Free Web NovelChapter 1138: Chapter 1129: Courting Death (14)
Marquis Dongxiang and Mrs. Tang, along with Young Master Su, returned to the Jibei Marquis Mansion.
Old Madam Ji Bei had not seen her son for over a year and missed him dearly. However, knowing that her son was valiant and skilled in battle, she wasn’t too worried.
On what was supposed to be a day for a family reunion, neither Old Madam Ji Bei nor Madam Shen mentioned having Marquis Dongxiang stay for a reunion meal.
Now that the Dongxiang Marquis Mansion was with the Duke Chong’s Mansion, and with Duke Chong murdered and the truth of the Heir of Duke Xian’s murder revealed, Old Duke Chong was the one who most needed companionship.
The reunion feast at the Jibei Marquis Mansion was scheduled for tomorrow; today, Marquis Dongxiang merely returned to pay respects, to let Old Madam Shen see him whole and unharmed, as he was eager to return and see his grandson.
Naturally, Young Master Su was to follow him back to the Dongxiang Marquis Mansion, while Young Master Shen stayed in the mansion, the Ninth Prince remained in the palace, and Young Master Zhao was taken back to the Zhao Family by Young Master Zhao.
Can’t intrude on someone else’s family reunion, after all.
It’s best to send them to the Dongxiang Marquis Mansion three days later.
After staying so long at the Dongxiang Marquis Mansion, it’s time to go home for a few days.
Young Master Su was still upset, but Marquis Dongxiang only asked him one question, "If you were the Great General, and at that time someone demanded you sell your elder brother in exchange for the grain and grass you needed, would you do it?"
Young Master Su, "..."
Is that even a question?
Of course, I would!
Young Master Su just couldn’t bring himself to say it out loud.
If he could sell his brother, then surely his father couldn’t sell him, right?
Young Master Su didn’t respond, but neither was he sulking with Marquis Dongxiang, he merely said, "In any case, I don’t want to marry that Princess Beimo."
"If dad doesn’t help break off the engagement, I’ll elope when I grow up."
Marquis Dongxiang raised an eyebrow, "You even know about eloping?"
"Why wouldn’t I?" Young Master Su said, holding his head high.
"Young Master Li at the end of this street eloped a few days ago, but he was caught before he even left the city," Young Master Su said.
Marquis Dongxiang laughed, "As long as you’re prepared to be caught and brought back."
Young Master Su, "..."
Forget it.
I don’t want to talk to dad anymore.
We don’t see eye to eye, and even half a word is too much.
Young Master Su didn’t want to talk to Marquis Dongxiang.
Once they returned to the mansion, Marquis Dongxiang also didn’t have time to talk to him.
Old Duke Chong’s mood had been grim these days; he wasn’t at ease just because Duke Chong had been killed.
Because he hadn’t properly raised his son, which led to the murder of his legitimate elder son, and left Su Chong without a father at such a young age, as well as the families of eight thousand Flying Tiger Army soldiers in ruin.
He had raised a scourge who caused such harm to many.
For all these years, if not for Marquis Dongxiang secretly supporting the families of the Flying Tiger Army, Old Duke Chong would have considered himself guilty enough to die as atonement.
Even though the Flying Tiger Army didn’t blame Old Duke Chong, how could the words "failed to teach his son" be pinned on someone who raised a son as outstanding as the Heir of Duke Xian?
It was Duke Chong’s own excessive ambition; no one else was to blame.
These days, Old Duke Chong had been trying to conceal his exhaustion to avoid worrying everyone.
Returning home with fatigue, seeing his great-grandson, that small figure, Old Duke Chong genuinely brightened up.
He held onto the child without letting go, and Huwa was well-behaved, not crying or fussing, smiling at Old Duke Chong.
The smile washed away Old Duke Chong’s troubles, leaving only his great-grandson in his eyes and heart.
If not for Marquis Dongxiang returning, it would be hard to say who could take the child from Old Duke Chong’s arms.
