CHAPTER 1875: CHAPTER 1865: PROVING ONE’S TRUE HEART

After reading Bai Ruozhu’s letter, Jiang Yichun’s cold, hard heart softened, and his previously stubborn attitude eased. Thinking about Senior Fox’s annoying words, he finally wavered.

As per Ruozhu’s arrangement, if there’s really no other way, he would use this method after six months!

Later, when he met Gao Zhou again, he handed him a letter and said, "Give this to Ruozhu for me, and tell her I’ve agreed that if I still have evil energy in six months, I’ll seek help from someone in the Demonic Path."

Gao Zhou let out a big sigh of relief, took the letter, and said, "As expected, Ruozhu’s words work. This really makes me feel discouraged."

Jiang Yichun glanced at him and said indifferently, "Who told you to stay away for so long?"

Gao Zhou’s mouth twitched. Does this brat have to be so direct? Does he not know it hurts people?

When Gao Zhou delivered the letter to Bai Ruozhu, Bai Ruozhu took the letter and hurried him away, saying not to get in her way of reading it.

Gao Zhou was so depressed he wanted to run into a wall. Is he that unwelcome?

"Hmph, I’m going to see my good grandson!" Gao Zhou said as he left, and when he saw Little Dengdeng, who had lost a bit of weight, he felt heartache.

"Dengdeng, Grandpa’s here to see you," Gao Zhou said cheerfully.

Little Dengdeng said earnestly, "You’re my mom’s godfather, I’m supposed to call you Grandpa."

Gao Zhou was speechless. Why does such a small child know so much? Calling him Grandpa was nice, and he was a Grandpa anyway!

"It’s all the same," Gao Zhou said with a dry laugh. "What are you doing? Would you like Grandpa to teach you boxing?"

Little Dengdeng didn’t stop what he was doing, "I’m practicing Mechanical Technique. Don’t bother me, and besides, I only want my dad to teach me."

At the end, Little Dengdeng’s voice got a bit choked up, which startled Gao Zhou. If the kid suddenly burst into tears, it would make people think he was bullying the child.

"Okay, okay, Grandpa will just watch quietly," Gao Zhou said quickly.

Little Dengdeng glanced at him, "No way, my great-aunt said only Jiuli people can learn Mechanical Technique. Grandpa, you can’t watch. I can’t play with you today; you go rest well, and I’ll play with you another day."

With that, the little guy continued his busy work, leaving Gao Zhou standing there for a long time before he "obediently" left.

He was frustrated. His son and daughter-in-law ignored him, and even his small grandson was busy with serious work and wouldn’t let him watch—how could he be so unlucky in life!

...

Bai Ruozhu read the letter, and her mood was great all night. During dinner, she kept giggling, making everyone in the family a bit dazed, wondering what was going on with Ruozhu. Was it true that pregnancy made one slow-witted for three years?

The next day, Muxin, who was temporarily staying at the Bai Residence to recuperate, came to say goodbye.

"Master Bai, my wounds are almost healed, and I should return to the princess’s side to serve," Muxin bowed to Bai Ruozhu, "Thank you so much for saving my life. Otherwise, who knows what would have happened."

Muxin’s wound had been stitched with Catgut Sutures, and now the sutures had dissolved, leaving a circle of scars. Wearing a thumb ring could hide it, but that finger could never move again.

"Have you told Zebo?" Bai Ruozhu asked with a smile.

Muxin’s face turned red down to her neck, "I’ve told Young Master Zebo."

Bai Ruozhu nodded, "Let Zebo escort you to Yingtong. Make sure you rest well when you go back, and don’t use that hand to carry heavy things for now."

"Yes," Muxin lowered her head even more.

Bai Ruozhu informed Bai Zebo, and Bai Zebo rushed over, complaining, "Muxin, why didn’t you wait for me to accompany you?"

Muxin blushed, "How can I trouble the young master? You still need to take good care of your health."

"What’s with all this ’young master’ talk? I told you to just call me by my name," Bai Zebo didn’t think of himself as a young master; he was just a young man from an agricultural family, even if his cousin and cousin-in-law were impressive, he never felt superior.

Bai Ruozhu watched them with a smile, "Zebo, take Muxin along. You should also thank Yingtong, as it’s thanks to her for arranging such a wonderful person to take care of you."

Bai Zebo and Muxin both blushed. Bai Ruozhu’s smile deepened. She enjoyed witnessing these bashful young feelings—what a sweet experience!

Bai Zebo took Muxin out of the Residence, riding the horse carriage to the Guest Palace.

"Muxin, I’ll talk to Princess Yingtong about it. Just wait for me," Bai Zebo mustered up his courage to take Muxin’s injured hand and gently caressed her little finger.

Muxin seemed startled as if she had been burned and reflexively pulled her hand back, "I... I lost a finger, and I’m not from Danliang."

"What does that have to do with me marrying you? I like you; I want to spend my life with you. Isn’t that enough?" Bai Zebo said earnestly.

Once, his cousin had asked him a few questions, making him think deeply. After much consideration, he realized he still wanted to marry Muxin.

Later, when Muxin’s finger was chopped off, and she was covered in blood, he felt like his whole heart was shattering. Even when captured by the Barbarian Clan, he hadn’t been so scared. He was terrified of losing her just like that. From that moment, he knew he had to spend his life with this girl, or he would never be happy.

Soon, the horse carriage arrived at the Guest Palace. Bai Zebo jumped off first and extended a hand to help Muxin down. Muxin shyly tried to avoid it, but he didn’t give her the chance, catching her.

Muxin felt her face burning as she was helped down. Yet, she had never felt such joy, almost as if she were floating.

It wasn’t until they met with Princess Yingtong that Muxin regained her clarity.

"No way!" Yingtong instantly and resolutely refused after hearing Bai Zebo’s words.

Bai Zebo looked at her in surprise and asked, "Muxin and I are in love with each other. Why can’t you, Princess, grant our wish?"

Yingtong got up, cradling her belly, and took a few steps with a serious expression, "Even if you’re Bai Ruozhu’s cousin, and even if you saved my life before, and I owe you a debt of gratitude, I can’t casually agree to this request. Muxin has always been by my side, like a sister who grew up with me. I can’t gamble with her lifetime happiness."

She stared at Bai Zebo and continued, "We Western Region people have our pride. I don’t want you to marry her because of her lost finger, out of guilt or pity. Such feelings won’t last, and we Western people don’t need anyone’s sympathy!"

Muxin opened her mouth, wanting to explain for Bai Zebo, but was also scared. She didn’t want Bai Zebo to marry her out of a sense of guilt either.

"Princess, that’s not what I was thinking. I truly want to marry Muxin. Before that incident, I already talked to my cousin about it," Bai Zebo, in his panic, nearly leaped up.

Yingtong replied in a leisurely manner, "Alright then, as long as you can prove your true feelings and convince me, I’ll let Muxin marry you!"

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Jiang Yichun: (stone face) My wife wants a monthly ticket. Hand over the tickets or else!

Bai Ruozhu: (pushing away) Is this how you ask for tickets?

Little Dengdeng: Mom, watch me! Dad’s silly! (blinking cutely) Beautiful sisters, can you throw some monthly tickets at me? Mwah~