Ah Xu put the sword in his hand on the table.
He ruthlessly tore open the wax seal on the letter and took out the letter inside.
"you……"
Nangong Qing wanted to stop him, but it was too late; all she could do was point at Axu.
He couldn't finish the sentence either; he was even more eager to know what was inside than Ah Xu.
A moment later, Ah Xu handed the letter to Nangong Qing and said.
"Young master, why don't you take a look?"
Ah Xu showed no expression. Nangong Qing hesitated for a moment, but still took the letter.
The letter contained a lengthy and detailed account, with Nangong Qing's back to Axu.
You can ignore everything else until you see the end.
Five years ago, the Northern Liang army pressed in, and their artillery fire destroyed the watchtower, causing countless deaths and injuries.
Amidst the chaos in the army, a further investigation revealed that Chen Huaixu had died in that battle; his heroic act left no trace.
This should have been a heartbreaking letter, but for some reason, Nangong Qing felt a touch of joy in his heart.
On one hand, they felt heartbroken for their soldiers who sacrificed themselves for the country, and on the other hand, they were overjoyed.
Two conflicting emotions intertwined, creating a complex situation that made him want to escape.
"Young master, what are you laughing at?"
Seeing Nangong Qing's lips curl slightly up, Ah Xu assumed that his young master was finding joy amidst sorrow.
"It's nothing, let's go downstairs, otherwise Su Luo and the others will call someone to urge us again."
"yes!"
Repack the letter. Since it's bad news, let's wait until after the New Year to give it to them and let them have a good New Year first.
Upon entering the private room on the second floor, all the dishes had been served. Nangong Qing and A Xu had not yet arrived, so they had not touched them.
"You're here, but the food's getting cold. Come and eat quickly."
Su Luo asked the two to sit down, but she didn't know what they were busy with on the third floor. She had to urge them several times before they came down.
"Feel sorry!"
Several dishes were indeed cold, and the oil in the plates had all solidified.
"They can't be eaten if they get cold. Tell the manager to heat them up."
As Nangong Qing spoke, the waiter outside immediately came in and took the dishes away.
During the meal, Nangong Qing's lips would occasionally curl into a smile, prompting Su Luo to ask him a question.
"Nangong Qing, has something good happened at Fu Man Lou lately that makes you so happy?"
Is it that obvious?
The chopsticks he was using to pick up food froze in mid-air, and he withdrew them to cover it up.
"Isn't it almost New Year's? Of course I'm happy."
Nangong Qing's smile slowly blossomed, making her sharply defined features appear extremely gentle.
"Su Luo, Auntie, have a drink. It's cold, have some to warm yourself up."
Su Luo sensed that Nangong Qing was acting a bit strangely today, but she didn't point it out.
"A little bit won't hurt, Luo Luo."
Zhao Ruyun couldn't refuse Nangong Qing's invitation, as she hadn't had any wine to drink before.
She only drinks a little when she has guests at home this year.
Su Luo didn't care and had someone heat up a pot of good wine.
"Young master, let me do it."
Ah Xu wanted to take the wine pot to pour wine, but Nangong Qing refused.
"No need, no need, I'll do it."
He poured drinks for each of them, saying, "Ah Xu, you drink..."
Ah Xu's cheek twitched unnaturally.
The young master is the dignified Third Prince, yet today he only has a guard pouring him wine.
"Auntie, Su Luo, come here..."
When they reached Xie Wanwan, she covered the wine glass with her hand and said...
"Young master, I'd better do it myself."
How could she, the daughter of a disgraced official, dare to let the Third Prince pour her wine?
"It's alright, I'll do it..."
Apart from the two children who drank soup, everyone else had a cup.
Seeing that Xie Wanwan was still reluctant to take off her veil, he spoke up.
"Master Xie, are your injuries not yet fully healed?"
Xie Wanwan gently shook her head: "Thank you for your concern, young master. I'm fine now."
Since things have already progressed so well, why does He still need to wear a veil? There are no outsiders here, so why not remove the veil and drink freely with us?
At home, Xie Wanwan would remove her veil before meals, but now that she was out, Su Luo assumed that she was feeling inferior and that was why she didn't speak up.
"Yes, young master."
The veil was lifted, revealing a long scar that marred her stunning face, stretching from her temple to her lips, a flaw that marred her beauty.
Her delicate features and fair skin were ruined by a single scar.
Anyone who sees this face will feel a pang of regret.
"Thank you, Master. Appearance is not everything in life. I respect you."
Xie Wanwan gave a self-deprecating laugh; she had been enjoying compliments on her appearance for over a decade.
I no longer care; wearing a veil is just to scare others.
"That's good."
She was poised and confident, but Ah Xu stared at her intently, seemingly oblivious to the scar on Xie Wanwan's face.
He had never seen a woman as beautiful as Xie Wanwan. He had previously heard that the most beautiful woman in the capital had a mole between her eyebrows and was known as an absolute beauty.
He had been thinking to himself, what's so interesting about a mole between the eyebrows? But now that he saw Xie Wanwan, he finally understood.
A red mole, gentle yet alluring, seems to hold many untold stories.
“Nangong Qing, A Xu, if you don’t have any relatives in Yongle County, why don’t you go to Changping Village for the New Year? There are many of us, so it will be more lively.”
Su Luo invited the two of them to go together, and Du Xiuyuan also came along.
Du Xiuyuan's relatives are all in Beijing, and he will not be returning to Beijing this year.
It's a good opportunity to go to someone's house together and have some fun.
“Okay, do you still need to decorate your house for the New Year? Ah Xu and I are both free these days, so we’ll come and help you tomorrow.”
"Can!"
With the Lunar New Year approaching, Fu Man Lou has had almost no customers. Tomorrow, everyone will be given a holiday to go home and have a good New Year.
In the afternoon, Su Luo and the others went to buy groceries again and prepared all the ingredients needed for the New Year's Eve dinner.
I also invited Du Xiuyuan before going back.
Everyone gets busy during the Chinese New Year, and there's a lot more movement of people.
Some people will even go up the mountain in advance to sweep the graves of their relatives and offer incense and prayers.
Su Luo and her family are doing well; their house isn't messy, and they just need to clean it up a little.
The most important thing is to clean the ancestral hall, but their family's ancestral hall only has their father-in-law.
It's quick to wipe down just one memorial tablet and sweep away the dust.
I don't know when we'll be able to put Chen Huaixu's memorial tablet up there.
Su Luo had already decided what kind of wood Chen Huaixu's memorial tablet should be made of, and whether or not it should be inlaid with gold trim. She was just waiting for Nangong Qing to find out the information.
After she and Zhao Ruyun lit incense and offered prayers, Zhao Ruyun, overjoyed, wept as she addressed the memorial tablet.
"Second brother, do you see? We're living a good life now. You must take good care of Huai Xu over there."
If Huai Xu is still alive, please appear in my dream.
For so many years, you haven't come to my dreams. I've almost forgotten what you look like. And our son, he's never come to my dreams either.
I believe Huai Xu is still alive. Second brother, you must pray that our son will return safely.
Su Luo doesn't ask for anything, she just wants to have a good New Year.
“Mother-in-law, you’ve said these words many times. If Father-in-law is watching from heaven, he will definitely help you.”
There are no ghosts or gods in the world, and only Zhao Ruyun and her friends would believe in such things.
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