Chapter 73: It's a Rare Thing to Be Ignorant
The carriage slowly drove to the end of the street, and then turned a corner and disappeared from sight.
Jiang Xun turned sideways and looked at him quietly, until the evening breeze blew and a cool feeling came from the wet robe draped over his forearm, then he slowly withdrew his gaze.
Just now, after Miss Shen entered the carriage, she took off her outer robe and returned it to him.
She said, "If I go back like this, my parents will definitely question me. If they see me, they will misunderstand me. I'm afraid it will ruin your reputation and cause you more trouble."
She drew the line so clearly...
It's a good thing.
"You've gone so far, but you're still reluctant to leave?"
Jiang Xun was thinking this when he suddenly heard the teasing voice of Mr. Lin from behind him.
He turned around, his face calm, and seeing Lin Lao's teasing look, he called out calmly, "Teacher."
When Elder Lin saw Jiang Xun's dead look, he waved his hands hurriedly, "Okay, okay, okay, okay, I won't say anything, okay?"
"How is the palace?"
When asking this question, Mr. Lin's expression suddenly became serious.
Jiang Xun shook his head gently without saying a word.
When Mr. Lin saw this, he understood everything. He sighed softly and patted Jiang Xun on the shoulder again.
"Okay, you can go in now. I have to go back soon. My old bones almost fell apart tonight."
"Disciple will take you there."
Jiang Xun raised his hand to support Lin Lao's arm.
Elder Lin waved his hands in disdain and said, "Go away, I am not old enough to need someone to serve me. Zhou Zhi, come here and help me."
Jiang Xun: “…”
Lin Zhouzhi: “…”
Jiang Xun still sent Elder Lin to the carriage. As he was bowing to say farewell, he saw Elder Lin lift the curtain and said to him sternly:
“Xiu Zhi, the ancients said that a drop of water should be repaid with a spring. Miss Shen saved your mother today, which can be said to be as heavy as a mountain.”
Jiang Xun nodded upon hearing this and said solemnly: "Disciple will keep it in mind."
At this time, the carriage had already started moving. Seeing that Jiang Xun did not understand his hidden meaning, Lin Lao immediately stuck his head out and said anxiously:
"You are a blockhead! What's the point of just remembering? You can't repay me in return, so you should repay me with your body!"
"Xiuzhi, do you remember what I said?"
"Xiuzhi, you need to do better!"
Lin Zhouzhi in the carriage: "......"
"Uncle, if you haven't finished explaining, can we stop the carriage and let you talk slowly?"
Hearing this, Elder Lin pulled back and shook his head repeatedly, "No, wouldn't this give that kid a chance to refute?"
"I was holding it in for a long time, and I had to wait until I got on the carriage before I dared to speak."
Lin Zhouzhi: “…”
"Xiu Zhi, I will take your request!"
Mr. Lin estimated that they had walked quite far, so he stuck his head out and added one more sentence.
Jiang Xun, who was still standing there, said: "......"
This old man is too wishful.
Putting aside his current situation, starting a family would only be a burden to others. Besides, Miss Shen... might not think highly of him.
"I am very satisfied with Mr. Jiang——"
Thinking of this, Jiang Xun suddenly thought of this sentence.
He wasted some time picking up the veil, and when he chased out, he just happened to hear Miss Shen say that she went to the flower-viewing banquet to see him.
A lot of things happened that day...
At this point, Jiang Xun was unwilling to allow himself to think about it any further.
Seeing that Mr. Lin's carriage had disappeared into the darkness, he turned around and walked quickly inside.
At this time, Fugui came out in a hurry. When he saw Jiang Xun, he cried and said, "Master, go see the lady!"
Jiang Xun's heart tightened when he heard this, and he walked quickly towards the east courtyard.
As soon as he entered the main house, he heard Anyang Bo crying and calling for his wife. Jiang Xun couldn't help but change his face, thinking that Anyang Bo's wife...
When he turned into the inner room, he saw that the wife of the Marquis of Anyang was fine, sitting on the couch with a dazed look on her face, while the Marquis of Anyang was hugging her and crying.
Jiang Xun suddenly stopped and turned away, and at this moment his tightly clenched heart slowly relaxed.
"Father, Mother."
Jiang Xun lowered his eyes and saluted.
When Anyang Bo heard the voice, he stood up in a hurry, wiped his tears with his sleeves, and then pulled Jiang Xun to the bedside, crying and saying to Anyang Bo's wife:
"Madam, this is Xun'er, our Xun'er."
