Chapter 941 - 887: Finale III – When the Flowers Bloom, You May Return at Leisure
Chapter 941: Chapter 887: Finale III – When the Flowers Bloom, You May Return at Leisure
At least, it’s much better than she imagined being carried back.
Wen Wan panicked, "Dad, Mom, what exactly happened?"
Lu Xingzhou smiled, "A moment of carelessness, fell for the enemy’s trick. This is common on the battlefield, no need to worry."
"Then your leg..." Wen Wan said, her eyes already red.
Zhao Xunyin scolded, "In the war between two great nations, your dad is lucky to be alive after falling into a trap, so don’t say such depressing words. Hurry inside."
The words of Zhao Xunyin clearly had a hint of covering up.
Wen Wan realized that her mother had long known that her father was injured on the battlefield, which is why she was so calm earlier.
On such a beautiful day, Wen Wan didn’t want to be crying. She squeezed Lu Yanli’s small hand, "Daddy is back, aren’t you going to get closer to him?"
Lu Yanli let go of Wen Wan’s hand, ran towards Lu Xingzhou with his short legs, and called out in a soft voice, "Daddy."
Lu Xingzhou saw his son and felt indescribable comfort. Unable to lift him high, he could only touch his head and ask, "Did you miss Daddy?"
Lu Yanli nodded repeatedly, "I did." Then he asked Lu Xingzhou, "Did Daddy bring me a gift?"
"I did." Lu Xingzhou nodded to the attendant behind him, who immediately handed a delicate little gift box to Lu Yanli.
The little guy received the gift and was so excited he ran back to his room with it.
"Why don’t I see Yanqing?" Zhao Xunyin thought the child was behind them, but hadn’t seen him.
Lu Xingzhou’s eyes flickered, "After the army’s victory, he and Miss Fan went missing together."
"Went missing?" Zhao Xunyin found it increasingly strange, "Didn’t you have someone look for them?"
"Couldn’t find them." Lu Xingzhou said, "Perhaps he doesn’t want to come back."
When they met at the Northern Border, father and son were silent. Lu Xingzhou never expected Lu Yanqing to change so much, as if his entire personality had been replaced. The once arrogant and overbearing boy had become quiet and reserved.
"That child’s hearing is good, helped me quite a bit." Seeing Zhao Xunyin frown, Lu Xingzhou added, "He’s grown up, not a child anymore, has his own thoughts, let him be!"
Zhao Xunyin vaguely guessed something but dared not confirm, "Second Master means he’s just missing, not injured, and definitely not dead?"
Lu Xingzhou chuckled, "Naturally, I wouldn’t lie to you."
"Truly, once children grow up, they are beyond their mother’s control." Zhao Xunyin muttered helplessly, "Alright, let’s go inside now, don’t just stand out here."
Two attendants carried Lu Xingzhou’s wheelchair up the three stone steps and into the Hanging Flower Gate.
Once seated in the eastern side chamber of the Liufang Courtyard, Zhao Xunyin had someone serve tea and snacks, and Wen Wan asked, "Dad, this time you made great contributions, how did Your Majesty reward you?"
"Promoted from Marquis to Prince." Lu Xingzhou said, "Prince Beijing, the land is over in Bei Yan. After reporting duties here and getting things in order, we’ll prepare to move there."
Wen Wan exclaimed, "Traveling so far?"
How will Song Wei come for the marriage then?
Lu Xingzhou realized something was off, asked Wen Wan, "What’s wrong?"
Wen Wan couldn’t say it with a worried face, Zhao Xunyin had to explain everything with a smile.
Lu Xingzhou listened, his expression changing unpredictably, finally stared blankly at Wen Wan, "You two are going to hold the wedding again, you’re not joking?"
"Certainly not." Zhao Xunyin said, "Third Son said it himself."
Lu Xingzhou was startled, then joy spread across his face, "Didn’t expect I, at this age, could still send my daughter off for marriage. Wanwan, don’t worry about moving far after the wedding, I’ll report to Your Majesty, and we’ll move after you are married. About your dowry, I’ll have your mother plan it well, we’ll make sure you have a grand wedding."
Zhao Xunyin looked at Wen Wan with a smile, "What did I say? Your father only has one daughter, he’d be willing to give everything at home to you for your marriage!"
"Thanks, Dad."
Wen Wan smiled particularly sweetly.
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In the following days, Song Wei continued in Ningzhou observing mourning rites, while Wen Wan selected materials to embroider her wedding dress at her parents’ home. Over two years, the Song family prepared, the Lu Family also prepared, finally approaching this unprecedented second wedding.
On the day Song Wei finished mourning, Wen Wan’s letter arrived, still using her usual plum blossom paper, with a small dried petal tucked in. The paper no longer counted down the days yearning for him, instead it wrote: "The flowers bloom on unfamiliar paths, take your time to return."