Chapter 128 On the way home, only love is eternal
——The soul that travels through blood and fire will eventually find its eternal home.
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Within a few days, news of Lombok's change of ownership spread throughout Southeast Asia on returning ships. Under a clear blue sky, the flag symbolizing the Mohist school fluttered above the island, heralding the undisputed new order.
When Mo Xiaohan threw the jade seal engraved with the Lombok totem to Savika, he was carefully changing the bandage on Su Lixia's wrist.
"Your Excellency the Sultan, please take good care of your territory from now on. Don't worry about my diamond mine every day." Mo Xiaohan raised the corners of his lips slightly, "Is this betrothal gift sufficient?"
"Dowry?" Savika raised an eyebrow and took the heavy seal with her backhand. "Mr. Mo is really good at saving trouble by using someone else's kingdom as a favor."
"If you don't want it, throw it into the sea." Mo Xiaohan glanced at the bandage on Su Lixia's wrist. "Anyway, someone almost lost their life because of this broken island."
Upon hearing this, Savika immediately stuffed the seal into Su Lixia's palm.
"Stupid cat, take it and play with it." He lowered his head and kissed her forehead, his tone filled with pampering, "If you feel bored, use it to crack walnuts."
Su Lixia was so frightened that her hands trembled and she almost dropped the seal: "This... is this something that can crack walnuts?!"
"Why not? I'll give you the other betrothal gifts when we get back to Yangon." He chuckled and bit her earlobe. "Then let your classmates see that the little girl who was once called 'dirty' is now the wife of the commander-in-chief of the Burmese armed forces."
Su Lixia pinched the seal, her cheeks flushed, and she muttered softly: "Who wants to marry..."
Before she could finish her words, Savika held her lips against hers, and the rest of her words were melted into the gentle kiss.
In the days that followed, sweet anticipation brewed in the tranquility of the manor. Savika made wedding planning a top priority, while Mo Xiaohan also carefully made final preparations for the arrival of a new life.
The afternoon sun streams through the lily of the valley bushes, and the white buds sway gently in the breeze, as if whispering the promise of "happiness will return."
Su Lixia was held in Savika's arms as she looked through the wedding album. She flipped through the photos of the Yangon pagoda and stopped at the page of the Bagan hot air balloon. A smile unconsciously appeared on the corner of her mouth.
"It must be according to Myanmar's highest standards." Savika keenly caught the expectation flashing in her eyes.
"Three thousand eternal lanterns will be lit at the Shwedagon Pagoda in Yangon... and white elephants will be paraded through the streets." He spread out a sketch of the Yangon wedding, pointing at the pagoda on the drawing. "And in northern Myanmar, we'll have to grab a bride according to my rules."
"Kidnap the bride?" Su Lixia grabbed his ear, unable to hide the smile in her eyes. "Are you a warlord or a bandit?"
Ruan Xingchen, who was standing by, couldn't help but chuckle as she held her pregnant belly. "Our Xia Xia is going to wear a Vera Wang wedding dress... Who wants those traditional Burmese gowns with gold bracelets pressing down on the neck?"
"Both." Savika played with the ends of Su Lixia's hair. "First, wear a white veil and take the oath at St. Mary's Cathedral, then change into Burmese clothing and pray at the Shwedagon Pagoda. The betrothal convoy will be more impressive if it uses armored vehicles..."
"Isn't it too grand?" Su Lixia looked up at Savika, with sweet hesitation in her eyes, "Actually... a simple and warm one would be fine..."
"No," Savika interrupted her firmly. "We need to let all of Southeast Asia know that my bride deserves the grandest wedding."
He suddenly leaned close to her ear with a wicked grin and whispered in a low voice, "Let's have the wedding night on a yacht on the Irrawaddy River...we can make love while watching the fireworks...what do you think?"
Su Lixia’s ears instantly turned red: “You…what nonsense are you talking about!”
She raised her hand to push him away in embarrassment and annoyance, but he took the opportunity to hug her in his arms. They both lost their balance and fell onto the sofa.
Mo Xiaohan watched this scene quietly, a hint of gentleness flashing across his stern brows. He turned to Ruan Xingchen beside him and gently covered her bulging belly.
"The wolf cubs are getting married..." he suddenly said, "Shouldn't we have a ceremony after this little ancestor comes out?"
Ruan Xingchen looked up at him and chuckled, "Mr. Mo is finally going to give me a name?"
"The manor in the Golden Triangle is almost finished... We'll hold the wedding there when the baby is one month old."
Ruan Xingchen was slightly startled: "That's not..."
"I bought the entire valley, and it's filled with roses and lily of the valley." Mo Xiaohan said lightly, "Let the little one see... how mom and dad secretly pledged their love here with a cookie."
"Where we first met?"
"Yes." He took her hand and gently kissed the silver ring on her ring finger. "The lily of the valley will be planted where you gave me the cookies... Do you want to add a children's playground?"
"Xiao Han..." Ruan Xingchen's eyes were filled with tears, "You were covered in wounds back then, and now..."
"Now I can protect you for the rest of your lives." He rested his forehead against hers. "I've waited for seventeen years. It's time to give you a wedding worthy of you..."
As dusk deepens, two couples cast a lingering silhouette on the terrace. In the distance, lilies of the valley in the Golden Triangle break through the ground. All the hardships will eventually return to a gentle companionship.
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