Chapter 273 Absence makes the heart grow fonder!
Lin Wan'er originally thought that once she arrived at the farm, far from the emperor's reach, she could use her skills and "prophecy" to quickly win people's hearts and pave the way for herself.
But she soon realized in despair that she was wrong.
She was put up in a separate mud-brick house, and people brought her food and water every day, showing her concern and care.
But those two people followed her like shadows, never leaving her side.
She went to work in the fields, and they followed her.
She went to the cafeteria for lunch, and they followed her.
She could even see shadowy figures moving outside the window when she got up to use the bathroom in the middle of the night.
The other people on the farm looked at her with mixed feelings.
There is curiosity, there is awe, but more than anything, there is alienation and vigilance.
No one dared to say another word to her.
She was like an exhibit placed in a glass case; everyone surrounded her, pointing and whispering, but no one was willing to truly get close to her.
All her schemes and rhetoric became a joke under such tight surveillance.
She finally understood Su Yue's sinister intentions.
Su Yue didn't kill her, but gave her an ending worse than death.
She turned herself into a living monument, an eternal prisoner confined to honor and surveillance.
...
The turmoil in the capital has temporarily come to an end.
With the strong support of Academician Qian and Commander-in-Chief Zheng, Su Yue's "Special Drug Laboratory for Military Families" project has officially entered the final stage of preparation.
She decided to return to Hainan Island.
With Gu Nanxing and the Huo family overseeing the follow-up matters in the capital, she felt quite at ease.
The day before his departure, Qin Zheng arrived at the guesthouse.
He came to see them off.
The two sat down at the stone table in the courtyard, remaining silent.
After a long while, Qin Zheng took out a brown paper file bag from his briefcase and gently pushed it in front of Su Yue.
"Here's what you wanted."
Su Yue didn't ask what it was, and opened it directly.
Inside is an extremely detailed archival document.
Yu Ming, manager of Hongxing Farm.
Male, 48 years old.
His resume is crystal clear, from enlisting in the army to transferring to civilian life, every step is recorded.
On the last page of the file, there is a line of inconspicuous handwritten text.
"He once served as Comrade Qin Aimin's bodyguard."
Su Yue raised her head and looked at Qin Zheng.
Qin Zheng pushed up his black-rimmed glasses, deliberately avoiding her scrutiny.
He stood up, ready to leave, but stopped at the door and muttered something under his breath.
"He was my father's subordinate back then, he's absolutely reliable."
"He will help you when you need 'eyes'."
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In October on Hainan Island, the heat is intense, and the air seems to be distorted by the heat.
The cargo door of the military transport plane opened, and a wave of hot air, mixed with the salty sea breeze and the fragrance of grass and trees, rushed out.
Su Yue and Chen Xinyue carried their simple luggage down the gangway. Their two-month trip to Beijing felt like a lifetime ago.
On the tarmac, a straight figure, like a javelin, stood tall under the scorching sun.
It's Gu Beichen.
He was wearing a crisply starched military uniform, with his top button fastened meticulously.
He seemed to have lost some weight, his features were more sharp, and he exuded a calm and collected air, as if he had been through many battles.
Having not seen each other for more than two months, the two were separated by more than ten meters. With just a glance, all the unspoken longing, worry and fear turned into a silent understanding.
He strode over and, without saying a word, took the luggage from Su Yue and Chen Xinyue with remarkable ease.
"I'm back." His voice was a little dry, as if he had been baked by the scorching sun for too long.
"Mmm," Su Yue responded softly.
On the way home in the jeep, we didn't say a word.
Su Yue could sense that beneath the seemingly relaxed posture of the man beside her, his muscles were taut to the extreme.
He laid a trap in the capital, while she charged into battle on the front lines. Only they truly understood the dangers and pressures involved.
The Gu Family Courtyard.
The gate opened as soon as the jeep came to a stop.
Zhang Huilan, her maternal grandfather Chen Zhongwen, and her maternal grandmother Chen all came out to greet them.
"Yueyue! Xinyue! You're finally back!" Zhang Huilan's eyes reddened, and she immediately grabbed Su Yue's hand, looking her over closely. "You've lost weight. You must not have been eating properly in Beijing!"
Grandma also grabbed Chen Xinyue, wiping away tears with heartache.
Su Yue let the elders pull her along, her attention immediately falling on her grandmother.
The old lady had a rosy complexion and was in good spirits; she showed no signs of the illness described in the phone call that day.
She casually placed her hand on her grandmother's wrist and gently probed with her fingertips.
The pulse is steady and strong.
The huge weight that had been hanging over my heart finally lifted.
Under the grape trellis in the yard, two small cradles lay side by side.
Su Yue walked over quickly.
After more than two months apart, the two children in the cradle have grown quite a bit.
They were exquisitely carved, like two porcelain dolls.
With fair skin, long and curled eyelashes, and a little mouth that occasionally smacked, she was fast asleep.
Su Yue's heart was instantly filled to the brim, turning into a pool of the softest spring water.
She bent down and carefully picked up her baby daughter, Gu Ningjing, from the cradle.
The little guy is much heavier than when he left, and he smells like milk all over.
Perhaps it was the unfamiliar force she felt, or perhaps it was the familiar yet long-lost scent she caught, but Gu Ningjing's long eyelashes trembled, and she slowly opened her eyes.
Those were phoenix eyes just like Gu Beichen's, clear as a spring.
The little guy first looked at Su Yue curiously, then his little mouth twitched, and without any warning, he burst into tears.
The crying was loud and full of grievance.
Those chubby little hands gripped Su Yue's clothes tightly, as if accusing her mother of leaving for so long.
Su Yue's heart felt as if it were being tightly gripped by a small hand, a mixture of sourness and pain.
It was guilt, but also boundless pity.
"Don't cry, don't cry, Mommy's back."
She held her daughter tightly in her arms, her cheek pressed against her soft forehead, and soothed her again and again in the softest voice.
Gu Ping'an, the son in the cradle, seemed to hear his sister's cries and began to whine and babble in dissatisfaction, kicking his short legs in the swaddling clothes as he echoed his sister's complaints.
Zhang Huilan laughed and said, "Look at these two little rascals, they're so clever! They know it's you who's back, and they're trying to charm you!"
It took Su Yue quite a while to coax the two little ones back to sleep.
Looking at their peaceful and serene sleeping faces, all the turmoil, exhaustion, and scheming she had experienced in the capital vanished in that instant.
My heart is filled with an unprecedented sense of satisfaction and tenderness.
This is her home.
It was a place she would protect with everything she had.
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