"I'm never leaving again." The little wolf cub sniffed. "I won't leave no matter who tries to drive me away."
I wonder if it's because we haven't had a proper conversation in three years. The letters came and went in a hurry, and that cold page of letter paper could never compare to holding a real person in my arms.
As Ji Linyuan spoke, his voice choked up, and he was filled with a sense of grievance, as if he had turned back into the boy who had been desperate and cried while clinging to him.
Si Jin reached out and patted the person's back: "Don't cry. The little wolf cub has grown into a big wolf cub. He can't always cry. It's embarrassing and disgusting."
How embarrassing! Disgusted, so disdainful of him? Aww...
Ji Linyuan frowned, feeling neither wronged nor sweet, so he simply got off the bed and started serving Si Jin desserts.
"Let me stir it for you, so the ice will melt faster." In a moment, he scooped out half a berry and held it to Si Jin's lips: "Open your mouth."
The young Gu Master readily parted their lips, but the next moment, what he tasted was not only berries, but also a gentle, tender kiss from Ji Xiaolang.
They parted as quickly as they touched, and Ji Linyuan, his eyes crinkling, asked with a smile, "Is it sweet? Am I sweeter than the berries?"
Clang—
Old Master Wang's cane fell to the ground, and he coughed violently in anger.
He had rested all day and mustered all his energy to come and thank Ji Linyuan as soon as possible, but...
That little bastard! He's taken advantage of his son and now he's thanking me for nothing!
The old king finally realized why the wolf cub had called him "father" after the arena battle yesterday. It turned out... he was calling for him.
The eunuch beside him hurriedly patted his back, and the old king finally came to his senses. He pointed to the cane on the ground and said, "Yuan'er, cough cough cough, pick up the cane for me."
"Oh, okay." Although the betrothal gifts had been prepared, Ji Linyuan was still nervous. He carefully presented the walking stick, and the next moment, he saw the old king raise it up to him.
In a fit of rage, he even forgot to refer to himself as "I" and exclaimed, "I'll beat you to death, you little bastard!"
"Father, don't hit me!" Ji Linyuan reacted quickly: "I brought something with me. You can take a look at it before you hit me!"
Before the old king could strike with his cane, Ji Linyuan took out a small box, held it in front of him, and solemnly took something out.
"This is the defense map of the eight tribes of the grassland; this is the tiger tally to command the cavalry; this is the bell to control the war wolves; this is the whistle to summon the falcons."
The little wolf cub took things out one by one, and the earnestness in its eyes, if observed for a while, was somewhat unsettling.
He said, “This is the grassland where I used to live. It is all the wealth I have gained after three years of fighting outside. I can give it all to you and to Jinjin. I am alone in Miao territory, without any belongings on me. I am not afraid of any danger. You can trust me completely.”
"And this is the gift list." Ji Linyuan took out another red gift list, which was about ten feet long when unfolded. It contained all the betrothal gifts that Ji Linyuan had listed.
This was the grandest betrothal gift in the hundreds of years since the Miao region began to have historical records.
“Father,” Ji Linyuan continued, “These things are everything to me. I have placed them all with Jinjin and with you. If you try to separate me from Jinjin, you will be taking away everything I have.”
“Ji Mulin killed my whole family, I will never cooperate with him. Jinjin plotted to capture him, and this is all Jinjin’s achievement. The emperor of the Central Plains should be Jinjin. If you are worried that I will change my mind and become the emperor of the Central Plains, then Jinjin should be the emperor. Just leave me the position of empress.”
"I beg you, Father, to grant my request!"
After speaking slowly and deliberately, Ji Linyuan lowered his head, placed his right hand on his left shoulder, and bowed deeply, performing the most solemn salute to the old king according to the customs of Miao territory.
He said, "Today, Ji Linyuan will not speak of love or affection, nor will he express his bitterness. He only wants to offer up all his wealth. Whatever you and Jinjin want, I will give you. Can you rest assured?"
The old king knew very well that what Ji Linyuan was talking about was something that ordinary people in the world could hardly achieve.
In today's world, the Miao region, the Central Plains, and the Alar Grassland are in a tripartite balance of power. Spy agents are everywhere, and intrigue and backstabbing are rampant. Deep affections are hard to sustain, and love between men and women rarely ends well, let alone... between two men.
The old king's eyes were a little red. His health had been deteriorating day by day over the years, and he always hoped that Jinjin could get married soon so that he could leave this world in peace.
But he never considered actually having his son marry a man. He asked, "What if Jin'er wants the Central Plains?"
Ji Linyuan: "Then I will risk my life to fight for him in the Central Plains."
The old king asked, "What if Jin'er wants the moon?"
Ji Linyuan: "Then I will build a ladder to the heavens, adding one level every day, and do my best to help him reach for it, until I die."
Old Master Wang's eyes grew redder and redder, and finally, the cane landed on Ji Linyuan's shoulder, but with very little force.
The elderly man sighed deeply, turned around and walked away unsteadily, leaving Ji Linyuan feeling uneasy.
As they reached the door, the old king stopped and said, "Then why don't you hurry up and hand over the contents of that box to my son? What's the use of showing it to me? You're not going to arrange a marriage with me!"
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