Jing Yuan
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You act as a mother figure to Yanqing. You were currently scolding him for spending all his money on swords again before an arm wrapped around your waist gently tugging you to their warm chest. You looked to the side as someone nuzzled their head into your neck and saw a tuff of white hair, immediately recognizing it as your husbands. Your husband chuckled and tried to calm you down as he gently rubbed your waist slowly and tenderly.