"You're only eleven years old, there's no need to raise an army."

When Xu Man talks about his birthday, he thinks of modern parents.

In modern times, she was also born on the third day of the third lunar month, so when she was a child, her parents liked to take her to Guangxi to participate in Zhuang festivals every year on her birthday.

Let her celebrate with the Zhuang people.

It wasn't until she was ten years old that her study tasks became more and more demanding, and her parents never took her out to celebrate her birthday again.

She just went home in the evening and her parents, grandparents, and grandparents would have a nice meal with her and give her some birthday gifts.

Naturally, she would also give her mother a filial piety from her daughter on this day every year.

Now that she has returned to Da Qin, the woman who gave birth to her here has long been turned into withered bones and buried where ladies should be buried.

Because her mother was not particularly favored at the time and was just a princess from a small country.

That small country was destroyed by other kingdoms not long after the unification of Qin began.

Therefore, Xuman's mother now has no natal family.

So her burial seemed relatively casual at the time.

Only those who were involved in the matter will know where exactly they are buried.

Even her daughter didn't know where her mother was buried.

It seemed that Xue Niang, the housekeeper of Huazhang Palace, knew about it, but she never said anything. Xu Man tried to ask several times, but she remained silent.

As the aunt in charge of Her Royal Highness, she cannot lie to Her Highness.

But as the most loyal maid beside Madam, Xue Niang is not willing to live up to Madam's entrustment.

All she could do was remain silent, that is, not lie to His Highness, nor reveal the place where her old master was buried.

"What's the matter?"

Ying Zheng saw that she had finished her sentence and guessed that she had something on her mind, so he couldn't help but asked with concern, "If you have something to say, tell your father."

"Father, I would like to pay homage to my mother."

During this period, even His Majesty's women did not have titles. Especially since the First Emperor's harem did not have concubines, other women could not follow any regulations to designate concubines.

Generally, the emperor's women were called wives during this period, and at most they were called their surnames or other names.

Therefore, Xu Man could only say that he wanted to worship his mother, but could not say that he was a concubine or anything else.

"You can go if you want, and Father won't stop you."

Ying Zheng heard a hint of nostalgia in the child's tone, and rubbed her head affectionately with his big hands, "I'll have someone accompany you tomorrow."

"But I don't know where my mother is buried."

When Xu Man said this, he couldn't help but feel sad in his heart. As her daughter in the past life and this life, she had never worshiped her.

That woman, like her daughter, left no trace in history.

Now that she is back and may become the new Qin II, she should find some sense of presence for her mother.

He must not wait until he dies and cannot find her.

Ying Zheng: "...Father, please find someone to ask."

When saying this, Zu Long felt guilty in front of his daughter.

There are not many women in his harem, but there are also quite a few. There are twenty or thirty women, but only a dozen are truly married.

Some gave birth to two or three children, such as the young master Jianglu's mother, and some gave birth to only one, such as Xuman's mother.

Regardless of the fact that he has many children, in fact, these are the only ones who are truly married to him.

The ones who really made him remember their identities and appearances were those who were still alive today, and those who died early only had a vague impression.

There are really too many government affairs to deal with every day. Unless there is a special need, he has no time to spend time with the women in the harem.

And Xuman's mother was one of the women that Ying Zheng had almost forgotten.

Really, that woman has no sense of existence.


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