Immortal world foodie: husband makes me noodle soup

Chapter 576 I Was Born Without a Birthday

The wind keeps on, the leaves don't stop.

Yang Juanjuan stood in place, the purple in front of him disappeared among the leaves.Holding the sword in both hands, she took half a step forward, as if she wanted to chase.

At this time, a voice came from behind, stopping her movement.

"Curly, curly..."

Xuanyuanhan performed lightness kung fu, rose and fell, and came with the wind.

Yang Juan turned his head, his hair was blown up by the wind, and he squinted his eyes.She half-opened her eyes and saw Xuanyuan Han rising and falling, and it took a while before she came to her.

"Juanjuan?" Xuanyuanhan stood still in front of Yang Juanjuan, looking at her uncertainly, as if he didn't believe that the person in front of him was her.

It should be said that he didn't believe that the people from Xiuxian Pavilion came, took her away, but left her behind.

"Han..."

It wasn't until Yang Juanjuan called him Han that Xuanyuanhan really believed that the person in front of him was Yang Juanjuan.He took a step forward, raised his hand to pull Yang Juanjuan, and suddenly hugged her in his arms.

They have known each other for several months, and they have never done other intimate actions except for holding hands.But today, Xuanyuanhan no longer wants to care about those etiquettes.

He hugged her tightly, sucked in his breath and said, "Jujuan, shall we go back?"

"Han, why don't you ask me why I'm here?" Yang Juanjuan asked curiously.

Xuanyuanhan shook his head: "Don't ask, as long as you are willing to go back with me."

"My master is here." Yang Juanjuan just said this, and felt Xuanyuanhan's body tremble slightly.

Xuanyuan Han also knew that he had lost his composure, so he stabilized himself quickly, thinking that Qian Zang was nearby, he released Yang Juanjuan, looked around and said, "Really? What about others?"

Yang Juan raised the sword in his hand, wanted to smile, but couldn't, so he could only explain calmly: "Master knew that I was going to get married, so he specially sent me a sword, and then Just go."

When Xuanyuanhan heard that Qian Zang had left, he breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled at Yang Juanjuan, "Your master is so kind to you. Juanjuan, let's go back."

"Okay." Yang Juanjuan said yes, Xuanyuanhan took her hand, and the two walked forward slowly.

At this time, the wind has calmed down a lot, and the sky has begun to rain.

Xuanyuanhan came out in a hurry and didn't bring rain gear, nor did Yang Juanjuan.

Xuanyuanhan took off his outer shirt, grabbed the shoulders of the clothes with both hands, and supported Yang Juanjuan's head to protect her from the rain.

Yang Juanjuan had already mastered the Art of Avoiding Objects, not afraid of wind and rain, and said to Xuanyuanhan: "You can block it yourself, I know magic spells, and the rain won't fall on me."

"It's okay." Xuanyuanhan didn't listen, and still put his hand on Yang Juanjuan's head.

Yang Juanjuan said it a few times, but seeing that he didn't listen, he didn't say any more. His heart was warm and he was very moved.

Looking at the rain falling from the sky, she suddenly wanted to be self-willed, withdrew the avoidance formula, leaned into Xuanyuan Han's arms, and hid in the small rain-proof world he propped up for her.

Xuanyuanhan didn't want to ask how Yang Juanjuan came here, why her master didn't take her away, and what they said... He wanted to find another topic to talk about, thinking that two days ago, he had a friend's birthday .

When he went to the banquet, he remembered that he had known Yang Juanjuan for several months, and he still didn't know when her birthday was.So, he took this opportunity to ask, "Jujuan, when is your birthday?"

Yang Juanjuan was stunned for a moment, then remembered something, his big watery eyes were filled with sadness: "I don't have a birthday."

"No?" How come?
Xuanyuanhan turned to look at Yang Juanjuan, and seeing the sadness on her face, she swallowed the second half of the sentence.

"Yes. My mother said that I don't have a birthday. If I think about my birthday, any day can be my birthday."

When I was young, my siblings all had their birthdays, but she didn't have one, so she asked her mother why.At first Niang said she forgot, but she cried and said that Niang didn't love her.Later, when mother saw her crying, she said that she was born without a birthday, and if she thought about it, she could celebrate it any day.

Because she can eat red eggs on her birthday, she was greedy and quarreled with her mother to pass her birthday for a long time, until she got tired of eating eggs, and then stopped not celebrating her birthday.

At that time, she thought that she was special, but she was not. It was because her mother didn't want to remember her birthday, and she didn't want to remember her age.Because she was going to Xiuxian Pavilion at the age of ten, her mother was reluctant, so she thought of such a way to deceive herself.

At that time, she was not only stupid, but also ignorant.Eggs are nothing to her now, but to her family at that time, they were equivalent to meat.

It's a pity that she was so ignorant when she was a child, she ate the eggs of the whole family by herself.Brothers and sisters cry for it, she will give it if she is happy, and she will not give it if she is not.

If time could go against the flow, she would rather not eat it herself, but give it to her younger siblings, and think more about her parents.

"Okay, I will celebrate your birthday every day from now on." Xuanyuanhan looked at Yang Juanjuan affectionately, and said seriously.

Yang Juanjuan smiled and nodded: "Okay, I want to eat red eggs."

"it is good!"

The two chatted and laughed all the way, very unhappy, until Ting Qin drove the carriage over.The joke was interrupted when they got into the carriage.

It stands to reason that the groom and the bride cannot meet three days before they get married.So for the sake of etiquette, Xuanyuan Han got off the carriage before entering the city.

After Yang Juanjuan's carriage entered the city, Xuanyuanhan went home.

The carriage arrived at the gate of the prime minister's mansion, and Yang Juanjuan saw the prime minister and his wife standing at the gate waiting for her after getting off the carriage.

As soon as she saw Yang Juanjuan came back, the Prime Minister's wife walked down the steps, dragged Yang Juanjuan back to the mansion, and asked about his health all the way, but did not mention why Yang Juanjuan left the mansion.

The prime minister's wife didn't ask, and Yang Juanjuan didn't say anything, but she knew in her heart that this must have been arranged by Xuanyuanhan, probably out of embarrassment for her.

The prime minister's wife had arranged for someone to prepare hot water, and when she and Yang Juanjuan returned to Huajinyuan, she urged her to take a bath and change into dry clothes.

Yang Juanjuan did it obediently, and when he got out of the shower, the prime minister's wife brought over ginger soup and watched her drink it.

"Mother, you are so kind to me!" Yang Juanjuan finished his ginger soup, put his arm around the prime minister's wife's arm and acted like a baby.

The prime minister's wife touched her wet curly hair and said with a smile, "You are my mother's daughter. If my mother is not good to you, who is good to you?"

With that said, the prime minister's wife took the towel from the servant girl and wiped Yang Juanjuan's hair little by little.

When Yang Juanjuan heard her words, he was very moved. She thought that her own mother was so kind to her, so it was probably the same.

She is so lucky to meet two mothers who love her so much!
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Another day, Yang Juanjuan is going to marry Xuanyuanhan, and the palace sends a teaching mother to teach Yang Juanjuan some things about the boudoir.

Yang Juanjuan looked at the picture book that the old mother was holding, and some familiar pictures came into her eyes, and her face burned up.

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