Chapter 4: Fatherly Love and Motherly Love

  Originally, Du Changtian still wanted to understand from Linglong why he would be attached to Du He's body and see if there was a way to return to his original world. But unexpectedly, he heard such absurd things, and after being unable to cry or laugh, he also became depressed due to having no leads.

  Linglong stood beside him, unsure of what to say.

  "Lotus, lotus!"

  Du Changtian was awakened from his silence and looked around, only to see a stately and elegant woman walking quickly towards him.

  Du Changtian furrowed his brow, wondering who she was?

  "She is an elderly lady!" The delicate person was as her name suggested, with a delicate heart, and quietly reminded from the side.

  Du Changtian had not yet reacted, and the woman had already walked up to him, tightly embracing him in her arms. She held him very tightly, as if holding onto the most precious treasure in the world! The deep wrinkles on her face were filled with dense concern, and the force she used with her hands almost made Du Changtian unable to breathe.

  "Son, how can you be so foolish? You're going to leave your mother just for a woman... If you go, what will happen to your mother?"

  The woman burst into loud wailing, her voice hoarse, her eyes swollen like two walnuts, overcome with grief.

  The maids around her couldn't help but secretly shed tears when they saw this.

  Du Changtian stared blankly at the woman in front of him, who was similar in build to himself. He looked at the wrinkles on her face and those tired eyes. At this moment, a sour feeling welled up from Du Changtian's heart, a feeling that was warm and comforting.

  Du Changtian's parents had passed away when he was ten years old, and the feeling of intimacy had long been forgotten. But now, leaning on the woman's body, that long-lost feeling returned to his heart, his throat felt a little congested, his nostrils seemed to be blocked, and he had an urge to cry.

  Gradually... the woman's appearance and the memory of her mother merged into one person.

  "Mother..." Du Changtian involuntarily cried out, tears finally unable to hold back streaming down his face as he hugged the woman and sobbed loudly.

  Du Chang Tian, being in a foreign land, facing an unfamiliar country, this feeling of having no relatives or friends around, isolated and helpless, is like drifting alone in the vast ocean as a survivor, wandering aimlessly.

  It's just between heaven and earth, he is the only exception, he dare not cry, nor can he cry.

  The woman's appearance touched Du Changtian's deepest and weakest emotions, and he poured out his emotions like a drowning man grasping at a straw.

  The woman held Dou Chang Tian, her eyes blurry with tears, and the tears fell uncontrollably. But she comforted him on the side: "Son, if you don't marry, then so be it. What's the big deal? Mother will definitely find a wife for you who is ten times better than Princess Changle. Promise mother, don't be foolish again, okay? Mother...mother really can't take this blow!"

  She held Du Changtian tightly in her arms and refused to let go, her tearful eyes filled with hope as she looked at him, as if only hearing it from his own mouth would put her at ease.

  Du Changtian couldn't bear the disappointment of his mother, so for the first time as Du He, he nodded and said: "Mom...mother, son promises you, from now on I will not let you worry, I will be a good person and filial to you."

  The woman laughed, laughing very happily with tears in her eyes.

  Perhaps in the eyes of the world, Du He is a hopeless scoundrel, but in his mother's eyes, he is a piece of flesh that is closest to her heart.

  No matter what he does, no matter how big the mistake is, even if he is criticized by everyone in the world, he can get forgiveness and a chance to start over from his mother. This is maternal love.

  A mother's love is blind, selfless and great.

  Looking at the woman's great smile, Du Changtian no longer refused his new identity. Since heaven had made him Du He, the son of this great mother in front of him, and allowed him to feel a mother's love once again. Then he was Du He, a different Du He.

  Du Changtian, no, now should be called Du He.

  Du He didn't want to see his mother continue being sad, so he smiled and said: "Mother, I'm hungry!"

  The woman wiped away her tears and smiled: "Right, right, look at me as a mother, Hong'er has been sleeping for two days and two nights, she must be starving! Chunmei, Xiahe, go get some food for the second young master."

  Du He was indeed hungry and ate three bowls of meat porridge before filling his stomach.

  Seeing that the woman's emotions had stabilized, Du He told her about his amnesia.

  Seeing the woman with signs of crying, he hurriedly said: "Mother don't cry, actually for the child's sake, this may not be a bad thing. The child has learned from Linglong's mouth about my past misdeeds and is not very regretful in his heart. Forgetting everything is just fine, it's a good chance to start anew."

