The spring breeze blows on my face, and the water of the river around the city is clear and charming, flowing slowly under the bright spring sunshine.

Along the river, rows of weeping willows are planted, full of greenery.

The willow trees sway in the wind, like beauties dancing enchantingly.

Tuoba Xian strolled along the river, passing under every willow tree, and the light of infinite aftertaste flashed through her eyes.

Time seems to pass by in reverse.

It was such a beautiful spring day last year.

The man in bright clothes and an angry horse stood by the river waiting for him.

She will never forget that kind of spring and that kind of him.

Just like today, people who have been dormant all winter come out for a spring outing.

He stood among the crowd, like a jade tree facing the wind.

He hugged her and whispered under the willow tree, telling each other of their love and longing.

"Qing'er, I want to go there and have a look."

Tuoba Xian stopped and said to Yang Ruoqing and Xiao Yaxue, who were following closely behind.

"If I remember correctly, there should be a stone tablet over there that is as tall as an adult. I want to go and have a look." Tuoba Xian said again.

Back then, they carved eachother's oath together on the stone tablet.

Nineteen years have passed and she no longer sets foot in the Central Plains.

It was rare to return to her old place today, and she had the urge to go and see it again!

Seeing Tuoba Xian's expression in her eyes, Yang Ruoqing smiled happily: "Okay, let's go and watch together."

The three of them walked for a long distance, away from the bustling crowd of spring outings on the river bank, and came to a relatively secluded corner.

The moat branches here, and one stream from west to east will pass through the Yellow River and then flow into the sea in the east.

All around, there are lush vegetation and wild flowers.

But there was no adult-tall stone tablet that Tuoba Xian said.

"Strange, where has the stone tablet gone? I remember it was erected at this place back then!"

Tuoba Xian walked around in circles, searching, mumbling to herself.

Yang Ruoqing and Xiao Yaxue looked at each other, and both came over to help search together.

Nineteen years have passed and so much has changed.

Maybe that stone tablet had been thrown into the river long ago.

Yang Ruoqing thought to herself, but still looked around very carefully.

What we are looking for here is not just a stone tablet.

It's a dusty past.

The three of them searched for a long time. Yang Ruoqing found the target in the weeds down the river beach.

"There is a stone monument here, everyone, come quickly!"

With Xiao Yaxue's support, Tuoba Xian slowly descended to the river beach.

"Qing'er, come on, let me take a look."

Tuoba Xian's voice sounded a little anxious.

Yang Ruoqing quickly stood up and came over to help Tuoba Xian.

"This stone tablet is broken, and only half of it is lying in the soil. I don't know if it is the piece that my mother is looking for." She said.

Tuoba Xian said nothing, her eyes were all attracted by the half-section of the stone tablet in the weeds.

She squatted down and stretched out her hands to brush away the thick earth and stone, restoring the original appearance of the stone tablet bit by bit.

Seeing Tuoba Xian's well-maintained hands digging the soil on the stone tablet, Yang Ruoqing couldn't bear it.

"Mom, let me help you dig..."

"No, I want to do it myself!"

Tuoba Xian said, his tone was particularly firm.

Yang Ruoqing had no choice but to stand aside, watching helplessly with Xiao Yaxue.

Tuoba Xian's beautiful nails were broken several times and even showed some blood.

She was still planing and scraping, taking out her handkerchief and wiping it carefully on the stone tablet.

It seems that every tiny line on this stone tablet needs to be wiped out so that they can see the light of day again.

I don't know how much time passed, but Tuoba Xian's movements suddenly stopped.

Suppressed sobs could be heard, whether they were happy, excited, or sad.

Yang Ruoqing came to her senses and hurried to Tuoba Xian's side.

"Mom, why are you crying?"

She asked, her eyes following Tuoba Xian's fingers to the corner of the stone tablet in front of her.

In a very inconspicuous place, she saw two columns of fonts as thin as mosquito legs.

"Found it, found it..."

Tuoba Xian murmured, with tears in his eyes.

Yang Ruoqing leaned over, carefully discerned the two columns of small fonts, and read out loud:

Tenderness is like water, good times are like dreams, and the beauty under the willow is making clever tricks.

A pot of spring breeze, a few spring nights.

In his lifetime, he will be able to bring peace to the world with a golden sword and an iron horse.

Ten miles of red makeup welcomes you.

At the bottom, there was a word left:

peak.

Yang Ruoqing guessed that the word "Feng" should be the name of the person who carved the poem on the stone tablet, right?

Seeing how Tuoba Xian can't control her emotions, could it be that Luo Fengtang's biological father carved these poems?

Oops, the handwriting is good though.

Judging from the carving skills of each stroke, he is a practitioner with extraordinary skills.

And the literary talent is also good, iron-clad and tender.

However, this uncivilized behavior that is depicted everywhere is still not promoted.

The wandering thoughts were brought back by Tuoba Xian's ethereal voice.

"It's been nineteen years, things have changed and people have changed."

She sighed softly and gently touched the small and powerful characters on the stone tablet with her fingers.

Before my eyes, I seem to be seeing the scene of that day again...

A sad smile appeared on Tuoba Xian's face.

"When I saw this stone tablet today, it solved a knot in my heart."

"Qing'er, Yaxue, let's rebury this stone tablet together!"

Tuoba Xian said, buried together with that beautiful memory.

Yang Ruoqing said, "Mom, wait a minute, something is wrong!"

"What's wrong?" Tuoba Xian asked.

Yang Ruoqing frowned and looked at the half of the stone monument and the other weeds and rocks around the stone monument.

"Mom, is Tangyazi's biological father still alive in this world?" she asked.

Tuoba Xian said: "I don't know. It's been nineteen years and there is no news at all."

"Maybe he is no longer in this world..." she added.

Although I believed in my heart that there was a high possibility that that person was no longer alive, I still couldn't help but want to go north to the capital to look for him.

Although I know that the chance of finding it is extremely slim, almost non-existent.

But I still can’t help but want to remember it again...

Seeing Tuoba Xiande's expression in her eyes, Yang Ruoqing knew that her mother-in-law was not sure either.

"Mom, look at the words on this stone tablet and compare it with the other words on the side. Is there something wrong?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Tuoba Xian squinted his eyes and took a closer look, and then his eyes lit up.

"This word..."

"This word is obviously clearer than other words around it." Yang Ruoqing said,

"The other words on the side have long been blurred after nineteen years of exposure."

"However, these two columns of characters are not there. Instead, the scratches are getting deeper and deeper. What does this mean?"

"It means that in the past nineteen years, someone has often come to trace and engrave these two columns of characters!"

"And the person who can find this place and carve these two words is no one except the owner who originally carved them!"
Chapter completed!