Pinch your waist: Your husband has a beauty mark

Chapter 1845 Ming Ruonan

It was sixteen years later that I saw my aunt and several masters again.

Sixteen years ago they left southern Xinjiang and traveled around the world, and have never returned since then.

It is said that they first went to the Nanling Imperial City and met the Nanling Emperor, the person that everyone had always been concerned about, Jun Chuli.

After meeting Jun Chuli, he began to travel around the countries and made the world his home.

I have never seen Emperor Nanling, but I heard that he looks exactly like Master Xuan. I think he must be a stunningly handsome man who is unforgettable at first sight.

However, I still firmly believe that my three masters are the most handsome.

There is no one in this world who can compare to him.

Sixteen years later, they finally came back.

Came back for my daughter's full moon party.

That’s right, sixteen years have passed, and at the age of twenty-four, I have not only gotten married, but also had a son and a daughter.

My son Chu Xiaohe is six years old this year, and my little daughter has not been named yet.

Today is a full moon.

I have been waiting since the day I knew my aunt and her family were coming back.

Waiting and hoping, I thought they would not be able to come back in time to attend Xiaobao's full moon banquet, but unexpectedly, today, they really came back.

When I saw her again after sixteen years, I didn’t expect that my aunt was no different from before. She still looked to be in her twenties and was still as charming and graceful as ever.

I heard that Master Qinian has nothing to do on weekdays, so he likes to study medicinal materials, covering everything from health preservation to skin care.

No wonder my aunt was raised to be so beautiful and charming. On the other hand, my mother is a few months younger than my aunt, but they look like two generations apart.

Master Xuan is always like that, quiet, silent most of the time, and not talkative. Only when he looks at my aunt will the coldness in his eyes dissipate and turn into tenderness.

Master Qinian is still the same Master Qinian, dressed in white, with an ethereal air, and a smile on the corners of his lips that always makes people feel as if they are basking in the spring breeze at a glance.

As for Master Achu.

Master Achu was the one who changed the most. He grew a beard.

According to Master Achu himself, a hero should look like a hero and should grow a beard.

His complexion had turned into the healthiest bronze, and his figure was a little more muscular than before.

Over the years, Master Achu has fought wherever he went. Except for the fact that he could never defeat Master Xuan, he has basically conquered the world.

Master Qinian, who was obsessed with studying medicinal herbs every day, was no match for Master Achu as early as sixteen years ago.

However, this time they came back with one more person.

A little boy, about the same age as my eldest son Chu Xiaohe, about six or seven years old, looks... well, much better looking than Xiaohe, but not talkative and very frugal with words.

Can you imagine a six-year-old boy who can give people a sense of calmness?

Just like his father.

Their family is finally complete.

The moment she saw little Baoer, her eyes lit up and she felt nervous and excited.

My aunt especially likes the little girl. Today, she held the little girl in her arms and almost never put her down.

During the entire full moon banquet, it was my aunt who was holding Baoer.

Late at night, when all the guests had left, I took my husband and once again carefully served tea to my aunt and several masters.

I forgot to mention that my husband is from Dongling, the eldest son of the Duke of Dongling, Chu Qingfeng.

He was a general and was granted a title of nobility at a young age.

This time I will give birth to my little baby at my mother's house because there has been some turmoil in southern Xinjiang in the past two years, and my husband happened to lead his troops here to help my father suppress the rebels.

I followed my husband on military expeditions for many years and became pregnant with a little baby in southern Xinjiang. I gave birth to the baby at my parents' home.

Even the full moon banquet was held at the mother’s home.

No one felt inappropriate.

My father Ming Sihai is a very open-minded person, and his thoughts are deeply influenced by my aunt.

In my aunt's mind, women, like men, can defend their country.

Our family has always held this concept, so I was brought up like a man since I was a child, with martial arts and strategies for marching and fighting, which I learned from the handwritten military books left by my aunt.

After seeing Xiao Bao'er, the aunt was so heartbroken that she threatened to raise Xiao Bao'er into the most intelligent and capable girl in the world.

I know my aunt has this ability.

And several of my masters also have this ability.

As long as it is something my aunt wants to do, my masters will go through fire and water to do it for her.

So I also know that my little daughter is destined to be an extraordinary person, because she has some of the most powerful masters in the world.

That night, my aunt held little Baoer in her arms and was reluctant to let go.

My husband smiled and said, "Since Auntie likes it so much, why not give Xiaobao a name."

My aunt thought about it for a long time.

Tonight, the moon is high in the sky, and the moonlight is like water.

My aunt suddenly sighed: "Xiaobao'er's father's surname is Chu, Chu..."

I know that my aunt is thinking of her good friend, A-li, who lives far away in Nanling.

Master Xuan also looked at Xiao Baoer, with a rare gentle smile on his face: "The surname Chu is also a kind of fate."

So, the aunt gave the little treasure a name.

A Li.

Chu Yueli.

My little Ali, her story officially begins at this moment.

(End of the article)