  No one knows a child better than his mother!

  The woman also felt that Du He was like a different person from before. Hearing him say this, she suddenly understood and the mother's heart was greatly relieved.

  No matter what happened to Du He's body, it wouldn't change a thing - this young man in front of him was his own flesh and blood.

  That night, Du He saw his father Du Ruhui and elder brother Du Gong.

  Du Ruhui was not yet fifty years old, with a tall and slender figure, long hands and feet, an ancient and solemn face, a majestic and extraordinary appearance, a pair of eyes that seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, making the whole person look like he had a kind of transcendent charm. Giving people a feeling of being silent and taciturn, yet profound and unfathomable.

  He looked tired, with an inexplicable fatigue in his eyes and a somewhat pale complexion.

  Du Gou was also thirty years old, with clear eyebrows and eyes, tall and majestic physique, a typical person born in a scholarly family.

  The two returned from their official duties and saw Du He sitting on the side, both revealing a hint of joy.

  Du He hastily stepped forward and greeted him!

  Du Ruhui let out a cold hum in response, but his expression revealed some surprise, and his eyes showed a hint of delight.

  Du Gou warmly stepped forward and asked him how he was doing.

  Du Ruhui appeared indifferent on the surface, but stopped in his tracks and pretended to pose while eavesdropping. After all, it was his own child, and even if there were a million things wrong with him, it couldn't change the blood ties between them.

  Du He looked at Du Ru Hui's expression without revealing anything and loudly replied, "Nothing's wrong!" He intentionally patted his chest with force and laughed, saying: "I'm now strong enough to kill a cow with one punch, Father and big brother don't need to worry."

  Du Ruhui snorted coldly again, seemingly indicating that he didn't care at all.

  Du Gou winked at him instead.

  Mother Zhang glared at Du Ruhui and shouted in dissatisfaction: "What are you pretending to be? Can't you hide that little thing in your belly from me? Fortunately, He'er is safe and sound. If something goes wrong, I won't let you off."

  Du Ruhui merely nodded in agreement and did not utter a single word.

  Du He looked at the majestic Zhang family with a stunned expression, then glanced at Du Ruju who was desperately defending his male dignity on the side, and secretly laughed to himself. Unexpectedly, his own mother was just like Madame Fang Xuanling, both of whom oppressed their husbands to death.

  The great Tang Dynasty's wise ministers, the first to be mentioned are Fang Xuanling and Du Ruhui. Not only were they exceptionally talented and intelligent, but they also shared a common trait in that their wives held significant power over them. It is no wonder that throughout history, the relationship between these two men has been as solid as a rock, likely due to their shared understanding of each other's situations.

  Du He told Du Ruhui and Du Gong about his situation.

  Both of them showed a worried look, but were comforted by Du He's smile and reassurance.

  Du He's unexpected ability to comfort people had moved Du Ruhui, whose normally stern face rarely showed excitement.

  It must be Du He's past behavior that made this famous prime minister headache, and this sudden change made even someone like Du Ruhui excited.

  Du Ruhui put on a stern expression, saying: "When does my son plan to go to the Imperial Academy to study?"

  Du He was well-versed in history and knew that the Hongwen Academy was a place where the sons of imperial relatives, high-ranking officials, and nobles studied classics, history, and calligraphy. His father, Du Ruhui, was also the leader of the eighteen scholars.

  Du He thought for a moment and said: "In a few days, the child's body has just recovered, and plans to rest for a few days! As for studies, let mother teach me!"

  Du He's body was fine, but he needed time to adapt to all of this, especially since his physical condition was too poor, and the original set of unparalleled light skills couldn't be used at all.

  Everything in "Liu Xiang Bao Jian" was remembered in his mind, and he planned to use this recuperation period to re-practice the extraordinary martial arts in "Liu Xiang Bao Jian".

  Du Ruhui listened as Du He actually brought up his studies on his own initiative, and his lips trembled slightly.

  Li Shimin had been on the throne for less than ten years, and Du Ruhui was a prominent prime minister of the current dynasty, busy with all sorts of things. In his daily life, he was also worried about his rebellious son Du He, who was in charge of everything, and as time passed, he grew old gradually.

  Du He's unexpected change today actually made Taishan collapse, and Du Ruhui, who was not fazed by the change, became excited twice.

  Maybe this is the subtle love of father!