Marquis Dongxiang treated Su Chong like his own son, and Huwa was like his biological grandson.
Holding Huwa in his arms, the child looked up with effort.
"He’ll be a great candidate for martial arts when he grows up," Marquis Dongxiang laughed.
Young Master Su made faces and played peek-a-boo with Huwa from behind Marquis Dongxiang.
Huwa’s smile was bright.
The Duchess of Chong prepared a reunion banquet.
Speaking of this, the Duchess of Chong felt a pang of sorrow. Today was supposed to be the day for Marquis Dongxiang to reunite with the Jibei Marquis Mansion family, yet he stayed to accompany them.
This left her feeling truly apologetic.
Mrs. Tang laughed, "Sister-in-law, there’s no need for guilt. We are all one family. As long as our hearts are together, any day is a reunion."
The Duchess of Chong wiped away her tears.
There was no need to say words of thanks.
Marquis Dongxiang thought of the Heir of Duke Xian as his own brother and took it upon himself to avenge the Flying Tiger Army.
Offering thanks would have felt distant.
Just as Old Duke Chong returned, the Duchess of Chong looked at Mrs. Tang and said, "I know you’ve been planning to move back to the Dongxiang Marquis Mansion, but while Huwa is still young and Fu Yun is expecting, I’m really having a hard time managing. Please continue to stay and help for a while longer before moving."
The Duchess of Chong was a thousand times more unwilling for Marquis Dongxiang and Mrs. Tang to leave.
Old Duke Chong looked at Marquis Dongxiang and said, "I think everyone is used to seeing both plaques hanging at the entrance."
"How about waiting until Princess Fu Yun gives birth and we’ve celebrated the full moon before moving?"
Earlier, it had been decided to wait until after Princess Fu Yun gave birth to move, but who knew she would become pregnant again after the army returned.
Marquis Dongxiang looked at Mrs. Tang, "You decide."
Anyway, it didn’t matter to him where they stayed.
Mrs. Tang gave him a playful glance, "Then let’s follow Old Duke’s suggestion and move after Fu Yun gives birth."
Su Chong was the Duchess of Chong’s son, but he was also their son.
They didn’t wish to be separated from Su Chong either.
However, next year they would have to move, no matter how reluctant everyone was. The longer they stayed, the harder it would be to part.
Su Chong supported Princess Fu Yun as they walked in, just in time to overhear the conversation in the room from behind the screen.
He looked at Princess Fu Yun and said, "After this one, let’s not have any more."
"I don’t believe you this time," Princess Fu Yun pinched Su Chong’s waist.
Su Chong’s forehead throbbed.
The maid behind them tried so hard not to laugh that her face cramped.
Meanwhile, Prince NanAn, the Heir of Marquis Beining, and the Eldest Young Master of Duke Dingguo, after leaving the palace, did not return home immediately but accompanied their wives for shopping.
Having stayed in the military camp for so long, without spending anything, the money in their purses increased steadily.
The Beauty Pavilion and the Conscience Ice Shop were both profiting daily.
With money but nowhere to spend it, now that they were back in the capital, they must thoroughly enjoy the sensation of spending.
Bought a bunch of things, then returned to the mansion.
As soon as they returned, Prince NanAn got a big glare from Princess NanAn.
Why choose today to shop, hasn’t seen the child in a while, doesn’t he miss him?
Prince NanAn, holding the brocade box, justified himself, "I’m afraid of coming back empty-handed and being denied seeing my son."
Princess NanAn, "...."
No invitation means not allowed to attend the son’s full moon banquet.
This was long ago, just now strolling on the street, even got teased.
Princess NanAn wished she could beat him with a stick.
Missed him when not seen.
Can’t help but want to hit him when seen.
Seeing Princess NanAn getting very angry, Prince NanAn hurriedly excused himself to see his son.
He put down half of the brocade box and took half of it away. freeweɓnovel.cѳm
The part he left was gifts chosen for Princess NanAn and Prince NanAn.
