"Mama…" Wang Yue sat near her mother's grave after placing the flowers on her grave, "Mama, are you mad at your Xiao Yu? Your Xiao Yu is sorry." She said and her bottom lip quivered.
Xiao Muchen's breath hitched at that, tears fell from his eyes. What did his princess say to her mother? Was he hearing things? He could not believe his ears. He sat near Wang Yue immediately, putting his hand on her shoulder.
"She won't be happy there if you will say that." Xiao Muchen moved near her, keeping warmth to support her. He knew she would break down, as soon as she saw her mother's grave.
"I was so unlucky, so unlucky that I wasn't allowed to see their faces for the last time." Wang Yue held Xiao Machen's shirt tight when she felt like breaking apart. The pain in her heart was unbearable enough to stop her breathing momentarily.
