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Chapter 966 - 633: The Same Taste as Childhood, The Reason for Feng Qingyan’s Sudden Disappearance Back Then

Chapter 966: Chapter 633: The Same Taste as Childhood, The Reason for Feng Qingyan’s Sudden Disappearance Back Then

The Empress walked in holding the longevity noodles, moving slowly because she was so nervous.

For so many years, she had never made longevity noodles for her eldest son, and she didn’t know if he would think it was already too late upon seeing her?

If the Crown Princess hadn’t encouraged her, she might not have had the courage to come in.

Seeing Xiao Jinyan sitting in front of the desk in the study room, his earnest demeanor reminded her of the Emperor when he was younger.

Speaking of which, the eldest son did resemble the Emperor, in the eyebrows, eyes, and even in his way of handling matters.

However, the way he dealt with emotions was somewhat different.

In a moment, she arrived at the desk and placed the longevity noodles on it.

Xiao Jinyan caught sight of the longevity noodles and found them different from those of previous years.

He raised his head in confusion and was stunned to see the Empress.

Xiao Jinyan had not expected to see the Empress. For so many years, he had never seen her on his birthday, and now that she was here, it left him somewhat bewildered.

After coming to his senses, he stood up and walked around the chair to pay his respects, "Why has Mother come?"

The Empress glanced at the longevity noodles on the table, "Today is your birthday. Mother has made longevity noodles for you. Try them and see if they suit your taste?"

The Empress herself had been doted on since her childhood and had no culinary skills.

Back then, it was only to make longevity noodles for the Emperor that she had learned to cook, and when the eldest son was born, she would make longevity noodles for him on his birthday.

Since the eldest son went to Nanzhao Country, she had never made them for him.

And she didn’t know if he still liked them.

Xiao Jinyan’s gaze turned to the steaming longevity noodles on the desk; they must have been freshly made.

In Nanzhao Country, what he missed the most was the longevity noodles his mother made herself, but he couldn’t have them.

He thought that upon returning to Daxia, he would be able to eat the longevity noodles made by his mother. On his birthday, he waited all night but did not receive the longevity noodles from his mother, nor any simple blessing.

Seeing his mother make longevity noodles for his younger brother’s birthday, which he had longed to eat, truly made him envy his brother at that moment.

It also made him realize that, having been away from Daxia for those years, his mother had long forgotten his birthday.

He thought he would never taste his mother’s longevity noodles in this lifetime, but unexpectedly, he had them today.

Xiao Jinyan looked up at his mother and opened his mouth to say something, "Mother, how do you remember your son’s birthday?"

The Empress felt somewhat uncomfortable and didn’t dare meet her eldest son’s gaze. It was not out of guilt, but rather remorse. She felt that neglecting her eldest son’s feelings all these years made her an unqualified mother.

"Mother has always remembered your birthday. During those years you were in Nanzhao Country, Mother prepared longevity noodles for you on each of your birthdays,"

Xiao Jinyan was surprised. If he didn’t know his mother’s character, he might have thought she was lying to him.

To ease the awkwardness, the Empress reminded him, "Eat the noodles before they get cold; they won’t taste good."

"Mhm," replied Xiao Jinyan as he sat down at the chair. He looked at the steaming longevity noodles topped with two sunny-side-up eggs, picked up his chopsticks, grabbed some noodles, blew on them, and then began to eat.

They tasted just like they did when he was a child.

The Empress watched her eldest son finish the entire bowl of longevity noodles, not even leaving the soup behind. Suddenly, she felt as if she had returned to the time when her son was a child, finishing up a small bowl of longevity noodles she had made for him.

At a loss for words, she picked up the empty bowl and said warmly, "I’ll take the bowl away. You continue reviewing the memorials."

Xiao Jinyan stood up and bowed, "I bid Mother farewell."

The Empress exited the study room with the empty bowl, her heartbeat thumping rapidly, still feeling uncertain of what to say.

Feng Wuyou had been waiting outside. Seeing the Empress come out, she approached her, "Mother, how did it go?"

The Empress was a bit agitated, "He ate it all. I thought..."

She had expected her son to question her about why she had treated him the way she had over the years, why she hadn’t celebrated his birthday with him, made longevity noodles for him, why...

She realized that, although her eldest son’s personality had greatly changed, it was only superficially; deep down, he was still the sensible and intelligent boy who considered others’ feelings.

Her son did not despise her as she had imagined.

Instead, over these years, in an attempt to cover her guilt, she had avoided communicating with him—not because she was unwilling, but because she didn’t know how to.

She didn’t know how to make up for the motherly love her son had missed over the years.

Feng Wuyou couldn’t understand the Empress’s complex psychology because she hadn’t experienced it and might also be due to her personality.

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