Bab 1504: Auntie, I’m Wen Shan

Nalan Chunbo took Wen Shan to the tombstone. Ye Di's grave was clean because Nalan Jing often came to visit it. His mother's favorite peonies were placed in front of the tombstone. Nalan Jing usually had them imported from China at a high price. Judging by their freshness, he probably had just left.

The girl in the photo looked about fourteen with a gentle smile and bright eyes.

"What a pretty little girl," Wen Shan could not help but whisper.

"She's my mother," Nalan Chunbo explained, crouching down to reach for the picture on the tombstone.

Wen Shan was silent.

Wen Shan studied the little girl in the picture and smiled slightly. "Auntie looks so young."

"My mother was fifteen when she died," Nalan Chunbo said bluntly.

Wen Shan blinked, cheeks reddening.

She shouldn't have mentioned it.

Nalan Chunbo looked back at the flustered Wen Shan. "Don't feel embarrassed. I also couldn't accept it at first, so…"