Doted By The Regent King

Chapter 1731 - 1669: The Maternal Uncle Arrives

Hua Wushuang did not immediately respond to their suggestion, only kept silent.

Wufu furrowed her brow slightly and said, "If it’s difficult for you, just pretend we never mentioned it." Then she turned to Ah Jiu and said, "Changsheng was born frail, and though he is quite spirited now, he is still not a full-term child. Given we’re in mourning, I don’t plan to hold the full month celebration for him. We’ll wait until his first birthday and have a proper celebration then."

Another reason is the cold weather; it can’t be helped, and it’s better not to hold the event without a necessity, as we don’t lack the sense of ceremony.

"I’ll follow your wishes!" Ah Jiu gripped her hand.

Wufu uttered an acknowledgment, seeing Hua Wushuang still in contemplation. Just as she was about to speak, Purple Jade entered.

"Miss, the young uncle of the Zhou family is here."

Wufu was momentarily stunned, then realized it referred to Zhou Xueli.

Though Madam Zhou was not born of Old Lady Zhou, she was the offspring of Old Scholar Zhou, and hence shared the same bloodline as Zhou Xueli; calling him ’young uncle’ was appropriate.

Zhou Xueli was led to the Floral Hall, looking travel-worn and weathered, and upon seeing Wufu, his eyes reddened.

"Wufu, how could your mother just..." His voice choked up, unable to finish, as tears fell first.

Clearly, he had already heard about Madam Zhou’s passing upon entering.

Wufu’s eyes flashed with a trace of gloom, and she said, "You’ve come from afar, exhausted from the journey; please wash up and rest a bit, and then we’ll speak."

Zhou Xueli opened his mouth, and seeing that Wufu had already instructed someone to make arrangements, he closed it, obediently following them to freshen up.

An hour later, he returned in a fresh outfit to sit in front of Wufu, noticing Mei Xiu, who had come to Changan City with him, standing behind a handsome man, and he was momentarily stunned.

"This is my master," Mei Xiu said, noticing Zhou Xueli’s inquisitive gaze, and introduced Hua Wushuang: "He is also Miss Wufu’s paternal uncle."

Zhou Xueli was startled, his gaze darkened, and he looked at Wufu, forcing a smile to ask, "Wufu, you’ve found out everything?"

Wufu said, "They all said that my mother wasn’t born to your mother."

Zhou Xueli lowered his head and nodded, "Before I came, mother had already told me everything from back then. In those days, father..."

At this point, there was nothing left to hide, and he recounted all the secret grievances that Old Lady Zhou had revealed from that time.

Upon hearing those hidden truths, Wufu couldn’t help but feel incredulous; it all made sense now why Old Lady Zhou had such animosity towards Madam Zhou.

Hua Wushuang’s expression turned gloomy as well, concurrently feeling a twinge of guilt, realizing that the pitiful woman had suffered so much in secret.

"...Mother said she doesn’t need filial piety from her, to disown this relation. But now, even if you wanted to acknowledge this relation, it’s gone." Zhou Xueli murmured, "Second sister, why did she lack this fortune, clearly having already persevered and reached success?"

Having endured for so many years, she seemed to have finally reached good days, yet it was so short-lived, and now she’s gone before he had the chance to see her.

"Mother passed away peacefully; rest assured," Wufu said rare words of comfort, seeing the sorrow on his face.

"What about the child?"

"The child is well," Wufu looked at Purple Jade, "See if Changsheng is awake, and if so, bring him here to meet his young uncle."

Purple Jade responded crisply.

"Young uncle?" Zhou Xueli’s eyes brightened, his voice tinged with excitement, "Wufu, you’re still willing to acknowledge me?"

Wufu said, "Mother was your sister, that’s a fact."

Zhou Xueli rubbed his hands together and grinned.

Hua Wushuang watched quietly from the side, feeling somewhat sour; young uncle? Hmph, she had not even been called that once!