashed, and he said after a moment: "My father is very good, but my grandmother... passed away not long ago."

Aunt Hong was slightly startled, as if she couldn't believe it.

Since she returned to Qingyou Town, she didn't have time to go anywhere, so she didn't know the news of the old lady's death.