Xie Changyu was able to get out of bed with difficulty. After the coffin was buried, he couldn't wait to run to ask the Marquis of Yongyi.
"Father, my eldest brother has passed away, so what about the position of heir apparent...?"
He wanted to ask if it was his turn, but seeing the slightly serious expression on Marquis Yongyi's face, he didn't dare to say it.
Marquis Yongyi's expression was complicated. In terms of affection, he naturally loved his second son, who had been close to him since childhood, more. However, he knew in his heart that his second son was not cut out to inherit the marquisate. On the contrary, his eldest son was young, spirited, and composed.
Before his legs became crippled, he never considered changing the heir apparent, partly because his eldest son was steady and partly because of the emperor's attitude.
Now that his eldest son is gone, he only has one legitimate son left. It is impossible for the Marquis's mansion to be handed over to a son of a concubine or a second branch of the family in the future. He can only try to help his second son get ahead.
"You will come with me to the frontier in a couple of days. I will arrange for you to train in the military camp, and when the time is right, you will go to the battlefield," said Marquis Yongyi.
"ah?!!"
This was completely different from what Xie Changyu had expected!
He had always lived a life of luxury and indulgence in eating, drinking, and merrymaking in the capital, never having entered a military camp or gone to the battlefield. His desire to become the heir apparent was merely for prestige, so that he could enjoy even more pleasures after inheriting the marquis's mansion.
Making him go to the army camp and train every morning would be so tough! He didn't have the ambition to achieve anything, and he didn't want to go to the battlefield and risk his life at any time.
He looked miserable. "Father, I can't do it."
Marquis Yongyi said, "I must go."
It was no use for Zhang to object to what Marquis Yongyi had decided. Zhang made a promise to Xie Changyu: "Your father sent you to the frontier because he intended to hand over the Marquis's mansion to you. Go there and train yourself. When you come back, you will be the heir apparent."
Within two days, Xie Changyu was packed up and sent to the frontier in a carriage, constantly comforting himself: everything was for the position of heir apparent.
...
Time flies, and three months have passed in the blink of an eye. Ye Chaoxi and Xie Qinglan are living a relaxed and sweet life in this small village, and their days are quite pleasant.
Xie Qinglan's legs have recovered to normal, and she can walk and ride horses without any problems. The only thing that worries Ye Chaoxi is that Xie Qinglan's legs are better now, so she is even more unrestrained in her sex life! She often leaves Ye Chaoxi with a sore back and weak legs.
Although this matter has a unique flavor, it can't be eaten like a meal three times a day!
Ye Chaoxi couldn't take it anymore and took a twin pill a month ago. She felt much more at ease after getting pregnant. Once she found out she was pregnant again, she would be able to get rid of this life of being bedridden all the time.
With the Lunar New Year approaching, Xie Qinglan was finally going to take Ye Chaoxi back to the mansion.
Ye Chaoxi asked him why he chose this time to go back. Xie Qinglan smiled, a hint of sarcasm in his eyes, "I wanted to see their faces when they were full of anticipation only to be disappointed. I'm afraid they won't even be able to enjoy the holidays."
Zhang thought he was dead, and because he hadn't handled the matter of impersonating a bandit cleanly, he obtained evidence and, following the clues, discovered some evidence he hadn't found before.
At sixteen, he was full of enthusiasm and wanted to fight and make a name for himself. He was not on guard against Zhang, and he was also dejected for a while after going blind. By the time he recovered, Zhang had already cleaned up his mess and did not let him find a single flaw.
However, Zhang's planning for both the previous and this fall from the cliff was too rushed, leaving many things unfinished.
When I return to the manor this time, I'll give her a small warning first, and then settle the score one by one when the people he sent out come back.
The group left Wenyue Manor, where they had stayed for several months, and were all somewhat reluctant to leave.
The carriage swayed and rattled as it headed towards the capital. After entering the city, it returned to the Marquis's residence without stopping and stopped in front of the gate.
Zhuo Qing stepped forward and knocked on the door.
The gatekeeper yawned as he opened the door, glanced groggily at the person in front of him, and thought he looked somewhat familiar.
Zhuo Qing coldly rebuked, "The young master and his wife are back! Open the door and welcome them!"
The gatekeeper snapped out of his daze, his gaze fixed blankly on the carriage behind Zhuo Qing. Just then, he saw Xie Qinglan lift the curtain and get out of the carriage, with the young and beautiful Lady of the Heir standing beside him.
He was stunned. "The prince's ghost has returned to visit his family? Wasn't the seventh day after his death over?"
Zhuo Qing slapped him. "Open your dog eyes and see clearly! The young master is right here, how did he become a ghost? Do you want to die?"
The doorman was jolted back to his senses by the slap. The pain on his head told him he wasn't dreaming. He quickly took a few steps back, turned around, and ran inside, shouting all the while.
"The young master is back! The young master is not dead! Lord Marquis and Lady Marquis! The young master is not dead!"
This shout startled everyone in the Marquis's residence.
The gatekeeper ran straight to the main courtyard. He had a loud voice, and Zhang could hear what he was shouting from a distance. She immediately stood up from her seat, her face turning ashen.
"What's that guy outside yelling about? Huh?!"
Her maidservant stammered, "It seems they're saying the young master has returned."
Marquis Yongyi also ran out of his study.
He hadn't planned to go back to Beijing for the New Year, but his second son kept nagging him to return, and he couldn't stand it anymore, so he brought him back.
After these three months, he finally realized that his second son was utterly hopeless!
He was sent to train, but he pretended to be sick and complained. He was sent to eat and sleep with the soldiers, but he secretly sneaked into the city to sleep in brothels. He went to the frontier and flaunted his status as the son of a marquis every day, which almost made him vomit blood.
It was only then that he began to appreciate his eldest son, Qinglan, for never letting him worry about these things.
Upon hearing that his eldest son was alive and well, Marquis Yongyi ran faster than anyone else and disappeared into the main courtyard in the blink of an eye.
Zhang followed behind in disbelief, muttering to herself, "How is this possible? Wasn't he dead? Huh? He was buried, how could he come back to life?"
The maid was so frightened that she dared not reply and silently ran alongside him.
Xie Qinglan didn't wait for the others and slowly walked back towards Tinglan Garden with Ye Chaoxi.
The crowd rushed to the main gate only to find it empty. Hearing that Xie Qinglan had returned to the courtyard, they hurriedly ran towards Tinglan Garden.
As soon as the group returned to Tinglan Garden, the rest of the family members arrived one after another. The first to arrive was Marquis Yongyi, followed by Madam Zhang and Xie Changyu and his mother. The people from the second branch of the family were far away, but they also received the news and came to check on the situation not long afterward.
Marquis Yongyi said with relief, "It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back. We all thought you had fallen off a cliff."
Zhang was the first to notice that Xie Qinglan's leg had healed. He was no longer in a wheelchair and stood there tall and elegant. Even without speaking, his cold and imposing aura was enough to intimidate everyone.
She suddenly felt that all her efforts over the years had been in vain!
She had paved the way for her son for so long, and was about to successfully push him to the position of heir when Xie Qinglan not only returned, but even his crippled legs were healed!
Upon seeing this scene, Zhang's heart bled, and a fierce killing intent surged in her eyes.
"Why does Madam Hou look like that? Does she not want the young master to return?" Ye Chaoxi stepped in front of Xie Qinglan, blocking Zhang Shi's murderous gaze, and asked with a smile.
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