Chapter 209
He had only taken a few steps when he was suddenly hugged tightly from behind.
"Zirong, don't go. The reason I didn't come looking for you is..."
"Let go."
Yunxi's body stiffened.
The voice was extremely cold, and coming from Shen Rang, it felt even more unfamiliar to Yun Xi.
Noticing that the grip around his waist was gradually loosening, a mocking glint flashed in Shen Rang's eyes.
She's being obedient now.
Shen Rang, no longer lingering, turned and left.
However, as soon as he stepped outside, he was suddenly stopped by Ji Xiang.
"Your Highness, this servant has something to say."
Ji Xiang mustered her courage.
This whole mess has come to this because of her; she can't let it go if she doesn't do something about it.
Shen Rang lowered his eyes slightly and looked at her calmly.
Jixiang took a deep breath: "These past few days, Auntie has not left the house, but she has been thinking about the young master for a moment. Auntie feels that she has offended you, and she must bring a gift to apologize to you sincerely. As the young master of the Marquis's mansion, the things bought on the street are naturally not worthy of your attention. So these days, Auntie has not left the house because she is busy embroidering purses for you."
Le'an also boldly walked over and said, "Yes, Your Highness, when Auntie used to go to Madam's to copy books, she could rest for a while at noon. But these past few days, she has been embroidering day and night. If I hadn't taken the needle and thread away at night, I guess Auntie wouldn't have slept at all. She just wants to see you as soon as possible."
As the ice and snow melted, sunlight finally pierced through the thick ice and fell into the lake, dispelling the cold darkness that had lingered for several days.
Seeing Chen Rang turn back, Ji Xiang and Le An exchanged a glance and both breathed a sigh of relief.
Inside the house, Yunxi was surprised that he had returned. When she subconsciously looked towards the door, tears were still clinging to her eyelashes.
Shen Rang sighed: "Why are you sitting on the ground?"
Yunxi looked at him but remained silent for a long time, as if she was afraid that what she saw was just an illusion that would disappear as soon as she made a move.
Meeting her wet eyes, Shen Rang sighed softly, took two steps forward, and pulled her into his arms.
Shen Rang's large hands were warm, and Yun Xi instinctively snuggled into his arms, hugging him tightly.
"I thought you didn't want me anymore..."
Yunxi's voice was hoarse, which made Shen Rang feel a slight pang in his heart.
“It was my fault, Xi’er,” Shen Rang said, pulling her into his arms. “I shouldn’t have misunderstood you, and I shouldn’t have refused to listen to your explanation.”
"No, it was my fault. I should have told you everything." Yunxi's voice choked with sobs.
Shen Rang pursed his lips and tightened his grip, as if he wanted to pull the person into his arms.
"You know, I have no family in Luoyang, you're all I have..."
"If even you don't want me anymore, I really don't know what to do, Zirong..."
The seemingly casual words struck Shen Rang's heart like a heavy hammer blow.
yes.
Yunxi left her loving family and was all alone in Luoyang.
As for Duan Huaichuan, he took good care of Yunxi when she was a child, and to Yunxi he was no different from family.
It's normal to give gifts to family members during holidays and festivals, isn't it?
Besides, Yunxi only delivered the gift to Duan Huaichuan; she was actually by his side.
Moreover, the food given to Duan Huaichuan was bought on the street, but the food Yunxi is giving him now is homemade.
Thinking of this, the dark clouds that had been hanging over Shen Rang's heart for several days completely dissipated: "I heard from Jixiang and Le'an that you made me a purse?"
"Um."
Yunxi then released her grip on Shenrang and handed him the purse that was on the dressing table.
She was a little nervous: "I didn't embroider well, Zirong, please don't mind."
Shen Rang's fingertips traced the fine needlework, and a smile curved his lips: "This was embroidered by you stitch by stitch, how could I possibly dislike it?"
After saying that, Shen Rang hung the purse on his waist.
His attire has always been simple. While other young noblemen would love to have their belts covered with jade pendants and sachets, his was always empty. Now, he finally has something to wear.
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