C84 (1/2)
Peace returned to the castle as Ling Chen stared at the sparkling jade stone in the corner of the hall. A smile as bright as the morning sun slowly formed on the corner of her mouth as she felt a sweetness in her heart as she muttered to herself, ”I wonder when Yun'er will be like this jade, blooming with light.”
Hu Bo slightly raised his head, as if he could see through the heavens, and said, ”I'm afraid it will be the day we meet Fan Mu.”
The two laughed heartily. Their hearty voices cut across the sky and reverberated in the hall for a long time.
”Father, Father, what happened just now? The White Tiger Pavilion's Fang Jing lost contact with the main hall in a short while. Eh, Uncle Murong arrived, so why is it that he's gone now?” A burst of anxious shouts broke the peace in the main hall. Lingyun brought a group of people and hurriedly ran down from the study room.
”Don't be rough in your hair when you have nothing to do. When you become a big matter, make more snacks. Your Uncle Murong still has some things to do, so after Sir Liu left, he left. Come back later, don't worry.”
”Oh, so it's like that … Hahaha … Oh, that's right, Chang's sad look really made me laugh.” Lingyun was relieved and laughed out loud as he remembered the expression on Liu's face.
”Alright, alright. You can rest for a bit. Everyone is tired today, so you should rest early after eating. I've already got the servants prepared for the room. Uncle Hu, take them to the dining hall. I'm going to take care of some stuff.” Ling Chen yawned, as she was also very tired. She had no choice but to take advantage of the time her wife was out with Ling Qiao and Ling Xiao to settle the accounts. Otherwise, when they returned, they would be in trouble again.
”Um … Uncle Ling.” Fan Mu seemed hesitant, as if he had something to ask of him.
”Tell me,” Dawn replied quite straightforwardly. Hu Bo said that he was Lingyun's Light Regeneration Stone, so she didn't doubt him at all.
”I was wondering, after we leave, could we let Aunt Redbud stay here and let her take care of us, because I'm afraid that if Liu Gongzi comes looking for us again, Aunt Redbud will be hard to deal with by herself,” Fan Mu said in a low voice. Although it could be seen that Ling Chen was a man with a strong sense of justice, but he could not be sure that she could not accept this kind of request. After all, the Ling family was a merchant, and there were many confidential matters, so it was hard to imagine that Patriarch Ling would accept an outsider.
”Oh, that's fine, Uncle Hu, you can do it now. If there's nothing else, I'll go handle the accounts first. There's been a lot of things happening this past half year.” Ling Chen complained about the accounts as she praised Fan Mu's filial piety. She smiled and patted Lingyun's head, thinking that this brat had made a good friend.
After dinner, the few of them entered the room under Uncle Hu's arrangements. They did not have time to lament over the extravagance of the food as they fell asleep amidst the bright moonlight.
The faint bluish-purple screen of the screen on the eve of dawn caressed Fan Mu's face. He opened his eyes and saw bits of light shining into the dreamy luxury of the room, as if it could bring a person into a fairyland. As he lay on the goose feather cushions, Fan Mu stretched.