Chapter 1473: 1468: Brother Yu, you finally came to pick me up.
Chapter 1473: Chapter 1468: Brother Yu, you finally came to pick me up.
Chu Yihan never understood, “Chu Xi was born by you, why have you always deceived him?”
Rong Sheng sat by his bedside, holding his hand, her expression cold and clear, “I forgot.”
“Forget?”
Chu Yihan frowned, “That is not something you should forget. You can’t imagine how happy he would be if he knew about this.”
Chu Yifeng’s mad behavior had a great deal to do with Rong Sheng, yet the one he was concerned about in his life, besides his own younger brother, was only her.
He was initially very curious as to why, out of the countless children in the world, Chu Yifeng disliked even Chu Heng, but he treated Chu Xi, whom he had only met once, so differently.
He adopted her as his daughter, protected her with great care, and even forced Chu Yihan to make Chu Xi a princess, frantically insisting on giving everything he had to her.
Yet, they were actually biologically related by blood.
Some blood relations cannot be hindered, even when they are concealed.
Chu Yihan stood in front of Chu Yifeng, and said in a low voice, “I will not be able to look after your daughter for long. If in the future you are unable to give her away in marriage, who will stand up for her?”
If Chu Yifeng were awake, he probably would have jumped up and fought against him.
But now, there was no reaction from him anymore.
Chu Yihan personally sent Chu Yifeng back to the Eight Princes’ Mansion, and Ah Hong, with the people from the Ghost Market, all stood guard at the Eight Princes’ Mansion, protecting Chu Yifeng and Rong Sheng, mother and daughter.
This once glorious prince’s mansion had now become silent.
Having left the palace, Chu Yihan went to visit Xiao Yu once again.
It was only right for him to personally return the family head seal to Xiao Yu.
Upon receiving the seal, Xiao Yu looked up at Chu Yihan, “Where is Ningning?”
A surge of emotions flooded his heart, but at this moment, he deliberately contained them, not revealing a fraction of them.
“There was arson at the Silver Moon Pavilion by people from Beiling City. The building burned down, and not one of those infants survived,” Chu Yihan said in a low, mournful voice.
For Ningning, and for those innocent children.
Xiao Yu clenched the token in his hand, the bloodshot in his eyes suddenly spreading; a crimson hatred spilled from his eyes, and the anger in his chest erupted like a spring.
“Phew!”
With force, he spit out a mouthful of blood onto the desk, and his entire body collapsed onto the desk, gasping for air.
“Xiao Yu.”
Chu Yihan stepped forward to support him, finding him shaking terribly. He clutched the token in his hand and let out a powerful, angry cry—
Ningning.
His dearly beloved child.
Pale from illness, Xiao Yu lay in his wheelchair, telling Chu Yihan that he would return to the Xiao family as soon as possible.
The gold and silver that the Xiao family previously gave to Hua Qingluo were all specially made fakes that would melt over time and were unusable.
It was a method provided by Mu Qianya.
Chu Yihan nodded and inquired about another matter, “When do you plan to fetch Su Miaoyan back? She’s asked several times already.”
Su Yingxue received letters from Su Miaoyan daily, all of which were Su Miaoyan asking when she could see Xiao Yu and the child, when she could return to Xiao Yu’s side.
Su Yingxue couldn’t answer and could only ask Xiao Yu.
Xiao Yu looked down at his legs, his voice hopeless, “The Xiao family is forever caught in the eye of the storm, riddled with ceaseless strife and disputes… unworthy of her!”
Marquis of Martial South’s Manor.
Su Miaoyan had been longing day and night, and finally, she awaited the arrival of Xiao Yu to pick her up.
When Xiao Yu arrived, he was dressed in a snow-white brocade robe with a wide white belt embroidered with auspicious cloud patterns around his waist, on which hung a piece of fine quality ink jade, simple and profound. The man exuded a handsome and noble bearing, just like when Su Miaoyan first saw him.
Such a handsome brother.
However, his originally scholarly elegance was gone, replaced by a steadier and colder aura of decisiveness.
Su Miaoyan, dressed in a lotus-colored garment, ran quickly towards Xiao Yu upon seeing him, throwing herself into his embrace while cheerfully calling out, “Yu brother! Yu brother!”
As soon as she fell into Xiao Yu’s arms, she felt a wave of warmth. The comfort and safety that Xiao Yu provided were irreplaceable.
Not even mother could replace it.
Su Miaoyan climbed onto Xiao Yu’s wheelchair and nestled in his arms, coquettishly burrowing into his conversation, “Yu brother, why did you come to pick me up so late? Are you sick? You look so pale.”
Su Miaoyan puffed up her cheeks, speaking in a soft voice.
A flicker of relief rose in Xiao Yu’s eyes, “Yan’er is all better now.”
She wouldn’t yell at him, kick him asking him to leave, nor ask for big brother Da Niu anymore.
Su Miaoyan obediently nodded, “All better. I remember now, Yu brother, can you… can you not be mad at me, please?”
Su Miaoyan’s eyes suddenly reddened, “I remember, I always hit you, bit you, and didn’t want to be with you, but at that time, I really didn’t know anything, I didn’t have the heart to, I didn’t have the heart to treat you like that…”
The sound of Su Miaoyan’s crying weighed heavy on Xiao Yu’s heart.
He held Su Miaoyan tightly in his arms, comforting her gently, “I will never blame you, it’s me who hasn’t protected you thoroughly.”
If he had repaired the road earlier, if he had arrived at that village earlier, she wouldn’t have suffered so much.
If he weren’t Xiao Yu, just an ordinary rich young master, he wouldn’t have encountered such dangers.
The perils of the Xiao family, every step he took himself was like walking through a treacherous path full of knives and flames, extremely difficult.
Every step could potentially be a dead end.
In the low sobbing of Su Miaoyan, there was a hint of joy, “But it’s all in the past! Sister Xue said that the bad guys have run away, she will handle it, I can… return to Yu brother’s side. Yu brother, let’s go home, let’s go find Ningning, Ningning is still waiting for us!”
“Ningning…”
Pain suddenly gripped Xiao Yu’s heart, and his face swiftly turned pale.
He was uncomfortable for a moment, then quickly composed himself and nodded in agreement, “Alright, I will go find Ningning.”
But Su Miaoyan…
“Young Master Xiao has arrived.”
Madam Yin walked into the courtyard, chuckling softly.
“Young Master Xiao? Mother, this is my Yu brother, your son-in-law! Why are you addressing him so formally?” Su Miaoyan lay on Xiao Yu like a child, her clear eyes brimming with pure and innocent joy.
“Miaoyan, it’s time for your medicine. You haven’t dressed properly either. Young Master Xiao has come to the Manor today, grandfather has prepared a feast, you can’t go out like this. Drink up your medicine quickly and change into tidy clothes to come out,” Madam Yin walked up to her, gently reminding.
Her loving gaze enveloped Su Miaoyan, expressing a tender and moving maternal love to the fullest.
“Alright.”
Su Miaoyan hung her head down, looked at Xiao Yu, and was reluctant to leave.
She didn’t want to leave Xiao Yu and wanted him to accompany her to take her medicine and change clothes.
Xiao Yu held her hand, giving it a light kiss, “You go take your medicine and change, I’ll wait for you in the front hall.”
“Alright…”
Su Miaoyan pouted, but as reluctant as she was, she had to listen to Xiao Yu.