Upon hearing this, Lady Anyang raised her head to look at Jiang Xun, her eyes full of surprise and a hint of suspicion. After hesitating for a while, she reached out her hand to Jiang Xun.
"Xun...Xun'er?"
Jiang Xun frowned upon seeing this, and turned to look at Earl Anyang.
Anyang Bo hurriedly pushed Jiang Xun forward and whispered, "Xun'er, your mother is like this as soon as she woke up. She has forgotten a lot of things."
"I have asked, and your mother only remembers that you just turned nine, and has forgotten everything after that."
"Xun'er, this...maybe is a good thing."
Jiang Xun couldn't help but show shock when he heard that, and at this moment, a hand had been carefully placed on his head, bringing a hint of warmth.
Jiang Xun slowly turned around and saw Lady Anyang leaning forward to look at him. Her eyes were so serious and focused, scanning his eyebrows and eyes inch by inch. After a long time, she called out in a trembling voice:
"Xun'er?"
"Are you Xun'er? Are you my mother's Xun'er?"
Jiang Xun's throat tightened instantly and his heart felt like it was boiling with anger. At this moment, Earl Anyang gently tugged at Jiang Xun's sleeve.
His tears were welling up in his eyes, and he looked at Jiang Xun with an almost pleading look, as if saying:
Xun'er, please, just admit it.
Jiang Xun opened his mouth, but before he could respond, Lady Anyang rushed forward and hugged Jiang Xun.
She buried her head in Jiang Xun's shoulder, sobbing and crying, and said incoherently:
"My son Xun has grown up, but why, why can't I remember him?"
"Xun'er, mother misses you very much..."
Jiang Xun could feel that Lady Anyang's tears had wet his robe. At this moment, his heart was trembling and his eyes were sore.
This was the first time in ten years that his mother treated him so gently.
What fell on him was not a slap or a whip, but a gentle caress.
"Xun'er, why don't you call me mother? Xun'er, call me mother, please?"
Lady Anyang slowly loosened her arms, her face already in tears. She now looked at Jiang Xun expectantly, her eyes so gentle and full of love.
"Xun'er."
Anyang Bo hurried forward, his pleading tone becoming more intense.
Jiang Xun moved his lips, and the word lingered on the tip of his tongue, weighing more than a thousand pounds.
He lowered his eyes for a moment, ultimately he was reluctant to disappoint the parents in front of him.
"mother."
He called softly, calmly as always, but with a hint of trembling.
“Hey!”
The wife of the Marquis of Anyang cried with joy, and she hugged Jiang Xun and cried and laughed. Soon she looked tired and could not hold on any longer.
Anyang Bo and Jiang Xun advised her to go to sleep, but she pulled Jiang Xun to look at it again and again, as if she could never see enough.
After a long time, Mrs. Anyang felt sleepy and could no longer hold on and slowly closed her eyes.
Anyang Bo stayed by the bed for a while, and when he saw that his wife had fallen asleep, he left a maid to watch over her, and he took Jiang Xun beside him and tiptoed out.
The room gradually became quiet.
The maidservant sat on a stool beside her, watching the Lady of the Anyang Marquis without blinking.
But behind the bed curtain, the person who was originally sleeping soundly slowly opened his eyes at this moment.
Her eyes were clear, without any trace of the confusion from before.
She wanted to die, but was rescued.
When she was half conscious, she heard the master crying, so heartbreaking.
I also heard...Lin Lao's voice.
This wise and gentle elder is Jiang Xun’s mentor.
He leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Madam, if you die today, do you know what kind of abyss it will push Xiuzhi into?"
"He is a kind-hearted child who will put all the blame on himself."
"Ma'am, sometimes, it's hard to be confused."
"Xiuzhi is a good boy. You have already discovered his good points, haven't you?"
"Take good care of him, ma'am. Xiuzhi is such a pain in the ass..."
As her thoughts reached this point, tears rolled down from the corners of Lady Anyang's eyes and silently seeped into the pillowcase.
It's rare to be ignorant.
This was the only way she could try to make up for a child she had tortured for ten years.
And her son...
After the rest of my life, I hope Xun'er will be willing to see her, the negligent mother she has become.
If she doesn't want to, she deserves any punishment.
I only hope that Xun'er will be born into a kind and gentle family, with a mother who loves and protects him, a mother who is a thousand times better than her.
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