Prince NanAn looked at the jade pendant in the brocade box and said with a smile, "After some time on the battlefield, his taste in choosing gifts has improved quite a bit."
Princess NanAn opened her part and laughed, "Fengfeng didn’t choose it, Yaoyao helped him."
Inside her brocade box was a set of hair accessories she had liked earlier but didn’t buy, after all, it cost three thousand taels.
If Nie Yao hadn’t told him, it wouldn’t be such a coincidence?
After Prince NanAn returned to the room, he saw the nurse holding the child, walking back and forth inside.
Seeing Prince NanAn return, she hurriedly bowed to greet him.
Prince NanAn looked at his son, who had grown quite a bit since last time, with big, bright eyes, looking adorable no matter what.
Then –
Prince NanAn forgot the lessons he learned in Yinzhou, where he got pooped, peed, and spit on.
Reached out to hold his son.
Since he wanted to hold him, the nurse naturally gave him.
The maids privately placed bets on whether the prince would hold the young prince when he returned.
After holding him for a while, Prince NanAn put the child on the table and took out the newly bought gift to amuse him.
The maids covered their mouths and laughed.
The young prince is so cute, how could the prince resist not holding him, and also having fun teasing him?
Just about to ask the maids he bet with for money.
There’s a problem over there.
The young prince’s bottom was a bit red, the nurse hadn’t put on a diaper, lying on the table, kicked his feet, and peed toward Prince NanAn.
Not only did he pee on Prince NanAn’s face, but he also peed on his own face.
Prince NanAn, "...!!!"
The maids, "...!!!"
It’s over.
The young prince is really courting death.
Seriously.
If it weren’t his own son, biologically his.
Prince NanAn would probably beat him half-dead.
The matter of the young prince peeing on Prince NanAn’s face reached Prince NanAn’s ears, making him spray out tea.
Princess NanAn turned her head and saw Prince NanAn coughing and laughing.
Never seen him laugh so heartily.
Gave Prince NanAn a glare, Princess NanAn worried her son might hit the grandson, hurriedly went to check.
Hadn’t even entered, heard the child’s crying sounds.
Princess NanAn’s heart was instantly raised.
She hurried into the room, saw Nie Yao holding and coaxing the child.
Her face trying hard to suppress laughter.
Prince NanAn washing his face, his fury so great, seemed about to tear off the roof.
He wiped his face with a towel, looked at the little guy in Nie Yao’s arms and gritted his teeth, "From now on, don’t let him stay in the same room with me!"
Nie Yao continued to comfort the child.
Prince NanAn didn’t hit him, but he cried from his own pee.
Cried as if he had suffered a great injustice.
Princess NanAn empathetically patted the grandson’s head, glared at Prince NanAn, "Look how scared Yiyi is, what are you still doing here, hurry out."
Prince NanAn, "...."
Princess NanAn continued glaring at him.
Anyone else holding him is fine, but when he holds him, Yiyi pees on his own face.
Yiyi didn’t even cry about being wronged, yet he’s angry.
"If you say not under the same roof, your father and I might as well kick you out," said Princess NanAn.
"Just back, you’ve already made my dear grandson cry."
"There, there, don’t cry, grandmother will hold you." freeωebnovēl.c૦m
Prince NanAn, "...."
Watching Princess NanAn comforting the child.
Prince NanAn felt a chill in his heart.
Can’t stay in this house.
Prince NanAn tossed the towel back into the copper basin and went to the study to sulk.
Angry as he was, he still had to attend the evening banquet.
Ever since being peed on by his son, anyone seeing his face, Prince NanAn felt uneasy.
He buried his head in eating, the more he ate, the more depressed he got, losing his appetite.
In Yinzhou, he had endured enough lessons, yet didn’t learn a thing.
Prince NanAn looked at him, just about to speak, Prince NanAn said, "Can you not look at me and let me eat quietly?"
Prince NanAn, "...."
